(Just a quick note, I know it doesn’t say it but I am open to feedback on this, as I am on any of my other works ☕️😌)

Nyra Helmsmore knows obsession intimately. She’s lived in its shadow, felt its pull, and now it’s consuming her, all because of him—Wrenn Silacor. With his striking gray eyes, effortless charm, and a perfection that seems otherworldly, Wrenn has become her entire world. She’s studied him, followed him, and convinced herself that she understands him in ways no one else can.

But Wrenn is more than the star everyone worships. Behind the glowing façade of fame lies something darker. When their worlds finally collide, Nyra realizes she’s caught the attention of a man who sees more than he lets on—and takes more than he gives.

What begins as a tantalizing fixation unravels into a deadly game of cat and mouse. As the lines between desire and fear blur, Nyra is forced to confront a chilling truth: Wrenn isn’t just an obsession. He’s a trap—and one she might never escape.

For fans of psychological thrillers that leave you breathless, The Obsession Game is a tale of infatuation, danger, and the high cost of longing for something just out of reach.

Hi! I thought since I have so many writings in my Soulmated World series, I would make a little guide for them. I will have this under my bookmarks for future reference and I will try to add titles as I post them.

The titles under each name indicates it is in their perspective. You may see some titles more than once because there may be some that have multiple perspectives.

If this is helpful, let me know if I should do this for other running series I have on here!

The blurb for this world is The Power of Soulmates.

Bell The Beauty of the Snow, A Soulmate World, The Confusion in the Snow, Soulmates in Hiding, A Friendly Bathroom Confrontation, Infinite, No More Hiding, I Don’t Need Someone, Sister Secrets, Mom Secrets, Face Up, Face the Music, Raindrops Kiss, A Grandmother’s Comfort,

Roman I Think You are My Soulmate, I Know You are My Soulmate, Suppressing, New Addition, Happiest, We Were Happy Once, Cupid’s Mistake, Two Sides, Deepest Regret,

Jeremiah New Arrivals, Common Ground, Two Sides, Little Sister Advice,

Lou Soulmate? (Animals are Better), Impossible Choice, New Friend, New Kid, Disaster, Unexpected Flight, Normal Chaos, Waiting Room (not in her POV but in her animals), Muzzle, Hatching a Plan,

Amelie Soulmate(less), Being a Friend, How Do You be a Friend?, In My Dreams, Used To It, Camping with the Stars, Outcry, Teenage Felon,

Ria Get to Choose,

Liam Many New Things, Standing Up

Este Winning Isn’t Everything,

Wren A Necessary Call, Keeping Her Cards Close,

Marta (they were an early character I made but I haven’t written about them for a long time) Soar, Pretend You Didn’t See That,

Emily White was a rich girl in Oaks Ridge Valley, dealing with her true love and the man who only wanted her for business. She needs to figure out if she wants to make her family happy or her heart happy.

When Billy Clinton finds out that Emily kept a secret from him, he doesn’t how to react to that…. He’s dealing with his own problems in his life…. Will he fight for Emily’s love? Will the two run away like they talked about? Will Billy even want to anymore…?

Many things are left unspoken in the world, but never hearts.

29-year-old-going-on-30 Megan is stunned when her friends w/ benefits proposes to her… This isn’t what they agreed: developing actual feelings. Megan, to the best of her ability, politely declines, ending that charade, and ultimately resurrecting existential questions. So, she covets: caffeine, books, and caring for the neighborhood stray cats, to then rediscover a high school otome manga series: F. Y. E. Only. Who needs real men when fictional, proper gentlemen are at the tips of your fingers? Until they sway perspective on how men truly are…

After the sudden death of her sister, fourteen-year-old Lily runs away to a strange new world, searching for distraction from her grief. Along with her younger sister, Comet, Lily hopes this magical realm will offer something to hold on to. But no matter where they go, her unspoken emotions follow.

Comet finds her place with enviable ease – being young and full of wonder, she rushes into what she believes is the love of her life with a mysterious child named Grace. Challenged by the strange yet tender bond between them, Lily begins to accept that love doesn't always have to follow rules or expectations – it's simply about the joy of being together. With this understanding, Lily carefully forms a connection with Anita, a quiet and brilliant girl who helps Lily stop running from her grief. Their bond blossoms into a queer-platonic relationship, eventually teaching Lily that it's okay to not be okay. In their unique ways of showing romantic affection, they both navigate what they want from each other – not what is expected of them.

A Place to Belong is a character-driven story about grief, love, and ideas of unexpected connections. It's a journey of finding hope – not through grand gestures or movie-esque acts of love, but through small, everyday moments that help us survive even the hardest of times.

To love him would be a death trap, one that is so seducing. His blond, golden hair and blue sun-glazed eyes, he is so precious and beautiful and I just want to love him. No I want to love somebody. I am so lonely and hopeless in this world filled with love. My friends and family display this love with so much affection and pure happiness that my heart aches at the sight of it. The feeling of emptiness pangs with stretches of unrequited love. I am sad. I am so sad that I am alone in this world. To think I could have that one person that I could talk to about everything, that I could love with ever ounce of feeling within me. I read and see love everywhere and everyday and it’s sort of exhausting not having that in my life. I am young, yet am I?

ESTE ——————

“James,” I start, mustering up all of the politeness I can to plead to him, “can you please hand me a Dr. Pepper?”

After 30 minutes of repetitive silence, I finally speak up. A few of the others glance up at me, just to realize I’m not talking to them and go back to what they were doing.

The blonde villain throws me an annoyed look over his shoulder, to which I almost don’t catch as I twist on the stool to look at him. Still, he complies, opening the fridge to slip two 20 oz bottles from the door of it.

I scramble to move my sketchbook and make room for him as he brings over the drinks.

“Thank you, Your Villainy,” I comment as he hands me one of the carbonated drinks.

James’ gaze lingers on my latest mask design. A masquerade mask.

My most recent mask became too heavy, hindering my ability to fight.

How embarrassing.

James backs away slightly, pointing a finger at the sketch with the Dr. Pepper bottle in hand.

“Don’t you think clay would weigh the mask down?” He pauses dramatically, as I slowly process his words. “How would a string hold it up?”

“That makes no…”

My brain finally registers the idea.

Oh.

He’s right.

Before I react, I unscrew the lid of the bottle and take a sip of the carbonation.

James is right?

I look down at my list of resources, grabbing my pencil to hastily flipping it from the point and completely demolish the paper by erasing.

As I rewrite the main material, I can practically feel James’ eyes boring into my figure.

I must look enchanting. Sweatpants. Oversized t-shirt. Wet hair, courtesy of the shower only half an hour before. Hunched over a sketchbook. Drinking a Dr. Pepper.

“I was right,” he comments, as he draws my eyes back to him by leaning on the counter of the island. For some reason, only a faint smile resides on his facial expression.

I look away and shift on the stool. “I know.”

Almost immediately, I can feel the swap in his demeanor. I see it from the corner of my eye and hear it almost simultaneously. His breathing is shaky. The ghost of a smile disappears. A tightness reaches his shoulders.

“Are you ready for tomorrow?” He asks, his voice a low murmur as he drags a finger along the cap line of his Dr. Pepper.

In no way was this supposed to be flirtatious. James and I used to date, before we became villains, then we resided to the friends zone. And yet… I can’t help but think he might still have a crush on me.

Suddenly, I realize he meant this as a question, to which I do clumsily reply.

“You mean the war?”

A low hum sounds in his throat. My eyes dart back up to his. His silver eyes are locked on the pattern of the marble counter, his eyebrows drawn together.

We’re not meant to go to war. We all know that.

I take another sip of my Dr. Pepper, this time it burns a path down my throat. An intense wave of emotion hangs in the room, we all know this isn’t supposed to happen.

We’re too young… right?

“I don’t think I’ll ever be ready,” I reply, the rest of the sentence hanging on my tongue. _I don’t think I’ll ever be ready to win a war we were always meant to. _“We’re only teenagers, James. War is like a game, and we’re first time players— the heroes may have lost the hundreds of battles beforehand, but underdogs are still capable of winning if they know the game.”

James nods understandingly, but the room goes even more quiet than usual.

The words hang heavy in the space, as everyone takes in their meaning.

Does that make sense?

“James… did— could you even understand what I meant? Even I was a little confused by that…”

My ex chuckles, emotionless, somehow managing to look wildly attractive while doing it. Does he understand the concept of chuckling? Or deadpanning?

“Look, Este.” James leans forward, inching closer to me to whisper, “You will always make sense to me.”

My whole body stills. The words play a spell along the entirety of my being, but it needs to stop.

“Well…” I mumble, abruptly trying to change the topic, “I need to work on my mask. Can’t fight without it. That’s what Code says.” With that, the spell is shattered.

The silver-eyed villain beside me slides off of his stool, and I just now remember how tall he is.

“Alright,” James huffs, shoving his hands in the pockets of his jeans, “I’ll leave you to it then, Este.”

“Thank you.” My attention is directed back to the counter, with the sketchbook laid across it.

It takes me a second to hear James ask another question. “Do you want me to grab all of the materials?”

“That would be nice.”

I don’t look at him though. Heartbreak is only necessary once.

He is the son of the head of one the biggest and most powerful merchant families in the city, she is a lowley ships doctor on a flagship merchant ship. She saves his life when a Steal Wind hits the ship and a there love is founded as he recovers. It is a forbidden love and one that has consequences for the family, the city and soon the whole world.

For her mind was clouded with thoughts of the future it was all of which she could think the child she was carrying that constantly kicked begging for release his calming embrace and welcoming aura it was all she could think of so when she snapped back into reality by a question her only answer was “Him”

…

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There’s no kingdom without its princes. Or in her case, a Lady.

Anna Marie Stewart has everything handed to her on a silver platter. But what happens when she doesn’t want it? Ever since she picked up a sword, all she’s wanted to do was to lead an army like her older brother. When she meets kind hearted Jasper, she finally gets her chance.

As a neighboring kingdom attacks Valoria, Anna must find out how to stop it. If she can’t, total chaos will reign. Will she be able to save her kingdom? Or will she lose what she loves the most?