In 1900, Violette Beaumont leaves London with her sisters to settle in an old family residence on the edge of New Forest.She expected to find memories, dust-filled rooms, and the last echoes of a grandmother long gone.But among the woods, forgotten letters, and an ancient stone bridge connecting two enemy estates, Violette gradually uncovers a story that time never truly buried.Arden De Gé, heir to a family as noble as it is unsettling, should have stayed away from h...

He touches no one.Since childhood, contact has been an intrusion: other people's emotions invade his body and erase his own presence. To survive, Nathanaël has withdrawn. From skin. From the world.Mira, on the other hand, feels nothing.No joy, no fear, no desire. A stable emptiness, painless and flat. Until the day something appears near Nathanaël. Faint. Unstable. Alive.They should never meet.For him, touch is a danger. For her, it becomes a necessi...

Beneath the ashes, something is still burning.Torn from her homeland and rejected by the world that takes her in, Asherah learns early that survival is not enough.In the shadows, another path reveals itself.Older. More dangerous.Between desire, power, and inheritance, she moves forward, slowly, inevitably, toward what others fear to name.Because some embers never die.

What if madness were the price of happiness?A man is slowly slipping out of the world. His job, his routines, his sense of self, all unraveling. Only one thing remains: an obsession with a woman who might be real… or merely dreamt. She returns, night after night, ever-shifting, ever-elusive. She knows him better than he knows himself.As the boundaries between reality and reverie begin to blur, strange figures emerge , forgotten archetypes, as if escaped from an ancient deck...