Ronan Frost – författare

The only foothold of mankind outside of Earth is upon Titan, Saturn's largest moon. The colony is buried deep beneath the surface against the storms and within, all is not well. Neglected by Earth, things are slowly falling apart. Times are lean for the three hundred colonists now in the deep sleep of hibernation tiding them over the seven year winter upon the frigid moon. Only a handful are left awake, a skeleton crew within the vastness. Only they are left when things take a dramatic turn, and they must question what it means to be conscious, and the reality that the once bright hope for mankind's legacy for the stars will soon be plunged into eternal darkness.

He found her sister in forty-eight hours. He'll never tell her.When Elise Fontaine walks into a private investigator's office with her life savings and a hand-drawn map of her missing sister's last known movements, she expects a professional. What she gets is Torin Voss—cold, calculating, and dangerously competent.He solves the case in two days. Her sister is alive. Safe. Gone by choice.But Torin doesn't deliver the truth. Instead, he locks the evidence in his glovebox, calls Elise at 2 AM with a fabricated lead, and begins building a web of manufactured threats designed to do one thing: keep her tethered to him until she has nothing left but his voice, his hands, and the investigation that doesn't exist.Fake stakeouts in parked cars at midnight. A terrifying text message sent from a burner phone while she sleeps against his chest. A road trip to a state where her sister has never been. Every breadcrumb pulls Elise deeper into dependency—and deeper into the bed of a man who has weaponized her desperation into devotion.By the time she finds the board—the red string, the photos, the handwritten phases of her own psychological capture—she will have to decide whether the monster who dismantled her life is also the only man who ever truly saw her.This is not a love story. This is a trap.

She came to Crestview Pines to disappear.Clara Hayes chose the quiet suburb for its low crime statistics and its distance from the man who broke her. She chose it for the silence, for the ordinary safety of locked doors and manicured lawns and neighbors who wave from driveways and ask nothing in return.She didn't choose Vaughn Mercer.But Vaughn chose her.The architect next door is everything her ex never was — patient, composed, devastatingly calm. He fixes what breaks. He appears exactly when she needs him. He makes her feel, for the first time in years, like someone is keeping her safe.He is.He's also the one making her unsafe.What Clara doesn't know is that Vaughn has been watching since before she unpacked her first box. He cut the wire in her car. He loosened the lock on her back door. He killed the power while she was in the shower. Every fear she's felt in this house — every trembling, grateful moment she's fallen into his arms — he engineered it.Not to hurt her.To own her.Watching You Breathe is a dark psychological romance about a woman rebuilding herself and the man who decides to be the architect of her new life — whether she consents to the blueprint or not. It is a story about the terrifying distance between protection and control, between gratitude and captivity, and what happens when a woman smart enough to escape one monster walks directly into the arms of a more sophisticated one.This is not a redemption arc. This is a cage built to feel like home.