are you aloud to recycle titles from previous post that belong to you if they werent used
As in when suggesting new titles for the next person?
yes
Yeah, I do it pretty often. I usually wait a while before using them, but honestly it doesn’t matter that much.
Until the cold snaps
humanity’s last hope lies buried beneath the icy surface of a distant planet on the brink of an eternal winter. As the relentless cold threatens to extinguish all life, a team of intrepid explorers embarks on a perilous mission to unlock the secrets hidden beneath the frozen landscape.
Among them is Commander [name_f]Anya[/name_f] [name_m]Jensen[/name_m], Dr. [name_m]Keegan[/name_m] [name_m]Hayes[/name_m], and Lieutenant [name_m]Hollis[/name_m] [name_m]Reynolds[/name_m], but the frozen wasteland holds more than just icy terrain. As the team delves deeper into the frozen abyss, they uncover chilling remnants of an ancient civilization and disturbing evidence of a long-forgotten catastrophe.
As time slips away and the icy grip tightens, the three of them must unveil the truth behind the planet’s frozen fate before time freezes forever.
“Until the Cold Snaps” is a heart-pounding tale of suspense and survival, where the cold bites deeper than bone and every breath could be your last and every minute is precious.
Next titles: sorrowsong: the ancient veil, or reverie(book one in the shadows of [name_f]Mirage[/name_f] quartet)
Sorrowsong: The Ancient [name_f]Veil[/name_f]
[name_m]Nathan[/name_m] pours almost the entire bottle of water over the deep scratches in my arm, giving me a suspicious look. Almost like he doesn’t already know that I am not meant to be fighting on this side.
I don’t understand it. How he can be my twin, and yet not be viewed as a traitor. We look so similar… could he have taken so much more of our dad?
Of course he has. I’m a monster in his eyes, after all.
Since learning the truth about his decidedly inhuman heritage — as in being half human in one of the more convoluted ways — [name_m]Elliot[/name_m] Crowe’s already complicated life has just spiralled even further out of control. Which is impressive, really.
Maybe he’s more talented than he thought.
Mastering the song of the underworld, on the other hand, has not been so easy. But now it matters more than ever, because Elliot’s attempts at working out how to banish the monsters seemingly stalking every move his friends make (and his family, but mostly that’s actually just on them) are just making everything worse. As he predicted, to be clear, not that anyone was listening to him.
So when he learns of another option, one that seems a thousand times less risky than actively using his monster-attracting musical gift, he’s sure it’s the better solution. [name_m]Even[/name_m] if it pretty much involves his death becoming even more certain.
But nothing can possibly be worse than risking the lives of those he cares about… or can it?
Next: No Rest For The Wicked or Into The Deep
Deepsong
What would I add on to Deepsong so it fits with Sorrowsong — The Ancient [name_f]Veil[/name_f] (since this is obviously the sequel in this ‘series’ I’ve just created)? I’m reading the blurb I made for that and I’m drawing a blank. Would probably help to have like, written the story, but that’s the sensible thing and when do I do the sensible thing?
Into the Deep
There are rules to living underwater: always swim in pairs, limit exertion to save oxygen, and don’t go where the light can’t reach.
Twins [name_m]Viliamu[/name_m] and Vairea are experts at following the rules. It’s everything they’ve ever known on this water planet where their ancestors crashed. But tensions have been rising with the merpeople who saved them and provided them with the tech they needed to survive all those generations ago. Especially when a sickness strikes that the humans are immune to. Accusations fly, and so do weapons. With the oxygen supply depleting—along with the population of people who know how to cultivate it—Amu and [name_f]Rea[/name_f] are out of options.
They have to break the rules.
And swim down into the deepest trench to search for their ancestors’ ship.
Into the Deep is an adrenaline-pumping sci fi thriller about trust, hope, and survival in a breathtaking, perilous world that isn’t designed for you, with tropes such as found family, ride-or-die siblings, ragtag crew of misfits, and a race against time.
Please be very proud of me. I chose the name Vairea because it means “sparkling water.” I searched SO HARD for a name with that exact meaning. I didn’t care which sibling got it, I just needed one to be named after sunlight sparkling on the surface of the ocean. I just think it’s neat.
NEXT:
Galaxies Apart or [name_f]Sun[/name_f], [name_f]Earth[/name_f], [name_m]Hemlock[/name_m] or Where We Come to Die
Galaxies apart
Evren Quincy, an intrepid astronaut from the distant reaches of the helios spiral, finds herself marooned on a desolate planet after her spacecraft malfunctions during a routine mission. With dwindling supplies and no means of communication, she faces the daunting reality of survival in an alien landscape.
Meanwhile, in the Andromeda Galaxy, Captain Veda Rennix leads her crew aboard the starship Orion, exploring uncharted realms beyond the reaches of known space. When their vessel encounters a rift in the fabric of spacetime, Veda is thrust into a dimension where time flows differently, separating her from her crew and stranding her in an unfamiliar corner of the universe.
As Evren and Veda grapple with the solitude of their respective predicaments, they discover eerie parallels between their worlds. Drawn together by the unseen forces of the cosmos, they embark on a journey across galaxies, navigating treacherous celestial phenomena and encountering enigmatic beings along the way.
United by a shared quest for understanding and a desire to find their way home, Evren and Veda must confront the mysteries of the universe and unlock the secrets that bind their destinies across the vast expanse of space and time.
Galaxies Apart is a heartwarming sci-fi romance like no other; It will enchant readers with its spellbinding adventure, richly crafted worlds, and profound exploration of love and destiny amidst the vastness of space. As Evren and Veda’s bond deepens amidst the stars, their journey becomes not only a quest for survival but also a testament to the resilience of the human spirit and the transformative power of love. Prepare to be swept away on an extraordinary odyssey through galaxies unknown, where every twist and turn reveals the enduring magic of the universe and the timeless allure of true love.
Next titles: chronicles of the aether: shadowed realms or ashenfell’s Reckoning: blades of honor or because again im felling spicy (one I’ve already suggested): reverie (book one in the mirage quartet) (alos just wanna see what yall might do with it)
Reverie - Book One in the Shadows of Mirage Quartet
18-year-old Reverie has only ever known the eternal red horizon of Jupiter and the storms that rain acid on an already dead landscape. Growing up in the ruins of a once thriving space station, she has stopped hoping for the day communications are restored and her long-forgotten parents, will return from what was supposed to be a regular patrol mission.
Until one day, the communication station comes to life, whirring, thrumming, hissing until a hazy mayday sounds over the airwaves. In the space of an hour, the scattered remains of human survival gather once more around a battered spaceship from their ancestral homeland - Earth.
Three of the five crew survive the journey, the small community gathering to help, but the secrets these explorers hold are far more dangerous than anything they have encountered before.
Can Reverie uncover the secrets in time to save the only home she’s ever known? And why does she feel the crews arrival is connected with her parent’s disappearance?
Fool’s Quest - Book Two in the Mirage Quartet or Wine Drunk
Your take on Galaxies Apart is EVERYTHING. I love dual perspectives like this, and the fact that it’s in SPACE makes it so much better. [name_m]Ah[/name_m], I would read this in a heartbeat. (And it’s a romance!! )
I gave it my all I’m glad you like it.
So, uh, fair warning — the title is very tenuous for this one…
Wine Drunk
The contents of the jiffy slosh as Mum gently pries the envelope open, and just as I open my mouth to ask her why she’s opening something very clearly addressed to me she tosses it aside with a scream.
I don’t scream, but that might be a problem.
Because there’s blood, a lot of it, and most of it is on me.
When seventeen-year-old [name_f]Quinn[/name_f] [name_m]Hastings[/name_m] is invited to feature on an episode of maybe the worst-named true crime podcast they’ve ever heard of ([name_m]Midnight[/name_m] Mysteries — nobody would listen to their drivel in the dark and even the people behind it record during the day), they have their doubts. But after a somewhat blurry weekend involving a surprising amount of underage drinking and some ridiculous theories about [name_m]Jack[/name_m] the Ripper’s identity, [name_f]Quinn[/name_f] isn’t particularly sure about anything.
Because they know they’re missing time, and the last time that happened was a problem.
After the episode airs, though, things go from worrying to downright terrifying. Receiving an envelope full of blood is one thing. [name_f]An[/name_f] envelope full of blood with a bizarre word of advice signed from an old friend is another.
And venturing into the murky area of Quinn’s past the answers are hiding in might just be the only way to find answers…
Next: The Blood of Time or Moondust
The Blood Of Time
[name_f]Mary[/name_f] could hear the drip, drip, drip, when she was in her house on [name_m]Clark[/name_m] [name_f]Street[/name_f], but she had no idea where it was coming from. She searched all over her house for the source, thinking maybe a faucet had been left on. After deciding she was imagining things, since no one else could hear it, she learned to ignore it. But one day she decided to clear out the attic, where she found an old pendulum clock. Blood was dripping from the pendulum, seemingly coming from nowhere. A drop of the blood splashed onto her lip, and then the hallucinations started. She could see the inner workings of time.
Sixteen-year-old [name_f]Lilac[/name_f] has always been told to stay away from the crazy old woman on [name_m]Clark[/name_m] [name_f]Street[/name_f]. But [name_f]Lilac[/name_f] couldn’t help but be fascinated by her. [name_f]Lilac[/name_f] pieces together what happened to [name_f]Mary[/name_f] through listening to the random words and phrases she says, and she searches for a way to help [name_f]Mary[/name_f].
Next: Without You
Without You
“You should’ve been here to see the meteor shower we had last night. It was like stars skittering across the sky. You would’ve loved it…”
*“You should’ve seen Dad’s face at dinner last night when mum announced she was giving up medicine and taking up embroidery as a full-time job. It was a joke of course, but his eyes practically bulged out of his head. You would’ve laughed so hard…”
It’s been two years since Astor’s twin Abel was killed by Jasper Eaton, the stranger that crash landed near their small space station in a forgotten corner of the Red Planet. Two years since their world turned upside down as they search for a new home, without the painful memories attached.
With their 18th birthday looming on the horizon, Astor decides to honor her brother and say goodbye to the only home she’s ever known - by completing their shared bucket list.
As she attempts to complete the 18 Things To Do Before We Turn 18 list, Astor finds a way to cope with her grief by writing him letters before and after every challenge.
She knows he will never hear them, but she’s determined to sit by his grave and read them anyway.
The more challenges she completes, the more old wounds seem to heal and slowly, her family reconnects as they navigate a jagged, new reality without him.
A tale of love, grief and coming-of-age, Without You will both break and heal your heart.
Next titles: Fool’s Errand or A Question of Love and Triangles
Fool’s Errand
“Alex, listen to me.”
He turns, flames gathered at his fingertips. I can’t help the way my glare softens into the same old look of curiosity it’s always been around him, the all-too lovable idiot.
It takes me about thirty seconds to decide against thinking more about that.
Tarotist [name_f]Eden[/name_f] [name_f]Fortuna[/name_f] has always known what the future held for them. Always. For as long as they can remember, drawing their own cards gave them the same result, the promise of freedom, and it always seemed miles out of reach.
Until [name_m]Alexander[/name_m] [name_m]Madden[/name_m] walked into their life and changed everything.
Now, [name_f]Eden[/name_f] and [name_m]Alex[/name_m] are both on the run, both hiding from names far more threatening than their own. But while [name_m]Alex[/name_m] is known to the country as the [name_m]Ace[/name_m], [name_f]Eden[/name_f] has become the Devil themselves… and despite [name_m]Alex[/name_m] absolutely being the more dangerous one, it’s [name_f]Eden[/name_f] who’s public enemy number one.
As the pair struggle to keep themselves out of danger, however, [name_f]Eden[/name_f] notices something unsettling in their cards — every single one has changed, and the only thing in their future seems to be disaster, though their present might just be worse.
With everything they thought they knew about their path falling apart, [name_f]Eden[/name_f] is sure of just one thing: fighting fate is a fool’s errand.
Next: [name_m]Dusk[/name_m] and [name_f]Soul[/name_f] or Lost Ones
Dusk and Soul
Dusk is lost and hopelessly in love in a situation that could hurt him and his lover, Soul. if his secret was found out what would the world think. An orphan boy loving a rich boy, who has ever heard of that?
Soulus, or Soul, is living his best life and is loving it, but it all unfolds when he finds out that his crush Dusk, likes him. Dusk is an orphan boy and that's all Soul can think about, what would the world, and most of all his family, think of him, a rich boy, liking a poor boy.
Next: Do you hear the music?
[name_f]Do[/name_f] You Hear The [name_f]Music[/name_f]?
“Can you hear that?” Mom asked.
“Hear what?” I replied.
“The music. [name_f]Do[/name_f] you hear the music?”
The soft sound of music filled Aurora’s head, and it never seemed to stop. It was the same tune, that she had heard over and over again. It was the same tune her mom would always hum in her last year, always asking if anyone else could hear the music. And now [name_f]Aurora[/name_f] was hearing the same thing. She tries to reason with herself that it is only a memory of her mother, but at the same time, she doesn’t believe that for a moment. And there is only a month until the music would have been in her head for a year. That’s how long it was with her mother. Desperate to find out what the music means, and how to save herself, [name_f]Aurora[/name_f] sets out to find the wizard in the legends, [name_m]Darin[/name_m], who may have the answers she is looking for.
Next: Stay Still. Avoid Detection.
are you chill with me using deepsong in one of my next titles
Honestly, sure.
Stay still
When renowned forensic psychologist Dr. [name_f]Morgan[/name_f] [name_f]Quinn[/name_f] is called to a remote town to investigate a series of chilling murders, she finds herself thrust into a twisted world of obsession and deceit. As the body count rises and the killer’s motives become increasingly sinister, [name_f]Morgan[/name_f] must race against time to uncover the truth before she becomes the next victim.
But as [name_f]Morgan[/name_f] delves deeper into the twisted mind of the killer, she realizes that the truth may be more horrifying than she ever imagined. With danger lurking around every corner and trust in short supply, [name_f]Morgan[/name_f] must confront her own demons and outmaneuver a cunning adversary who will stop at nothing to protect their dark secrets.
In this heart-pounding thriller "Stay Still,"The secrets buried in the shadows come to light, igniting a deadly game of cat and mouse where every move could be your last.
Next titles : deepsong: the ancient echo or sparrow (or viridian) book two of the mirage quartet