He belongs to the world. She doesn’t. When Y/N meets Andrew Hozier-Byrne before one of his shows, she’s determined to treat him like any other customer. He, however, has no intention of treating her like any other girl. One coffee becomes a number exchange. A number becomes endless texts. And soon, the distance between tour stops doesn’t feel quite so far away. But Y/N is falling for a man she barely knows—and Andrew has a side of himself he doesn’t show the world. Because when the lights go down and the applause fades, Hozier becomes someone entirely different. And Y/N is about to find out just how dangerous it can be to fall for the man behind the music.
When Y/N gets a text from a number she doesn’t recognize, she almost ignores it. Instead, she answers—and finds herself talking to a complete stranger who accidentally messaged the wrong person. What she doesn’t know is that the stranger on the other end is Harry Styles. What starts as a simple texting mistake quickly turns into late-night conversations, inside jokes, secrets, and a connection neither of them expected. For once, Harry gets to talk to someone who doesn’t see him as a superstar—and Y/N finds herself falling for the person behind the fame. But eventually, texts have to become real life. And when the wrong number finally leads to the right person, Y/N has to figure out whether their connection can survive outside the safety of a screen.
Spencer Reid can explain almost anything. Human behavior. Criminal minds. Statistical probability. The likelihood of finding a serial killer based on a handful of seemingly meaningless details. But Claire Sullivan? She doesn’t make sense. As the BAU’s newest intern, Claire expects long hours, impossible cases, and a lot to prove. She doesn’t expect Spencer Reid to become her favorite part of the job. He’s brilliant. Kind. Quietly funny. And completely off-limits. So they don’t talk about the way they look at each other. Or the late-night texts that somehow stop feeling professional. Or the rides home that neither of them seems eager to end. They both know better. They just don’t know how much longer they can pretend. Because sometimes the one variable you can’t account for is the one that changes everything.
