NEEKHAM

She sees the future. He’s a soldier from a dead star. Their love was never supposed to exist—but it refused to die. Sophia Hart has a secret: she sees flashes of the future. But she can never change them. That is, until she meets a man who shouldn't exist. Ethan Starling—calm, gentle, and impossibly handsome—is an alien commander whose home galaxy was destroyed. On Earth, he wants only peace. But when their paths cross during a bizarre AI attack, Sophia discovers that her visions and his past are terrifyingly connected. Thrown into a deadly hunt for a cosmic crystal, they find themselves trapped in a virtual world that loops again and again. Every time, Ethan sacrifices himself to save her. Every time, Sophia forgets him. And every time, he comes back. 716 times. He has waited in a remote cabin for seven years, watching her sleep, reading her bad jokes, hoping for one more glimpse of her eyes. Now, the loop is about to close one final time. Will she wake up to a love that has outlasted galaxies? Or will the stars finally fall silent?

“On the field, he’s the untouchable golden-boy quarterback. At home, he’s my off-limits stepbrother. And in the dark, he’s my most dangerous addiction.” Moving to the US for college was supposed to be a fresh start. Staying at my father’s house for the summer was just a temporary arrangement. I never expected him to be there—Arthur Feller. Standing at 6'4", built like a god, and worshipped by the entire campus, Arthur is everything I should avoid. I thought he despised me. I thought we were enemies destined to ignore each other. I was dead wrong. Behind closed doors in a scorching summer heatwave, his cold facade shatters into an all-consuming, suffocating obsession. Every touch is forbidden. Every stolen kiss is a line crossed. "At school, we don't know me, and I don't know me," I made him promise. "Deal?" He agreed. But_secrets don't stay buried when the heat is this intense. At crowded frat parties, while girls throw themselves at him, his fierce blue eyes track my every move. In dark, locked hallways, his bruised knuckles pin me to the wall, breathless and desperate, wearing my pink hair tie on his wrist. When our forbidden secret is exposed, the guilt forces me to walk away. On campus, Arthur keeps his promise. He brushes past me in the hallway, his cold gaze cutting through me like ice: "Do I know you?" He plays the stranger perfectly. But on a rain-soaked night, he corners me against my door, his strong arms locking me in his embrace. "Don't tell me you regret breaking up with me," he rasps, his voice trembling with years of suppressed longing before his lips brutally claim mine. "Tell me, Joanne. Tell me you missed me."