Bound by Stitches Series by Quinn Hawthorne, Mae Celeste

It started with two antique dolls. No names. No warnings. Just glass eyes and the kind of silence that watches. Since then, I’ve been missing time. Waking up in clothes I don’t remember putting on. Eating meals I don’t recall making. Smiling with someone else’s mouth. My therapist says it’s dissociation. A trauma response. But trauma doesn’t leave bite marks on your thighs. Doesn’t whisper in your voice. Doesn’t make your hands move without permission. They say I’m unraveling... moreIt started with two antique dolls. No names. No warnings. Just glass eyes and the kind of silence that watches. Since then, I’ve been missing time. Waking up in clothes I don’t remember putting on. Eating meals I don’t recall making. Smiling with someone else’s mouth. My therapist says it’s dissociation. A trauma response. But trauma doesn’t leave bite marks on your thighs. Doesn’t whisper in your voice. Doesn’t make your hands move without permission. They say I’m unraveling. But I’m not so sure. Because someone is taking care of me. Feeding me. Bathing me. Touching me like they own every inch of skin I used to call mine. And when I close my eyes, I feel them watching. Loving. Waiting. The world used to worship them. Now, they worship me. Maybe I’m insane. Maybe I’m possessed. Or maybe this is what devotion really feels like. Either way… my body isn’t mine anymore. And the worst part? I’m starting to like it. Welcome to the Bound by Stitches universe. This standalone dark romance follows a girl who isn't sure if she's haunted, delusional, or chosen—and the porcelain dolls that might just be gods. Seams of Twilight is a descent into unreliable narration, possession-as-devotion, and belief as power. With haunting intimacy, fractured reality, and worship that borders on obsession, this is a story stitched together by shadows, whispered promises, and golden-threaded madness. Each book in the series stands alone, exploring a new heroine, a new haunting, and the doll—or dolls—who refuse to stay quiet. Read in any order. Believe at your own risk. less

I was never supposed to remember this soon. Not like this. Not all at once. Not with the world already unraveling thread by thread before they were even awake. Four dolls. Four forces of destruction. Four men who were never supposed to feel love, let alone crave it. They weren’t made for mercy. They were made to reset the world when humanity rotted too deep. And yet. .. they look at me like I’m the only reason they don’t want to burn it all down. The thing is? They already have... moreI was never supposed to remember this soon. Not like this. Not all at once. Not with the world already unraveling thread by thread before they were even awake. Four dolls. Four forces of destruction. Four men who were never supposed to feel love, let alone crave it. They weren’t made for mercy. They were made to reset the world when humanity rotted too deep. And yet. .. they look at me like I’m the only reason they don’t want to burn it all down. The thing is? They already have. Over and over again. Every time I’m reborn, I find them. Every time, I try to save them from what they’re meant to become. Last time, I sealed them in ceramic. Last time, I tried to keep them quiet. But purpose doesn’t go quietly. Now the cracks are showing. The old instincts are waking. And I’m being hunted—for who I am, for what I know, and for who I keep bringing back with me. Because love was never part of the prophecy. And each time,. I find them. Even if it means the end of everything. Welcome to the Bound by Stitches universe. Each standalone in this dark paranormal romance series introduces a new heroine, a new haunting, and the dolls that were never meant to wake. Whether they're forgotten gods, sealed horsemen, or cursed souls stitched into ceramic, each book blends horror, obsession, and devotion in a story that unravels the line between love and madness. Read in any order. Believe at your own risk. less

He’s a cracked porcelain demon wrapped in gold and wrath, and he was never meant to be touched—. But now he’s awake. Blurb reforging itself… coming soon.

He was stitched together by madness and malice, and every crooked grin dares you to play. Blurb caught mid-chaos… it’s coming.

One wants to burn the world down. The other wants to freeze time. And neither of them is used to sharing. Blurb heating up (and icing over)… coming soon.