Ravalance

Nathaniel

I know control.

I know how to hold it, weaponize it, and keep every weakness buried where no one can use it against me.

Then Avery Quinn starts pushing.

She is brilliant, infuriating, and far too pleased by every reaction she drags out of me. She gets beneath my skin on purpose. Steps into my space like she belongs there. Looks at me as though I am a problem she intends to solve with her hands.

And my body betrays me every fucking time.

I want her attention. Her mouth. The sharp hitch in her breathing when I move too close. I want to feel her composure break beneath my hands, but only because she chooses to give it to me.

The rivalry should make her an opponent. Instead, every trial teaches my body another part of her. The way she moves. The way her pulse changes. The dark warmth of her scent against heated skin.

My magic learns her too. Ravalance allows me to adapt beneath pressure, but the longer Avery pushes against me, the more my entire system begins to reshape itself around her. I can sense her before I see her. Reach for her before I have decided to move. Want her long after the competition ends.

I thought obsession was the dangerous part.

I was wrong.

Because wanting Avery Quinn is becoming instinct.

And somewhere between fighting her, touching her, and waiting for her to choose me, I begin to realize that losing control would be nothing compared to losing her.

Ravalance is the sixth and final book in an interconnected romantasy series, where each installment follows a different couple within the same emotionally chaotic friend group. Expect returning characters, evolving relationships, layered magic systems, and romance arcs that continue unfolding across the series.