September 24th, 2026
Home | Log in!
❤ ❤ ❤ ❤ ❤
Welcome to FreshFiction

Are you a reader
or an author?

Help us personalize your experience. Choose your role below.
You can always change this later using the switcher button.

or

You can switch anytime using the floating button.

Limited Time Fresh Fiction Access

Exclusive Marketing Opportunities for Authors

Curious about how Fresh Access helps authors gain more visibility and connect with active readers?

Discover premium promotional opportunities, enhanced exposure, and author-focused services designed to help your books stand out.

Read More →
On Top Shelf
Fresh Pick
MEET CUTE MAGIC
📚 New Books This Week 📰 Latest News 🎪 Reader Games

Snowbound secrets, shifter wars, family lies, and epic battles — September delivers it all.

Slideshow image


slideshow image
Some promises cost you the one you love.

Test section:

slideshow image
The Temple of Kronos wants her dead. The Stoneslayer wants her destroyed. Neither will have her.

Test section:

slideshow image
A poisoned cousin, a five-year-old's life, and a family with too many secrets.

Test section:

slideshow image
Betrayal runs in her blood. Justice runs in his. Together, they burn it all down.

Test section:

slideshow image
"ANOTHER WINNER!"
From New York Times
Bestselling Cleo Coyle

Test section:

slideshow image
Running from her past, she finds a killer, a protector, and her faith.

Random & Rare by Cat Porter

Purchase

Add to Wish List


Also by Cat Porter:

Random & Rare, March 2015
e-Book

RANDOM & RARE
By: Cat Porter

Self Published
March 2015
On Sale: March 10, 2015
ISBN: 0046619879
EAN: 2940046619874
Kindle: B00TISOZLU
e-Book
Add to Wish List

Romance Contemporary

I am that gash in her soul. Once I loved Grace, really loved her. And she loved me, and it was so fucking beautiful. Once. That pendulum swings to and fro. We’re here, and then we’re— No. How can that rare beautiful be rendered irrelevant, intangible when I still feel so damn much? Does all that energy, that glory, that significance simply dissolve? Turn to smoke? To nothing? It can’t. It just can’t. Are the moments that shape us absolutely random? Is time not fluid? I made promises to them, to her. Especially to her. Promises I still burn to keep.

© 2003-2026 off-the-edge.net  all rights reserved Privacy Policy