ROOM 11 · THE PRIVATE GALLERY

Room of
Romance.

Five covers. Five doors into stories of choice, memory, devotion, and the difficult art of staying.

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SELINA · 132 PAGES

First Flower

A woven romance of cloth, choice, and the courage to keep one’s own name.

“This seam didn’t fail,” she said. “It reported.”

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The sail arrived before the man did.

Four dockhands carried it uphill between them, bundled around a spar and bound with enough blue cord to moor a fishing boat. It struck the frame of Selina’s door, shook dust from the lintel, and knocked the little brass bell onto the floor.

Selina looked at the bell. Then at the sail. Then at the four apologetic dockhands.

“Take it outside.”

ZARA · 80 PAGES

Buku Cinta Kapten

A hospital K-drama about precision, trust, and choosing to stay.

“Look first,” Zara said.

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Rain struck the ambulance bay hard enough to turn the glass doors into grey water. Inside, Hospital Sufardi was bright, awake, and pretending not to be tired.

Dr Karl Sufardi stood beside the vending machine with a paper cup of iced tea and a plastic fork suspended over mee goreng. The first siren cut through the corridor.

“Where is Zara?”

“Behind you,” said a woman already pulling on gloves.

RACHEL · 122 PAGES

Fall for Me Again

An English romantic comedy about memory, agency, and falling by choice.

“Do you have an appointment?”

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The first thing Rachel said to the love of her life was, “Do you have an appointment?”

Kapten stood in the doorway with two cups of tea and the expression of a man who had brought flowers to a customs inspection.

“Sayang.”

She glanced at the nameplate on her desk. “Rachel, actually.”

BABY V · 35 PAGES

One Lane Only

A compact cyberpunk romance stitched through black paper, indigo light, and honest provenance.

“They think the file is the body.”

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Rain struck the workshop roof hard enough to wake the indigo pigment sleeping in the cloth.

The unfinished SU-RT01 jacket brightened on Loom 03, blue veins moving through black batik as if the night had found a pulse.

Kapten raised both arms while the cutter pinned the sleeves. The sample was broad through the chest and belly, but the fabric caught beneath his shoulders.

“Ketiak,” he said.

NO, KAPTEN · VOLUME I

No, Kapten

The opening volume of a romance series about a captain, a seamstress, and an invitation that refuses to stay ornamental.

“You brought a house to my door.”

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The sail arrived before the man did.

By the time Hykarl reached the top of the hill, the sail lay open across the sun-warmed stones. It was enormous: cream canvas, indigo edging, twelve radial panels arranged around a lantern worked in gold thread.

At the lower corner, the cloth had split along a seam.

Hykarl came up the hill as though the hill had been built to announce him.

Room ofRomance.

First Flower

Buku Cinta Kapten

Fall for Me Again

One Lane Only

No, Kapten

Room of
Romance.