I'm a versatile storyteller weaving together fantasy, urban fantasy, dark fairy‑tale retellings, historical fantasy, and contemporary drama.
Yes, love pops up — it’s life, after all — but romance isn’t the aim; it’s an ingredient.
You won’t find sweet-for-sweet romance for its own sake. Instead, there’s tension, emotional weight, and genre-bending worlds. It’s life—but with magic, wolves, ghosts, and the occasional heartache.
My stories include straight, queer, or platonic love because humans (even magical ones) live, breathe, and connect.
The heart of my work. Whether set in ancient ruins or modern streets, magic is always just under the surface — personal, powerful, and often dangerous.
Modern worlds with hidden magic. Wolves walk in school hallways, witches run bookshops, and ancient curses bleed into suburban living rooms. Real life, but weirder.
Grim, sensual, and sharp-edged spins on classic stories. Think haunted mermaids, manipulative princes, and monsters who deserve your love — or fear.
Magic stitched into real-world timelines — plagues, wars, or revolutions with witches, seers, or shapeshifters in the margins. History meets myth, politics meets prophecy.
Raw, emotional, grounded stories about identity, grief, trauma, love, and survival. Real people, real stakes, often soaked in quiet heartbreak or social friction.
I write:
Straight romance
Queer romance (m/m, f/f, enby pairings)
Platonic soul-bond stories
But romance is never the full story. It’s woven into the bigger plot — mystery, survival, emotional evolution. Love is complex and alive, not formulaic.
Secrets, lies, murders — sometimes human, sometimes not. Investigations often tangled with emotional stakes, generational trauma, or magical consequences.
The monsters may be real. Or they may live in you. I lean into dread, emotional unraveling, and the creeping kind of horror that lingers long after the final page.
Fast-paced plots that twist, burn, or spiral. My thrillers tend to mix emotional stakes with danger — someone’s lying, someone’s hunting, and someone’s about to snap.
I write stories where gender roles, family dynamics, trauma, class, or queerness aren’t just flavor — they're part of the structure. Always subtle, never preachy.
Hey, I’m Aleksandra Kozar—romance author, chaos architect, and mother of twins who sometimes scream like banshees and sometimes just are. I write love stories that bite back: fantasy full of myth and mayhem, sports romance with emotional bruises, shifter alphas who don't know what hit them, and dark tales where even the happy endings have teeth.
My books are for the reader who wants found family and found fury, big feelings and bigger messes, and romantic tension thick enough to drown in.
You don’t have to pick one flavor of chaos. I never do.
Ariadne Locke doesn’t believe in fate.
She believes in blood, silence, and keeping her family small, sharp, and inconveniently loyal.
Liam Westwood thought he was volunteering for a hunt — maybe revenge, maybe redemption. What he got was a banshee with a voice that can split the Veil, a witch cult whispering his name, and a team of misfits who’ve already claimed each other in ways he can’t explain.
They don’t trust him. Ariadne barely speaks to him. And something old and hungry is echoing her scream across the city.
She’s not what he expected.
And that might be the most dangerous thing of all.