Project Runway 2025 Novels & Stories

“Muse, huh? Don’t exaggerate.” “I never exaggerate,” Jake said with a wicked grin. “Okay, maybe just a little—but only because you deserve it. You’ve no idea the kind of attention you’re about to walk into. The campaign is massive. Billboards, digital spreads, storefront banners. You’ll be on the lips of every fashion editor from here to Milan." Across from them, Delphine, said in her calm melodic voice, “Jake is not exaggerating. The board has been searching for a face that is… timeless, but new. Strong, but feminine. When they saw Aurelia’s portfolio, the decision was immediate.”

“It’s a huge risk. We’re relying on philanthropic grants and a very small margin from partnering with aid organizations. The financial runway is… short.” Clarkson leaned back on his hands, looking out the big salon window at the serene cove. "The shortest runway I've ever had was the one back to my own gilded cage. I'll take a short, honest runway anytime over an infinite, gilded one." He looked again at Jonah. "Continue."