Hi. I'm Amir.
I read too much.

I finished Fourth Wingat 4 AM on a Tuesday and then lay there staring at the ceiling for another hour because there was nowhere to put the feeling. Anyone who reads romantasy or romance or dark academia knows this moment. You close the book. The feeling remains. And you cannot text anyone about it because they won't get it.

That same week I tried to find a candle that matched how that book made me feel. I typed “enemies to lovers candle” into Etsy and got 400 results, none of which actually smelled like anything. Cranberry? Pine? What are we doing?

So I did what any sane person would do: I bought $300 of fragrance oils and a soy wax melter and started making my own. The first attempt was a disaster. The second was worse. The eighth finally smelled like something. The twenty-first was Slow Burn, and when I lit it next to my Kindle I felt the specific thing I'd been trying to make happen.

Folio is the result of two years of that. Five candles. Five tropes. Every one of them tested by the most honest focus group on earth: my BookTok group chat. If they said “no that's not what enemies to lovers smells like,” back to the bench.

These candles are for the people who highlight in pen. Who know exactly what chapter it was. Who sometimes need to put the book down and just sitwith it for a minute. If that's you, welcome to the library.

— Amir, head librarian