NILA JAVA radiated confidence and everything that came with it. Standing her ground throughout high school, she continues to do the same in college making sure everyone knew who she was. Nila was a man's wet dream and wouldn't even have to blink before getting noticed in a room. She knew what she wanted and wouldn't tolerate disrespect from anyone who dared. Nila prided herself in being an extrovert, always having an easygoing personality, able to make friends with whoever and become easily favoured with the click of her fingers. Except for one. Her best friend's older brother. MAIKEL MARQUEZ was known as the college's golden boy being loved by many and over the course of four years, gained himself a reputation along side his best friend. He was outgoing, charming and not to mention a total heartbreaker. Girls wanted to be with him and boys wanted to be him, but not everyone could be as loved as him. From childhood, Maikel has always had an unknown problem with Nila. Ever since five, they've become sworn enemies and stuck to that promise over the years into adolescence. Two people have never hated each other more than Maikel and Nila. However, when a mutually beneficial deal strikes between the two, they find themselves slowly overcoming their strong hatred for one another. It's no surprise they were both attracted to each other, but were those desires enough to diminish their problem of being unable to stand each other? 𝐌𝐀𝐓𝐔𝐑𝐄. 𝐃𝐨𝐧'𝐭 𝐜𝐨𝐩𝐲 𝐦𝐲 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐤.

St. Farlington's Manor. The most prestigious boarding school in England. Veneered with disciple, prosperity and class, it also hides a dark underbelly of sordid activity. There's a rule breaker lurking in ever hallway, and I happened to stumble upon the worst one. Draven Whittemore. The self appointed, conceited king of SFM. Underneath his navy blazer, oxford loafers is a cruel elite. I despised him. Anger and hatred were held like a thread between us, both pulling on it recklessly. Arguments at prep meetings, and stolen glares present at all times. I vowed I'd never let him get away with his foolish antics. Him being my biggest enemy only ignited the fire in me; an ocean of abhorrence so deep, I couldn't let myself drown. He knows my secrets-uses them to keep me grounded channeling power over me with his wicked smirks, however I knew this. We have all something we're hiding, no one is innocent. It's only a matter of time before the demeanours crack and secrets are spilled. The cover is made by me! ©VanillaLust