Naomi Housner is America's newest First Lady-polished, composed, untouchable. Behind the cameras, she's trapped in a marriage that's been breaking her for years. When the cracks start showing through her perfect poker face, Naomi does the one thing she's never been allowed to do: ask for help. One "private session" turns into a secret she can't afford to keep... because her therapist is Grant Lennox-Washington's most discreet, most in-demand inner-circle doctor. He's trained to listen. She's trained to lie. And in a world where reputations are currency, the truth could ruin a presidency and the kind of love that was never supposed to exist.

Nova Sinclair has always been the kind of woman who gives everything she has. Caring, hardworking, and determined, she spent years working as a nanny, believing that love and loyalty could fix almost anything. After leaving her longtime nanny position to start a new chapter and quietly pay off debts she's kept hidden from everyone, Nova is determined to never return to childcare again. Desperate for financial stability, she reluctantly accepts one last nanny job working for the elusive billionaire oil tycoon, Malek Makemi, a widowed father raising his two young children alone. Cold, emotionally distant, and still haunted by the death of his late wife, Malek has convinced himself that love died with her. The only thing either of them expected was a professional arrangement. When a family crisis, relentless media attention, and a high-stakes business deal force them into a fake engagement, they sign a contract with one simple rule: no feelings, no complications, and no breaking the terms. But as Nova becomes the heart of Malek's broken family, the lines between obligation and genuine affection begin to blur. The contract that was supposed to protect them may become the very thing that tears them apart. In a world of billion-dollar empires, painful secrets, and second chances, can two broken hearts rewrite the terms of a contract neither of them expected to change their lives?

Zina Fletcher has always been a force to be reckoned with. Armed with a razor-sharp intellect and a scholarship, she's a new student at the prestigious Jackson Academy-an elite world of old money, unspoken rules, and the kind of subtle racism that's more dangerous than any overt insult. As the only Black student, Zina knows she's a walking contradiction in a place that wants to put her in a box. Mateo Cobalt is Jackson Academy's golden boy. He's brilliant, popular, and a legacy student whose life is a carefully planned path to success. He's never had to question his place in the world or the systemic privilege that put him there. But when an academic competition forces the two rivals to become partners, they must confront not only their differences, but the world that wants to keep them apart. As Zina challenges Mateo's naive worldview and Mateo defends her against the insidious prejudice of his peers, their intellectual rivalry sparks an undeniable connection. But in a school where appearances are everything, falling for each other might just be the most brilliant, and dangerous, decision they could ever make.

​Amari Brown is a struggling nursing student who only cares about graduating, but her world shifts when she meets her cold, billionaire professor, Luca Russo. Luca is a protective single father who lives by strict rules-until the intense chemistry with his student forces him to risk it all. What starts as forbidden tension in the classroom quickly spirals into a heated, secret romance. Now, they must navigate a brewing scandal and the shadows of Luca's legacy to protect the family they've started to build. Some lessons are meant to be broken.

𝗦𝗜𝗖𝗞 𝗘𝗗𝗚𝗘 ❆ "Move, Carlisle." I kept my chin lifted, refusing to look away from the center of the ice. He didn't budge. Instead, a massive, bruised hand slammed flat against the cold glass beside my head, caging me in. The freezing air of the empty 2:00 AM arena suddenly felt suffocating. "You smile at everyone else like they hung the moon, Nadia," he murmured, his voice a low, vicious scrape. "But you look at me like I'm dirt." He leaned in, his chest brushing mine, his mouth stopping a breath away from my jaw. He left a smear of blood from his split lip on my pristine collar. "Keep looking at me like that," he whispered. "See what it makes me do." ⛸️ 𝑵𝒂𝒅𝒊𝒂 𝑭𝒂𝒍𝒍 has one rule: absolute perfection. If she loses her figure skating scholarship, she loses everything. She doesn't have time for distractions, and she certainly doesn't have time for the suspended, feral enforcer of the university's hockey team who steals her late-night ice time. 𝑽𝒂𝒖𝒈𝒉𝒏 𝑪𝒂𝒓𝒍𝒊𝒔𝒍𝒆 is the university's star but brutal hockey player. Comes from old-money roots, built for violence, and entirely unhinged. He's used to people either bowing to his wealth or cowering from his temper. But Nadia? She just rolls her eyes and tells him to get out of her way. That was her first mistake. Now, Vaughn isn't just taking up her rink. He's watching her. Stalking her. Discovering the secret, raw passions she hides from the world. And he's decided that her flawless, untouchable world is exactly what he wants to shatter, and he won't stop until every broken piece belongs to him.

When a bubbly track star meets a grumpy Dutch baller... A college sports romance between two polar opposites.

Serenity has spent nineteen years surviving on her own. No family. No safety net. No reason to trust anyone. Then a school DNA project changes everything. Billionaire lawyer Damian Blackwood discovers he has a daughter he never knew existed, and suddenly Serenity finds herself thrown into a world of luxury, family dinners, and people who care a little too much. She doesn't want a father. She definitely doesn't want siblings. And she absolutely doesn't want to live in a giant mansion with people who keep trying to love her. Unfortunately, nobody seems interested in her opinion. Between an overprotective family, a ridiculously handsome family friend, and a past that refuses to stay buried, Serenity is about to learn that sometimes the hardest thing isn't surviving alone. It's letting people stay.

She worked hard to get where she is and is so proud of herself and the life she is living. Well almost. Falling for a married man is not what she wanted for herself. Kimaya is about to embark on a journey that she herself would have never seen coming. _____________________________________________________________ Be a big girl, Kimaya. I take a deep breath before I rise to my feet and face both men who watch me curiously. I take another deep breath before I rip Aizen's shirt off my body and drop my sweatpants, exposing the white lace set I have on under. Both men sit up straight and eye my body from head to toe. "I want both of you," I say shyly. "So soon?" They both ask in disbelief. "Yes."

"Stop apologising." So I did. Then I apologised for stopping. I'm the girl who eats lunch alone and tells herself she chose it. A girl who's never been kissed, who hides behind books and oversized jumpers and a smile that says please don't look at me. Malakai Vashko looks at me anyway. Six foot seven, Russian, with knuckles that never heal and eyes the colour of something cold and far away. He fights men twice his size for money and walks out of rooms without explaining himself to anyone, and his enemies have learned not to come for him. They come for the people standing next to him instead. He told me he didn't need a friend, and to stop looking at him like he might be one. I should have listened. But I'd already caught him trying to buy flowers for someone who couldn't receive them anymore, and something in me understood him before my brain caught up. He hides with silence and fists. I hide with silence and books. I didn't fix him and he didn't save me, but the night I grabbed an underground boxer by the hoodie outside a corner shop and told him to stop, something started that neither of us knew how to end. "I don't do this," he told me. "I don't let people in." He still doesn't smile. But he stayed. ------------------ ⚠️ Mature themes: violence, dark content. No explicit sexual content.

Malika Danai is pressure. Friendly, social, and loved by all, Malika thrives in college and is often seen as a mirage - seemingly real and attainable but disappears when approached. She's a party girl to the core. Loves to drink, flirt, and explore with her best friends, Ayana and Isabella. Her beauty is undeniable. With curly black hair cascading over her shoulders and golden-brown skin that glows no matter where she's at, Malika's presence is impossible to ignore. Her dark brown eyes often sparks with mischief, and her full two-toned lips often curves into teasing grins that hints at secrets she rarely shares. Malika excels at a lot of things but she was never the study type. She prayed the night before exams and hoped that her grades would at least give her a passing score and somehow, that always worked. Until now... Her grades are barely holding on- good enough to pass, but not good enough for a sorority like the Alpha Kappa Alpha (AKA). She wants to join. No she needs to. It's the only way she can prove to her mother that she's worth it. And she'll do whatever it takes. Even if it means casting her pride aside to get help from the boy who loathes her existence. Meanwhile... Theo Sinclair is a weapon. An academic weapon that nobody can beat. Coming from an old money family where the expectations and bars are set high, Theo surpasses them all and is often pushed towards greatness by his family. Yet he has a big flaw: boredom. Because of his uncaring attitude towards everything and everyone around him, Theo is often alone. Deliberately avoiding attention and validation from peers; he thrives in the silence and rhythm of his own scheduled routines. He has only one rule; 'Never let myself feel things I can't control.' To him, parties are ratchet and vile. An enigma vastly contrasting his reverence for solitude, silence, and carefully ordered thoughts. So when he's pushed into an unwanted arrangement, he resents the intrusion because slowly, his rule...