When their powerful families announce a high-stakes business merger, Lacey Davidson and Niko Gladstone are forced into a fake relationship to prove the two empires can "blend seamlessly". Lacey, bright and good-natured, wants to survive the charade without losing her mind. Niko, stoic and ruthless, makes that nearly impossible. However, as public appearances blur into private moments, sparks ignite between the two, making their "fake relationship" seem awfully real. But they're just faking it...right?

"Relax," I murmured softly. My voice dropped without me even thinking about it, lower now, closer. "Is this okay?" Charlotte hesitated. I felt it in the way her shoulders shifted beneath the tension, the tiny pause before she answered. Her fingers tightened once more around the armrests. Then loosened slightly. "...Yes." The word came out quieter than before. Careful. Neither of us spoke. Then, after holding there for just a second too long, I leaned forward. Slowly-so slowly it almost felt deliberate enough to give her time to stop me, if she wanted to. The distance between us shrank inch by careful inch, my gaze flickering briefly to her lips before lifting again to her body posture, searching for any sign that I should pull back. But I didn't. And when the last trace of space between us finally disappeared, I kissed her. --- Audrey DuPont is used to the party life, smoking and drinking until the sun comes up, and throwing money without a second thought. But what happens when money can't save her? Charlotte Brown is the polar opposite of the head cheer captain. She's stoic, quiet, smart, and most of all, she isn't a trust fund kid like the rest. The only thing on her mind is graduating and making money. They both want something from each other, but as the thin line blurs between academics and attraction, they'll have to wonder: Is it really worth it?

Longing to escape the colourless monotony of her days and step into a world gilded with silks and stillness, Jane dared to reach for something beyond her grasp. Whether it was innocence that drove her or a quiet hunger she could no longer deny, she did not know. But in doing so, she drew the gaze of Lady Blackwood... a gaze weighted with both promise and peril. In a house built on blood, perfume, and secrets, Jane must decide how much of herself she is willing to surrender for the life she always wanted. Esmeray promises to give Jane everything. She may take everything in return.

Manhattan belongs to 𝐒𝐨𝐥𝐞𝐢𝐥 𝐊𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐭𝐞. At twenty-three, she is New York's most visible success story: a fashion prodigy with Vogue covers, private fittings, and a reputation polished to perfection. However, beneath the structure, Soleil is volatile. Petty. Bratty. Childish. Defiant in ways that don't belong in the world she dominates, and far less interested in discipline than she is in breaking it. When her father remarries, Soleil gains a step-sister she neither asked for nor intends to tolerate. 𝐖𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐨𝐰 𝐂𝐡𝐫𝐲𝐬𝐟𝐢𝐞𝐥𝐝 is eighteen, newly arrived in Manhattan, and deeply rooted in one of the city's most visible religious circles. She moves through sanctuaries and society with quiet certainty, guided by devotion, restraint, and something far more rigid than faith. Willow does not bend, and when she cannot control something, she destroys it. They do not want to understand each other. But in a city that thrives on performance, the line between temptation and control becomes dangerously easy to cross.

(UNEDITED) At seventeen, Viktoriya Volkova is everything Russian figure skating demands of her: disciplined, untouchable, and entirely in control. Dakota Sanchez is her opposite in every way-expressive, reckless, and impossible to ignore. What begins as a rivalry for gold soon turns into something far more dangerous, unfolding in stolen moments between competitions, in empty rinks and in hotel rooms, in a love neither of them can afford to claim. Years later, a car crash erases the last eight years of Viktoriya's life. She wakes up in the hospital with no memory, and her rival is right beside her, claiming she's her wife. As fragments of her past begin to return, Victoriya is forced to confront the life she built and can't remember. The deeper she digs, the clearer it becomes that her accident was no accident-and that the truth of what happened to her may be more complicated than she's ready to face. Especially when she realizes she may not be the only one. Some feelings never disappear, no matter how deep they're buried.

SCARLETT Rule number one, never fall in love with your stepsister, rule number two, definitely and I mean definitely never fall in love with your stepsister who is a diagnosed psychopath. Thankfully I will be able to keep those rules easily since I never loathed anyone more than I loathe Sloane Blackwell. What she did I can never forgive and never forget. SLOANE Obsession is such an interesting feeling, you just get hooked and can't stop fixating on your prey. Too bad for Scarlett Beaumont the prey in question is her. She hates me oh so beautifully too, I know she'll never forgive me, good thing I don't need her to. She will be mine either way, I won't stop until she is, and her hate? That just keeps me warm at night. Let the games begin, shall we?

MIKHAIAH | WATTPAD-R18 | COMPLETED A reckless game of Truth or Dare turns filthy when Sloane Rivera makes Lea Santos beg, break, and lose herself completely under her touch.

Who knew that being stuck in detention and extra mandatory swim practices with each other would bring two rivals together? Louie Monroe has learned that working hard for what she wants, not what others want from her, is the way to go. She's one of the best swimmers on the team and couldn't care any less about any of them and their hateful comments. And she definitely doesn't care about the team captain. Winter Montgomery, the swim team captain, also known as the ice queen, works hard to make sure she's perfect. Her grades, her swims, her whole life revolves around the expectations nobody gives her other than herself. The 'go-with-the-flow' girl and the perfectionist stuck together as punishment? Nothing could go wrong...