"I never played about you, Kurii," he said, rubbing her thigh. "Something 'bout you just triggers me." . Just read it omg.

Lia Brooks was in her final year at Seacoast University. She ranked #1 in her neuroscience major, all 3 years soon to be 4. Despite her past and the spotlight, it brought, she made well to build a life and label away from it all. That is until a specific Greek transfer student arrived. Elias Kontos, life of the party, lived in the spotlight, competitive was too weak of a word to stand beside him. He was a "wantaway" and that combined with Seacoast University being home to all the best college athletes before they go pro lured him to his choice but because he was all in on the game, his grades began to falter. A tutor had become necessary, and the spotlight Lia Brooks ran from casted light on more than equations but deep rotted roots from the past.

Joelle Jordan is just trying to survive university and her life at home. Bryce Valentine is trying to survive everyone else. Projected first-round NFL draft pick. Campus celebrity. The most watched college athlete in the country. When the two strike a deal to trade study sessions for Bryce and personal training sessions for Joelle's little brother, everything seems simple enough. Then Bryce crosses the line. Now Joelle is trying to navigate a boy who is emotionally repressed, touch-starved, obsessively devoted, and surrounded by more pressure than any twenty-year-old should have to carry. Add the coaches, media attention, NIL deals, scouts, photo shoots, and Bryce's oppressive father. The pressure that comes with being attached to Bryce Valentine is something Joelle is not equipped for. Especially when she starts getting a little too comfortable with the fact that Bryce can't seem to leave her alone. [[Disclaimer: This story is comprised of drafts that have not been heavily edited]]

She's a wild, free spirit who sees the good in everyone, and he's the hardened, bad-tempered loner who wants nothing to do with her-yet no matter how hard he tries to push her away, she's the one temptation he can't escape. *** He's never met someone with such a bubbly personality. Not to mention the wildness and odd phrases she says every five minutes. He hates it. He hates how he can't stay away from it. He hates what she does to him; it's not like him to chase after some girl. She gets under his skin like no other. She's never met someone with such a bad attitude. He's ill-mannered and menacing. The glare never seems to leave his face. Considering it all, she can't help but feel the attraction toward him. Dangerous attraction toward a seemingly dangerous man. Maybe it's the tattoos on his arm that gets her attention. Or maybe it's because she can tell there's hope for good under his rough exterior. And she's about to find it, whether he likes it or not. It's no secret that the two of them are complete and total opposites. *** "You like being called Sugar, don't you?" I tease, placing my toothbrush back after finishing. He does the same and gives me a side-eyed scowl. He grips my chin harshly and kisses me. My body temperature raises a good ten degrees and my right leg goes all wiggly. He pulls away. "You like it when I kiss you, don't you?" He teases the same way I did to him and I'm left blubbering. "I think both of our questions are rhetorical," I lower my voice up at him. His lip curls up into a smirk. *** #1 in Young Adult #9 in Badboy #1 in Cold #3 in Goodgirl #1 in Sweetheart #14 in Love *** *Warning* This story contains mature themes (language, scenes)

you are from a wealth rich family the vakas! And you have to married Bakugo for family status what will happen!?

Ayana Zuri does not lose. Not because she's lucky or untouchable. But because she learned a long time ago that if she worked harder than everyone else, if she thought faster, if she stayed colder, then nobody would ever get close enough to hurt her again. Five years ago, she decided she was done being the girl who trusted too easily. Done with distractions. Done with relationships. Done with confusing attention for love. So she rebuilt herself into someone unreachable. Law school. Discipline. Structure. No drinking. No dating. No unnecessary attachments. Success became the only thing she allowed herself to want. And it worked. Now she's exactly where she's supposed to be-top of her class, impossible to ignore, and now standing in a courtroom for the first case of her career. Her first chance to prove she belongs. It should've been a simple win. And yet... unbeknownst to her, she's walked into the circle of a man who has never once trusted chance to deliver what he could take for himself. _______ Some men are born powerful. Van Seo de Montclair was born inevitable. Raised between Monaco's old stone buildings, private terraces, and conversations held behind closed doors, Van grew up in a world where influence never announced itself-it simply reigned. From an early age, he learned that attention was expensive and mistakes were remembered. He grew into the kind of man who understood outcomes before conversations happened. A strategist by instinct. So why... No... how did this lawyer with a sharp mouth and an inability to leave things unfinished manage to force a result he never intended? To Van, people had always been pawns-pieces moved by desire, fear, ambition, and timing. And so was she. Until she wasn't. Until she looked at a finished game and chose not to play by his rules. And now... until he gets what he wants, he'll make sure she has no choice but to look back. Prosecutor X Predator. May the hunt begin.

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...

Y/N worked too hard to lose everything over a mistake. Especially when that "mistake" has a name - Nanami Kento. What starts as quiet tension and stolen moments quickly becomes something neither of them can ignore. But in a place where whispers spread fast and pride turns bitter, feelings come with consequences. Careers are tested. Loyalties are questioned. And sometimes, protecting what you love means risking more than you ever planned to. Some lines shouldn't be crossed. Some are worth it.