Aaliyah Mercer never planned to catch the eye of the campus's most respected professor. She was just trying to survive her sophomore year balancing track, six siblings, and a past she never asked for. Professor Malachi Rothwell wasn't supposed to notice her.Nine years older, painfully disciplined, raised on intellect and family expectations-he never crossed lines. Not with students. Not with anyone. But over the school year, something shifts. Not all at once. Slowly. Intellectually. Quietly. Until she is the only thought he can't outrun. Their attraction grows in silence in late-night library shadows, in classroom debates that feel too charged, in the soft places where she lets him see her and the hard places he never shows anyone. One semester becomes two. Winter turns to spring. Spring becomes summer. And on chapter fifteen, a line finally breaks. Now they must survive what happens when a forbidden love becomes the only truth that makes sense.

She finally escapes her abusive boyfriend... only to end up on the streets. Desperate to survive, she becomes a dancer at a nightclub. Every night she performs under the neon lights-until she notices a wealthy young man who never looks away. And for the first time... she's not sure if she should run or let herself be seen.

Dr. Nylah Rae Mercer took an oath to heal minds, not fall into them. She built her career inside locked wards and white halls, treating patients the world had already given up on. Distance was her armor. Control was her gift. Until she opened a file stamped with one number that changed everything. 𝐏𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝟏𝟏𝟏𝟏 doesn't scream. He doesn't beg. He doesn't act insane the way they expect him to. Kai Beton is quiet, observant, dangerous in a way no diagnosis can explain. A hood nigga with violence in his history and intelligence they keep underestimating. Everyone sees a monster. Nylah sees a man who learned how to survive cages long before this one. Their sessions become the only place he softens. The only place she feels seen. Boundaries blur. Warnings get ignored. And the deeper she goes into his mind, the more she realizes the truth no one wants to admit-Kai isn't broken. He was buried. When the institution tightens its grip and Kai's life is quietly placed on the chopping block, Nylah is forced to choose between her oath and her heart. Between safety and truth. Between the life she built and the man who feels like home. 𝐋𝐨𝐯𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐏𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝟏𝟏𝟏𝟏 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐧𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐭𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐧. 𝐇𝐞𝐥𝐩𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐡𝐢𝐦 𝐞𝐬𝐜𝐚𝐩𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐧𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐬𝐮𝐩𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐟𝐞𝐞𝐥 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐝𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐲. Cover @trenchlordtales <3

"𝓵𝓸𝓸𝓴 𝓱𝓸𝔀 𝓘 𝓽𝓾𝓻𝓷 𝓶𝔂 𝓲𝓷𝓷𝓸𝓬𝓮𝓷𝓽 𝔀𝓲𝓯𝓮 𝓲𝓼 𝓲𝓷𝓽𝓸 𝓪 𝓱𝓸𝓻𝓷𝔂 𝓼𝓵𝓾𝓽" 𝓲 𝓬𝓱𝓾𝓬𝓴𝓵𝓮𝓭 " 𝓵𝓸𝓸𝓴 𝓸𝓷 𝔂𝓸𝓾 𝓫𝓸𝓾𝓷𝓬𝓲𝓷𝓰 𝓸𝓷 𝓶𝔂 𝓬𝓸𝓬𝓴" DO NOT READ THIS BOOK ITS COMPLETE ASS !!!! read my other books tho😛

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𝐢𝐧 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐜𝐡, 𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐚𝐧𝐚 𝐟𝐥𝐞𝐭𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐫 wants out of the streets. landing a role in kentrell's viral music video changes everything-but stepping into his world of fame and danger might cost her more than she bargained for.

In the sun-soaked edges of Miami, where the ocean hums against the shore and pastel neon glows like a pulse in the sand, their love flared with a heat that could blister anything it touched. She was ambition in mirrored shades and salt-tangled hair, chasing dreams bigger than the high-rises crowding Brickell's skyline. He was smooth charm with a dangerous undertow, a street-wise whisper of Little Havana who wore his secrets like tattoos beneath a linen shirt. Together, they tore through Miami nights like a tropical storm-loud, electric, impossible to outrun. Their passion was tidal, pulling them back together even when the wounds were raw, even when the apologies sounded like ultimatums. They loved in extremes: stolen kisses on rooftop pools, voices raised on sun-baked sidewalks, breakups that melted in the humidity, and reunions that hit like the first sip of strong cafecito. But Miami hears everything-the clubs murmuring, neighbors side-eyeing, the streets predicting the inevitable wreck. In a city built on heat and hustle, their story played out like a bittersweet bolero: vibrant, aching, unforgettable. In the end, it wasn't Miami that broke them-it was the weight of their own blaze, a love too volatile to last but far too fierce to ever fully let go. - Read at your own risk!

"It's so amazing to be loved, I'd follow you to the moon in the sky above..."