Falling for your enemy is the most dangerous game of all, especially when he knows all your secrets. Everyone in Dawston University knows two things. Evangeline Winslow Abberweitch is untouchable. Dawston's golden girl with a lab coat, a sharp tongue, and a smile the whole campus worships. Keeve Malachi Kavanagh doesn't touch anyone. Ruthless, blue-eyed captain of Dawston's hockey team, cold as the ice he rules and Angie's sworn enemy. They've hated each other for years. He calls her Princess just to watch her snap. She calls him an arse because it's easier than admitting he sees straight through her. But one desperate call changes everything... Hate starts to blur into something far more dangerous. Secrets surface, lines are crossed and the spark between ice and fire threatens to burn down more than reputations.

UNDERGOING MAJOR EDITING "I've been trying not to do this" he whispers, his voice rough and low. "So stop trying" I whisper back. And then he kisses me. His lips are soft but insistent, coaxing mine open, pulling me deeper into him. One of his hands tangles in my damp hair, his fingers threading through the strands, tilting my head back slightly so he can kiss me the way he wants to. The other hand stays at the small of my back, his palm splayed wide, anchoring me against him. Chest to chest. Heartbeat to heartbeat. I lose all sense of time. All I know is the way his mouth moves against mine, the way his body curves into mine like it's always known the shape of me. The way his thumb traces lazy circles along my spine, sending shivers racing through my entire body. I kiss him back with everything I have, my hands fisting in the fabric of his shirt, pulling him closer, needing him closer. "This kiss just sealed the deal. You're mine and only mine now, Grace" Benjamin's voice is low and rough like gravel and laced with something primal. I stop breathing. The air thickens, electric and heavy like the sky before a storm breaks. Everything stills, but the static between us crackles like it's seconds from combusting. His breath fans across my lips - close, so close - but still not touching. My heart slams against my ribs, erratic and loud, like it's trying to break free from my chest. Then his hand finds my jaw. "I..." The word is a whisper, barely there, shaky and useless. I can't finish it. His nose brushes mine in the softest graze, but there's nothing innocent about the way he's looking at me.

Once upon a time, a girl was sent away. No trial. No second chance. Just a story everyone believed because it was easier that way. Five years later, she comes back. This is the part where, in a Disney movie, she'd forgive everyone, hug her family, and learn the power of love. Instead, Gianna De Santis learns how to break bones, keep secrets, and survive rooms that were never meant to be safe. The family expects a villain. The kingdom expects obedience. And some Princes are not always charming . There are no fairy godmothers here. Only men with power, women with knives, and lies that refuse to stay buried. And while everyone's busy wondering if Gianna is still dangerous- They forget to ask the real question: What happens when the girl they tried to erase comes back sharper... and finally decides to stop being nice? Because this isn't a Disney movie. And the girl who survived the tower doesn't believe in happily ever after- She believes in consequences.

Lara spent her teenage years hating Noah - the ex-SAS assassin that her father hired for protection. A rough, aggressive and overprotective presence like Noah's is the last thing that a teenage girl needs whilst trying to sneak out to clubs and frat parties. So to Lara, Noah was no more than an obstacle blocking these teenage dreams, and to him, she was nothing more than an inconvenience. But when her world flips upside down and she's left with no one to trust but him, Lara's feelings towards Noah begin to shift. How will their forced proximity reshape their relationship, and how far will Noah's loyalty to her father bend under the temptation of this eighteen-year-old girl now thrust into his care? ⚠️ Contains explicit details of adult themes and a significant age gap (18-32) ⚠️

Ivory has never relied on anybody-anything. Not even her own mother. The same mother who forced her into a life she never deserved. But there's no backing out now. The assassin's life is all she's ever known, ever since childhood. Her mother made sure of that. Trouble finds Ivory like a vine-wrapping, twisting, never letting go. Spreading like a virus. Trouble finds her most when she discovers she's the bastard child of the Italian Mafia Don. When she meets him and his family-his wife and five sons-she realizes her life is no longer hers to control. And she hates that. It only worsens when her knight in shining armor reveals himself to be the devil in sheep's clothing. Satan himself, if you will. A new country. A new household. A new family. New friends gained, old ones lost. A thirst for revenge. How is she supposed to cope? Especially when stormy eyes follow her everywhere. But that's not quite what scares her. What terrifies her is the way he watches-not with the same disdain he gives everyone else, but with interest. With wonder. For her and her alone. You know what they all say; curiosity kills the cat. But satisfaction brought it back.

Aria Bennett has always stayed in the background. She's quiet, focused, and used to being overlooked. Especially by Cole Maddox, her twin brother's best friend and the school's popular quarterback. But everything starts to shift when Cole begins noticing her too. Study sessions turn into something more. Glances linger. And the hoodie she wears starts to feel like a secret only they understand. Their connection feels real. It also feels completely off limits. But what happens when she falls for the one person she's not supposed to fall for? A slow burn on and off the field. *** I'm currently editing some chapters so I've changed the status to ongoing. I've also changed the cover and it's way better now. I'm not gonna unpublish chapters for anyone who's already read it because they're not major changes. I might add a new chapter/s towards the end as I'm thinking of making this into a 3 part series and maybe a spin-off but we'll see how this story does. Thank you for reading!!

Harper Williams has never been one to follow the rules, so it's no surprise she lands herself in a court-ordered delinquent bootcamp for two years trapped under Lieutenant Assholes ruling. He's unapproachable, unattainable and fucking hot. Rumour has it, he took a vow to not have intimate relations with any of the recruits. So what happens when she accidentally ends up sharing a shower with him? Will he break his vow, or will she just get into a lot of trouble for that? 🪖💎 Short story, no triggers. 💎🪖

Ace Draxler is the king of the underground a brutal bare knuckle boxer and the head of a high stakes illegal gambling and "logistics" empire. He lives by a code of cold steel, accompanied only by his best friend Arlo and his fiercely protective Doberman, Zellan. Ace has no room for distractions, especially the kind that come in high heels. Xilya Nyx is a woman living a dangerous double life. By day, she's a brilliant, exhausted pre-med student fighting to escape her past through textbooks and high grades. By night, she is the star attraction at The Boudoir Bliss, a stripper who uses the club's neon haze to fund her expensive dreams. But in a world of illegal rings and blood money, falling in love isn't just a distraction, it's a death sentence. What happens when desire becomes a sin? ************************************************** "Is your heart rate up yet, doctor?" he murmured against my skin, his hot breath sending shivers down my spine. "Ace... please," I managed to choke out, my head tossing back against the pillows. "Please what?" he challenged, looking up at me with a predatory smirk, his thumb circling a spot that made my vision blur. "You wanted to be a partner, Xilya. Partners share everything. Including the way you look when I finally break that 'no touching' rule for good."

Tropes: Second Chance Romance • Small Town • Secret Baby • Childhood Best Friends to Lovers • Slow Burn • Forced Separation • Miscommunication • Found Family • Emotional Angst • Quiet Devotion He let her believe she didn't matter so she would leave. Indigo Hale and Jake Calder were supposed to escape Cedar Ridge together. Best friends turned first love. One scholarship. One truck. One last night before dawn. Jake never showed. Instead, he shattered her with words meant to hurt-because telling the truth would've made her stay. Indigo left anyway... and weeks later, discovered she was pregnant. Years pass. Cedar Ridge doesn't change. The ranch still stands. And Jake, older, quieter, bound by responsibility-never stopped carrying the weight of the choice that broke them both. When Indigo returns with a daughter who has Jake's face and none of his answers, the past refuses to stay buried. The town watches. Assumptions form. And love-unfinished, unhealed-demands to be faced. This isn't a story about forgiveness that comes easy. It's about love that survives silence. About fatherhood found, not claimed. And about the slow, aching truth that sometimes home is the one place you had to leave to understand.

[Selected for the Wattys shortlist-2025] "𝑺𝒉𝒆 𝒘𝒂𝒔 𝒔𝒐𝒍𝒅 𝒊𝒏𝒕𝒐 𝒔𝒊𝒍𝒆𝒏𝒄𝒆. 𝑯𝒆 𝒘𝒂𝒔 𝒃𝒐𝒓𝒏 𝒊𝒏𝒕𝒐 𝒄𝒐𝒏𝒕𝒓𝒐𝒍. 𝑵𝒆𝒊𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒆𝒙𝒑𝒆𝒄𝒕𝒆𝒅 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆. 𝑵𝒐𝒘 𝒊𝒕'𝒔 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒐𝒏𝒍𝒚 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒎𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕 𝒅𝒆𝒔𝒕𝒓𝒐𝒚 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒎 𝒃𝒐𝒕𝒉." When Vanora Blackthorn is forced into a cold, calculated marriage to Alestor Drevenhart-the ruthless heir of a powerful dynasty-she thinks she's escaped one nightmare only to enter another. But beneath the icy vows and suffocating walls of the Drevenhart estate, something begins to shift. Secrets fester. Obsession brews. And love? Love was never part of the deal... until it becomes the deadliest one of all. Will she survive the cruel games of a family that never wanted her? Will he learn to love the woman he was never meant to care for? Or will their hearts shatter beneath the very vows that bound them?" "𝑰 𝒏𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓 𝒎𝒆𝒂𝒏𝒕 𝒕𝒐 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆 𝒉𝒆𝒓. 𝑩𝒖𝒕 𝒔𝒐𝒎𝒆𝒘𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒆 𝒃𝒆𝒕𝒘𝒆𝒆𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒄𝒉𝒂𝒐𝒔, 𝒔𝒉𝒆 𝒃𝒆𝒄𝒂𝒎𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒐𝒏𝒍𝒚 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝑰 𝒄𝒂𝒏'𝒕 𝒍𝒊𝒗𝒆 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉𝒐𝒖𝒕."