"I hate you." "Good. I hate you too." "Then why can't I stop thinking about you?" ═════════════════════════ Cameron Price has spent her whole life being perfect UT's star forward. Dean's list. Boyfriend who plays pro. Daughter of the Longhorns' head coach. She says the right things, smiles the right way, and never lets anyone see her crack Jordan Mitchell has spent her whole life proving herself Texas State's captain. Rough edges, short fuse, and zero patience for people like Cameron. Daughter of the Bobcats' head coach. She doesn't do polished. She doesn't do perfect. And she has never, not once in twelve years, backed down from a Price Rival schools Rival coaches Rival daughters They've been at each other's throats since they were ten years old on the field, off it, every single time their worlds collide. It's the one thing in Cameron's life that doesn't feel rehearsed and Cameron's the one person Jordan has never been able to shake Same program. Same kids. Every Saturday for three months It's supposed to be uncomfortable and It is Just not in any way either of them prepared for Because hate doesn't do this. It doesn't make you notice every small thing about a person, the way she laughs, the way she argues, the way she looks at you like she already knows all your secrets Hate doesn't keep you awake at 2am replaying moments that shouldn't mean anything One kiss was supposed to end it Instead, it started something neither of them has a name for something that breaks every rule, crosses every line, and threatens everything they've each spent years building Their parents coach against each other. Their schools have a rivalry older than they are. There is no world where this works But they're running out of reasons to stop ═════════════════════════ Two rivals. One secret. Everything to lose

They were inseparable for four years. Until one boy changed everything. For a whole year, Malia and Kylie have lived as if the other no longer exists. No calls. No late-night conversations. No explanations. Just memories neither of them knows how to forget. Then, one rainy night, Kylie shows up at Malia's door. No warning. No explanation. Just a girl standing in the rain, looking at the person she once called home. And suddenly, the distance between them doesn't feel quite as impossible anymore. As their lives bring them back into each other's orbit - between cameras, red carpets, new projects, old memories and everything they never said - Malia begins to realize that some bonds don't disappear just because you stop speaking. Because sometimes, the person you're trying hardest to forget is the one you never stopped loving. *This work is a piece of fiction inspired by public figures. The events, dialogue, and relationships portrayed are entirely fictional.

She broke her heart to build an empire. Now, she needs her to save it. Miu Vongviphan is the youngest Chairwoman in the history of her family's dynasty. To the business world, she is the "Ice Queen", ruthless, efficient, and untouchable. But to secure her position against a boardroom of vultures and a dying matriarch, Miu needs the one asset money can't buy: a soul. Five years ago, Lena was the love of Miu's life, until Miu shattered her heart to pursue ambition in London. Now, Lena is a struggling florist fighting to keep her shop, The Glasshouse, afloat in a city that wants to swallow it whole. When Miu returns with a proposition, a six-month marriage contract in exchange for clearing Lena's debts, Lena knows she should say no. She knows Miu is dangerous. She knows Miu views people as line items. But Lena takes the deal. It was supposed to be strictly business: smile for the cameras, charm the grandmother, and secure the vote. But within the glass walls of Miu's penthouse, the lines between the past and the present begin to blur. As old wounds reopen and new passions ignite, Lena realizes that Miu isn't just fighting for a company, she's hiding a devastating secret about why she really left five years ago. In a game of high-stakes corporate warfare where every move is analyzed, the only thing more dangerous than the lie... is the truth. Can a love built on a contract ever be real? Or is this just another calculated risk?

Rosalie Elizabeth Reeves, a girl with her last year of high school left. Her main goal is to move out as soon as possible so that she can study for her dream major. However, her world will be turned upside down. She will have to face her parents' unsatisfactory plans, numerous arguments and forbidden feelings. Many of the decisions she will make, may have consequences, but in the end that's what life is all about.

Mitch (Miu) is everything Lea (Lena) hates. Daughter of a powerful conglomerate, Mitch walks through life with porcelain skin, a disarming smile, and too much ease. She's a bright eyed freshman who stumbles into the university theater club and straight into Lea's line of sight. Cold, composed, and guarded behind walls she built herself, Lea earns everything through grit and sacrifice. She's used to fending for herself. And people like Mitch? For Lea, they're distractions at best, trouble at worst. But Mitch has only one focus: Lea. And Lea has no time for a rich girl playing pretend... or so she tells herself. Years later, fate pulls them back together under brighter spotlights and higher stakes. But time doesn't make the truth any easier to face. Because falling for Mitch was never in the script. And this time... Lea might be too late to rewrite the ending.

Grace has always been the responsible one. After losing her parents, responsibility was all she knew-taking care of her younger sister, keeping her head down, never letting herself slip. No parties, no distractions, and definitely no time for love. It never mattered anyway. Love was something that never seemed to belong to her. Until now. What started as a simple tango class, just a chance to learn something she'd always admired, changes everything the moment she meets her. The instructor. Beautiful, magnetic, impossible to look away from. But falling for her is dangerous. Because she's married. She's forbidden. And she's the mother of her sister's best friend. Grace promised herself she would never risk her heart. But on the dance floor, with every step and every stolen glance, she's beginning to wonder if some loves are worth breaking all the rules for.

In a country where voices are loud and emotions are expressive, silence can feel rare. But silence is not emptiness. Sometimes it is strength. Sometimes it is healing. Sometimes it is where two hearts recognize each other without a single word spoken. Aysher was raised in a home built by two powerful women - disciplined, intelligent, and emotionally aware. She believed her life was steady, predictable, and already written. Until a new presence entered her world. Victoria did not come to Italy looking for love. She came seeking safety, independence, and a fresh start after surviving a life that tried to break her. Neither of them expected anything. But sometimes connection does not announce itself. It simply appears. And when it does, silence becomes the place where everything begins.

*read and find out* Sequel to "The Violinist" This book has been deleted at 1.2 million reads, I hope we can get it back to that. Thank you!

A slow-burn WLW dark romance exploring the blurred lines between power, desire, and identity. When Naomi Bennett returns from a year abroad, she's ready to start fresh - new course, new friends, new version of herself. Psychology was never part of the plan, but it's hers now... even if her parents still wish she'd studied law instead. Then comes Ms Chambers. Beautiful. Unreadable. Dangerous in ways Naomi can't quite put into words. A woman who owns every room she walks into - including the lecture hall. Naomi doesn't like her. She's too confident. Too composed. Too... something. But for someone she supposedly can't stand, Ms Chambers is increasingly hard to ignore. The tension is quiet, precise - threaded through loaded glances and careful silences. It's just in Naomi's head. Isn't it? As boundaries blur and obsession simmers beneath the surface, Naomi begins to question everything - what she wants, what she knows, and who she really is beneath the version of herself she's always performed. Because some lessons don't stay in the classroom. ⚠️ Content / Trigger Warnings: (Please avoid reading if any of the following may affect you.) Emotional manipulation Power imbalances Age gap Questioning / confusion around sexuality Gaslighting Obsessive behaviour Toxic relationships Coercion CNC Mild alcohol use / binge drinking

Hate. Resentment. Bitterness. These were the only words Ramona and Oona had ever needed to describe whatever this was between them. Ramona would say it started the day she left. No goodbye, no explanation, just an empty room and a year of silence. She told herself it didn't matter, that leaving was the right call, that Oona was better off forgetting her name entirely. Oona doesn't need convincing. She's spent a year convincing herself she's over it, that Ramona is nothing more than a mistake she made once and buried. Yet somehow, being back on this island with her feels like picking at a wound that never actually closed. To make things worse, Oona's past isn't done with her either. Her ex is back too, the one relationship that actually meant something, the one that lasted longer than anything she ever had with Ramona. Now she's caught between the two, one who broke her slowly and one who broke her all at once. Ramona and Oona tell everyone, and themselves, that they can't stand each other. Every room they're forced to share turns into a fight. Every fight ends somewhere neither of them wants to admit out loud. They loathe each other. That's what they keep saying. But there is one thing they can't control. The heart wants what it wants.