He's the new English Lit Professor at NYU... and a 600 year old vampire. She's his student. They both have a secret...

{NEEDS EDITING} ....::::**•°✾°•**::::.... 𝐁𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝟏 𝐨𝐟 ❝𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐐𝐮𝐢𝐞𝐭 𝐒𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬❞ ....::::**•°✾°•**::::.... "Death is the easy way out, remember?" 𝐎𝐥𝐢𝐯𝐢𝐚 𝐋𝐚𝐮𝐫𝐞𝐧𝐭. A pretty face hiding a thousand secrets. A mind broken in ways only she knows. The world sees her as a closed book, but only a few have glimpsed the cracks behind her innocent smile. Her past is a shadow that haunts her every move. An unsettling loss, a family fractured beyond repair. People disgust her, but there's one who stands out: a charming, dangerous man who might just be the one to pull her in. 𝐗𝐚𝐯𝐢𝐞𝐫 𝐑𝐮𝐬𝐬𝐨. Dark, enigmatic, and drawn to chaos. He doesn't play by the rules, but when he meets her, the rules no longer seem to matter. A man with a dark past and an even darker secret, Xavier has always gotten everything he wanted. Until he crosses paths with the one woman he can't ignore. She's everything he never knew he needed and everything he shouldn't want. As their worlds collide, the lines between love and betrayal blur. Xavier has a past he's kept hidden, and Olive is about to learn the hard way that nothing is ever as it seems. Trust is a fragile thing, and once it's broken, there's no way to put it back together. What happens when two broken souls realize they're not so different after all? And when betrayal cuts deeper than anything either of them could have prepared for? ....::::**•°✾°•**::::.... #1 in newstorys - 12/16/22 #1 in rivalry - 12/18/22 #1 in poledancing - 12/31/22 #1 in groups - 12/31/22 #1 in drama - 12/31/22

"Are you... lost?" Someone asked, her tone impatient. I stopped scanning the room to find the woman behind the voice. I blinked. She had the most luminous blue eyes I had ever seen. Even in the dim glow of the bar they glowed brightly, like her pupils were some type of smooth stone at the bottom of a clear blue ocean. Within her blue there flickered tiny speckles of silver, which gave her an icy, somewhat stony appeal. But it was her slight, lopsided smile that erased any signs of wanting to be alone. No wonder this bar was so popular. "Uh, no," I said, holding up the Help Wanted sign I had snagged from the front window. The woman's cool eyes flickered between the sign and me. She didn't say anything, only looked slightly thoughtful as slender fingers raked through her long blonde hair. "What can you do?" She finally asked, definitely not expecting me to be able to do much of anything at all. She'd be right. "Anything and everything," I answered-lied-instantly, hoping I didn't look too desperate, didn't sound too eager. To be perfectly honest, I hadn't worked a day in my life. My hands were used to weekly manicures not hard labor. But desperate times call for desperate measures. The blonde appeared thoughtful again. Those magnificent eyes gave me a once over, slow and steady. You could see the cogs turning in her head as she considered it. I decided to try and sound more convincing. "I have many skills," I added. Okay, so I stole that from Xena, but I was hoping it worked as well for me as it did for her. The blonde lifted a sculpted brow and the smile was, once again, back on her lips. She seemed amused. Maybe she was a Xena fan? "Alright... I'll start you off cleaning the bathrooms, sweeping the floors, doing the dishes..." Crap.