Jennie Kim, heir to the powerful Kim Corp, has spent her life in control-of her image, her future, and her heart. As the university's queen bee, she's used to being admired, feared, and never truly seen. But everything begins to unravel when she meets Lalisa Manoban, a silent, mysterious transfer student who seems immune to Jennie's charm. Lisa keeps to herself, speaking only when necessary, and trusting no one except her best friend Jisoo. She's brilliant and guarded-haunted by a past she doesn't talk about and a secret that makes her different in a world that demands conformity. Jennie's interest starts as a challenge, but between cruel teasing and stolen glances, it turns into something neither of them know how to name. Then one night changes everything. A kiss filled with confusion. A secret too fragile to survive exposure. A goodbye that came without warning. And Lisa disappeared. Years later, Jennie is no longer just the queen bee-she's the COO of Kim Corp, known for her poise, her strategy, and the ache she never let anyone see. Except when things get too hard, too loud, too heavy-she still whispers a word only she remembers. Peupeu. A name. A comfort. A lullaby. The only thing that ever made her feel safe. When a merger brings Lisa back into her life as the powerful CEO of L.M. Group, Jennie is forced to face everything she tried to bury. Lisa is colder now, unreadable, and unaware that Jennie never truly let go. And unaware that Jennie is raising the children Lisa never knew they had. chances. Because Lisa didn't just leave Jennie. She left behind the one name that Jennie still clings to when no one is listening. Peupeu.

Lilith Hawthrone is a 20 year old psychology student with a complicated heart and more issues than she likes to admit. She feels too much, thinks too hard, and often drowns in the weight of her own empathy. She's curious, emotionally intense, and carries unresolved wounds especially the kind only a mother can leave behind. Valentina Salvatore is a 30 year old CEO. She's mastered control in every aspect of her life, her sharp mind cutting through complexity to build an empire. Beneath the polished exterior, however, is a woman who loves obsessively but is careful with her love, not wanting to waste it on the wrong person. She's learned to guard her heart, waiting for someone worthy of the intensity she's capable of. Where Lilith is all feelings and chaos, Valentina is order, control, and calculated precision. They come from different worlds, with different rhythms, but what if that's exactly why they fit?

"Who was she?" "She was the most incredible girl I ever knew." "Did you love her?" "Of course I did, but that's not the best part of the story." "What is the best part?" "Let me tell you," ------------------- ABOUT THE BOOK Amelia Merlin is an exceptionally powerful witch, descended from the original Merlins and a long line of Druids. In her first year at Hogwarts she soon discovers her abilities are way out of control. Amelia goes to great lengths to keep her friends safe from herself. But the consequences are more severe than she can imagine. Loyalties will be tested, friendships will fall and through everything, we learn who we can truly trust. Amelia goes through life as a normal young witch starting at Hogwarts. But as time goes on she realizes just how abnormal she truly is. Will she be able to defeat her betrayers? The ones who would see her dead? Or will she meet the same fate as many before her? -------------- REVIEWS FROM PEOPLE WHO HAVE READ THIS STORY "This book is terrifying and amazing and I literally love it!" "...this story is very unique. There's been no mistake in my part for clicking the "read" button!" "Wow! The story plot is really good. It's really interesting-love it! Update pleeeease!" "I LOVE your book! It's amazing and I want to keep reading more...Amelia is one of the most perfectly formed characters I've ever read!" "This book just doesn't lose it's magic!" ------------------ Dislaimer!!!!!!!! Lots of the things in here are copied from the books, like the sorting hat song, and Dumbledore's speeches etc. Just to say, I don't own any of that, or the idea of Hogwarts. That all belongs to the one and only J K Rowling. But this is a work of fanfic so I feel like some copied stuff is to be expected.

[COMPLETE] Her hands are under my shirt in seconds. She palms my breast through my bra and squeezes like she doesn't care if it leaves a mark. I cry out but the sound is muffled by her lips as her thumb flicks my nipple. "I hate you," I whisper. "Then hate me with your legs opened," she snarls, dragging my shirt over my head and tossing it somewhere behind her. Her teeth scrape down my throat, biting at the skin just below my jaw until I hiss. My back arches as her fingers undo the clasp of my bra and when it falls her mouth is latching onto my nipple, sucking it so fucking hard I nearly scream. I grab her hair and yank her head back but the look in her eyes only makes me wetter. "Shut up and fuck me," I snap. She grins. "You don't give the orders." ─────⊱𓆩♰𓆪⊰───── 𝐈𝐬𝐚𝐛𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐚 𝐌𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐢𝐧 𝐒𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐨 is the heir to an empire. 𝐕𝐚𝐥𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐚 𝐂𝐫𝐮𝐳 is a woman sworn to protect her. But the longer she keeps her alive, the more she wants to ruin her. ─────⊱𓆩♰𓆪⊰───── "In the shadows, we are all nothing but slaves to our darkest desires." - 𝐊. 𝐍𝐲𝐱 Best rankings ⤵️ 🥇#gayaf (01/08/25)

A story of loyalty, protection, and an unexpected connection. As Annabeth Magnolis finds herself drawn into the chaos of the Golden Trio, she discovers that some bonds are forged in moments of quiet understanding and unwavering trust

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I watched her get on her knees, rubbing her hands back and forth right against my thighs. "Oh, Ava." I just gave up and moaned her name out, seeing as her lips formed a smile to my action. "Don't you want to punish me for my bad behavior? How i purposely said all those things to have you riled up, miss." She gazed right up and into my eyes, looking so innocent and ready to obey to everything i would say. - - - Avery Glume is a 22 year old college student. The charm for all girls wanting to ride her out within every corner she walks by but soon the past life will come rushing over her and she'll have to accept about being in the wrong about it all. Andrea Hudson is a 29 year old women that made the past life storm over Avery. Wealthy, sexy and most definitely controlling. Can their mistaken break up be explained or are they both gonna live through the feeling of love yet sorrow that everything turned out like this?

Stephanie Swanson is a spoiled, rich girl who always gets what she wants. Wanting to teach her responsibility, her parents send her away to live in Virginia for her senior year of high school. At first glance, Stephanie finds the family to be nice... well, everyone except their eldest daughter. Marsden Hartley is more humble and driven than most of her classmates. Upon meeting Stephanie, she is annoyed by her rich girl attitude and is not afraid to dish it back to her. Will the two girls learn to get along with each other or will they claw each other's eyes out before the school year even begins? - "Wow! Jealous much?!" I scoff. "Believe me, I'm the furthest thing from jealous, Steph." She mocks. "You're right-You're also a delusional psychopath, Mars." Her glare hardens, "Get in the fucking car, Stephanie." She finally moves away from my body. As the brunette moves away from me, so does the warmth that she provided me with. "After the borderline psychotic shit that you just pulled?!" I erupt. "No thanks, I value my life." "Now, Stephanie!" She yells, gaining the attention of some of the lingering school staff.

Veronika Koroleva Petrovna-Moscow's untouchable queen. The wealthiest, most powerful woman in Russia. A name that drips with arrogance, feared as much as it is revered. With a single glance, she ensnares. A presence so sharp it cuts. To her, people are nothing but pawns-disposable, forgettable, irrelevant. Trust is a currency too expensive to waste. Loneliness is not a curse; it is a necessity. No parents, no attachments, no weaknesses. Begging? Pleading? Nyet. That is beneath her. Luciana "La Reina" Monteserra-Madrid's deadliest shadow. A queen of ruin and carnage, cloaked in elegance. Cold. Calculating. Lacking even the pretense of empathy. She does not ask. She takes. What she touches, she owns. What she claims, she keeps. No one defies her. No one escapes her grasp. But Veronika? Veronika was the exception. The one thing she could never own.