Malika Danai is pressure. Friendly, social, and loved by all, Malika thrives in college and is often seen as a mirage - seemingly real and attainable but disappears when approached. She's a party girl to the core. Loves to drink, flirt, and explore with her best friends, Ayana and Isabella. Her beauty is undeniable. With curly black hair cascading over her shoulders and golden-brown skin that glows no matter where she's at, Malika's presence is impossible to ignore. Her dark brown eyes often sparks with mischief, and her full two-toned lips often curves into teasing grins that hints at secrets she rarely shares. Malika excels at a lot of things but she was never the study type. She prayed the night before exams and hoped that her grades would at least give her a passing score and somehow, that always worked. Until now... Her grades are barely holding on- good enough to pass, but not good enough for a sorority like the Alpha Kappa Alpha (AKA). She wants to join. No she needs to. It's the only way she can prove to her mother that she's worth it. And she'll do whatever it takes. Even if it means casting her pride aside to get help from the boy who loathes her existence. Meanwhile... Theo Sinclair is a weapon. An academic weapon that nobody can beat. Coming from an old money family where the expectations and bars are set high, Theo surpasses them all and is often pushed towards greatness by his family. Yet he has a big flaw: boredom. Because of his uncaring attitude towards everything and everyone around him, Theo is often alone. Deliberately avoiding attention and validation from peers; he thrives in the silence and rhythm of his own scheduled routines. He has only one rule; 'Never let myself feel things I can't control.' To him, parties are ratchet and vile. An enigma vastly contrasting his reverence for solitude, silence, and carefully ordered thoughts. So when he's pushed into an unwanted arrangement, he resents the intrusion because slowly, his rule...

They're better than you in every way. School captain of London's most elite private school, Ainsworth College, Clementine Fernsby forms an unlikely friendship with the kings of the academy, The Aristocrats. Together, the five of them investigate and unearth the dark secret buried within the academy, and within Clementine's own family. The first book in the Aristocrats series.

Anybody who is a somebody knows that the blue-blooded heirs of Queens Erlington Academy keep secrets. Never fall in love with a blue blood, or you'll become another one of their secrets. "I'm into girls who I'd forget," he pointed out, eyebrow arching. "And you, you are not forgettable."

"What do you want from me, Mila?" He asks, helplessly. I take his hands and guide them to my waist. "I want you to touch me, August," I reply, breathlessly. For once, I don't even mean it sexually. I want to feel his warm hands all over me. I want him to explore my body, to trace it with his fingertips. I want him to know every feature of my body by heart. I want him to map and memorize and annotate me like he does with his books. My hands slip under his shirt and I run my fingertips over his abs and up to his chest. I place my palm over his heart and, although he's been so good at hiding it, I can feel his heart racing. I withdraw my hands from his shirt and move them up his arms, feeling his muscles, and then to his neck. Sneaking a hand into his soft hair, I move in closer, until our lips are just barely touching. "I want you to kiss me, August. Are you going to, or not?" - 18 year-old Mila Farren is a social pariah at her catholic boarding school. Although no one at her school really knows just how deep her sins go, Mila is still labeled as the campus slut and trouble maker, even by her teachers. At the beginning of senior year, Mila meets the new transfer student, August Reid. August is a devout Catholic first and a hopeless romantic second. He has never sinned a day in his life and has no plan to Although at first he is able to resist Mila's attempts to seduce him, he soon begins to wonder if maybe a little sin here and there couldn't hurt. Initially, Mila isn't sure what it is about him that she's so attracted to. Sure, he's physically attractive, but it's more than that this time. Then she finds out that August's father is the new campus minister. Turning the preacher's kid into a sinner is going to be difficult. Challenge accepted.

"If obsession were a person, it'd be you." A street racer by evening, and a high-school student by day, 17 year-old Ola Sainz is forced to move to Los Angeles with her mother, where she crosses path with a typical California teenage boy. Theo Lauder, an 18 year-old introvert, book worm, and Captain of the boy's Soccer team trying to get through high school and make it to his dream school without any distractions. But he's out of luck when he meets Ola, who has an outgoing, brazen personality and can't seem to leave him in peace. The total opposite of him. She fell first, but does he fall at all? 𝑷𝑹𝑬𝑽𝑰𝑬𝑾 "𝘈𝘳𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘴𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘭𝘦?" 𝘖𝘭𝘢 𝘢𝘴𝘬𝘦𝘥, 𝘱𝘰𝘱𝘱𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢 𝘣𝘶𝘣𝘣𝘭𝘦𝘨𝘶𝘮 𝘪𝘯 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘮𝘰𝘶𝘵𝘩. 𝘛𝘩𝘦𝘰 𝘴𝘵𝘰𝘱𝘴 𝘪𝘯 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘵𝘳𝘢𝘤𝘬 𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘮𝘪𝘥𝘥𝘭𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝘢𝘯 𝘦𝘮𝘱𝘵𝘺 𝘩𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘸𝘢𝘺. 𝘏𝘦 𝘴𝘯𝘢𝘱𝘴 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘥 𝘴𝘭𝘰𝘸𝘭𝘺 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘮𝘦𝘦𝘵𝘴 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘱𝘭𝘢𝘺𝘧𝘶𝘭 𝘦𝘺𝘦𝘴. 𝘖𝘭𝘢'𝘴 𝘤𝘩𝘦𝘦𝘬𝘺 𝘴𝘮𝘪𝘭𝘦 𝘧𝘢𝘭𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘴 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘩𝘦 𝘧𝘪𝘯𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘺 𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘱𝘰𝘯𝘥𝘴 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩, "𝘐 𝘸𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥𝘯'𝘵 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘯 𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘬 𝘢𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘪𝘧 𝘐 𝘸𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘢 𝘭𝘦𝘴𝘣𝘪𝘢𝘯."

"You're atheist," I remind him. "You don't believe in god." "I believe in you," He murmurs, letting the cigarette hang from his lips. "I believe in whatever you believe." He says, letting the confession roll off his tongue as if it were that simple. As if god, the devil, heaven, hell-as if none of it really had meaning to him. "That's not how it works," I mutter as we walk down a few more alleyways-the city of Manhattan coated in a light blanket of snow. Henry Vitiello had never had anything to pray for, that is, until he met me-the only thing that had ever opened his mind up to the possibility of religion "Isn't it?" He argues, taking the cigarette by his middle and pointer finger before blowing the smoke out. "I'II dip my hands in holy water if it means I could touch you." "You'd probably burn." 𓆩♡𓆪 𝐇𝐄𝐍𝐑𝐘 𝐕𝐈𝐓𝐈𝐄𝐋𝐋𝐎, the reaper. He's a prick. An asshole. A pretentious son of a bitch. He's not perfect. He's not even decent. But he's hers. She could be a bottle labeled poison but he was an alcoholic, and he had drunk her empty. Now he was hungover. 𝐉𝐀𝐍𝐄 𝐈𝐕𝐄𝐑𝐒, the healer. She's known to be the perfect good girl, with perfect grades and a perfect life with a perfect family. They didn't know that behind the gated doors of their billion dollar estate, she was strapped down to a chair every night and picked apart just to be put back together in time for supper. 𓆩♡𓆪 star-crossed; adjective (of a person or a plan) thwarted by bad luck. 'star-crossed lovers' and that, they were. So they fucked under those very stars that tried so desperately to break them apart. 𓆩♡𓆪 ‼️DISCLAIMER ‼️ BOOK REFERENCES TO MARA DYER, SHATTER ME, MIND FUCK, ETC ARE ALL INTENTIONAL SO DONT BE RUDE. AS FOR TRIGGER WARN

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