LANA: I fell in love with the golden girl. She's the perfect student, the skilled captain of the volleyball team, and the girlfriend of the nicest players on the football team. She's my best friend, but ever since she kissed me as a dare at a party before freshman year, that's all I can think of. Senior year is here, and after last summer's shitty series of events, I don't deserve such a wonderful woman as her. CHARLOTTE: My best friend is the school player. She parties and drinks and sleeps around, she's a free spirit. Apparently I've got the perfect life, but why do I still think about that kiss with her? Why do I wish I could have that type of feelings for my own boyfriend? Why can't I stop thinking about her all the time? She's just my best friend though... right...?

"Well if I don't need medical attention, why would I tell a doctor what happened?" "I'm not asking as a doctor," I clarify as I start trying to put some space between us. "Then what're you asking as?" She loosens her grip on my waist, allowing me to step back. "As someone you're trying to keep alive." "You just have to trust me, baby," She teases, a smirk growing on her face. "Stop," I say, firmly, ignoring how the pet name makes me feel. "Why?" She asks as she steps towards me and I back up. "You have a lot of questions tonight." "So do you," She counters, backing me up against my door. She rests her forearm above my head, leaning down. "If you cave, I'll tell you exactly what happened to my hands." "Cave?" I ask, feigning confusion. I know exactly what she's talking about. She only hums before her other hand drifts to the waistband of my pants. I try to control my breathing as she runs her fingers along the inside of it, almost absentmindedly. ~~~ Cyra escaped the dark world Verena calls home. She was never supposed to go back. But when her father puts a target on her back, Verena steps in and doesn't give her much of a choice. What starts as protection turns into something deeper, darker, and far more dangerous. Cyra knows she should leave. The problem is, she's not sure she wants to anymore.

In a Bangkok where vampires live hidden among humans, ancient rivalries burn in silence. Namtan Weerawatnodom is the flawless heir of the Originals - powerful, perfect, and proud. Film Mahawan is the chaotic daughter of a turned vampire house - messy, loud, and dangerously defiant. They shouldn't speak. They shouldn't touch. Falling in love? Unthinkable. And yet... (to be able to write this story better I used the help of Chat GBT to divide the concepts better, but everything is my idea hehe)

Riley Mitchell wears #10 like a crown The same number her mother wore when she was the golden girl of college soccer. But Riley isn't golden. She's reckless, impulsive, and carrying a legacy she never asked for. Tatum Hayes has been Riley's personal nightmare since eighth grade. Five years of bullying. Five years of psychological warfare. Five years of making Riley hate herself. Now they're both at the University of Texas. Same campus. Same parties. Same apartment complex. Riley wants to destroy her. Tatum wants... something she can't name. The line between hate and obsession is thin. And when they cross it, there's no going back. LEGACY OF VENOM A dark college bully romance

Two rivals. One arranged marriage. Charlotte and Natasha were raised to hate each other, but when business turns into fake love, their war of pride slowly becomes something neither expected.

Living under the same roof was the last thing Maya and Grace wanted. But when Maya's dad and Grace's mom decide to move in, there was no way around it. Maya is an impulsive, reckless, extremely rich girl who hates being told what to do. Grace, on the other hand, is simple, reserved, and seemingly perfect. They are polar opposites in every way, constantly clashing and challenging each other. As their differences make things worse, new feelings start to grow: jealousy, attraction, vulnerability. The lines between hate and something more start to blur. As their feelings grew, the undeniable desire and passion between them became impossible to resist. Neither of them was ready for it.

"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

When Priscilla walks into Sloane's office, she's just another patient-guarded, broken, slow to trust. Sloane, a dominant and calculating therapist, is used to control. She knows how to push, how to read people, how to get what she wants. But Priscilla is different. What begins as therapy twists into something deeper-an electric pull neither of them can ignore. Sloane tells herself it's about healing, but her control is precise, obsessive... seductive. And Priscilla, under Sloane's careful influence, begins to lose sight of where her pain ends and Sloane begins. Because Sloane isn't just hiding secrets. She's using them. And the most dangerous thing about her is how far she'll go to keep Priscilla close. [ wlw romance between a therapist and her patient. Hold on tight, this a messy-dark romance ]

In a world where vampires and werewolves are at war, love finds its way between two enemies. Jade, a cold and relentless vampire queen, once believed in peace across the world, but after her mate was taken from her during an attack, she vowed to do whatever she can to protect her kind as well as make sure that all werewolves die by her hand. Cassandra, a young but talented werewolf, wants to rise through the ranks and make a name for herself in order to get rid of the shame her brother brought towards her family name by becoming a traitor. What will happen when these two find out that they are mates? Will they accept their intertwined fate together, or will they continue their war? Warning: This will contain smut, violence, blood, and swearing.

If I needed to, I'd break every bone in my body just to feel her love. It's so soft and pure. It's not something you just throw away. She's not someone you just throw away. - Stella Perez.