after a prank gone terribly wrong, hayden jones is sent across country to caldwell academy, a school for the bitchy, the dangerous and the rebellious. and if that wasn't bad enough, it becomes much worse when hayden is accidentally put in the male dormitory, landing her in a room with the school's notorious heartbreaker, chase everett. [not edited...like at all]

𝐍𝐄𝐗𝐔𝐌'𝐒 𝐆𝐔𝐈𝐃𝐄 𝐓𝐎 𝐓𝐎𝐓𝐀𝐋 𝐑𝐔𝐈𝐍 𝐱𝐱𝐱𝐱𝐱𝐱𝐱𝐱𝐱𝐱𝐱𝐱 She's the city's top model. Seen by everyone. Known by no one. She survives by keeping her past sealed tight- every bruise, every secret, every ugly truth locked behind elegance and restraint. Her life is a performance, and she never misses a step. Until she slips... ...and falls straight into the orbit of the man she was taught to despise most. One reckless act- done under the guise of a false persona- sets something irreversible in motion. A line is crossed. A fire is sparked. And the illusion of distance between them shatters. That night leaves her with a hangover, and a realization she can't escape. You don't have to die to go to hell. Some men bring it right to you. He is power without conscience. A presence felt more than seen. The devil everyone fears. She is a mess dressed in designer. A voice that refuses to be silenced. The angel everyone envies. Logic says they should never align. That their worlds, their loyalties, and their sins are fundamentally opposed. Nexum says there couldn't be a better fit. 𝐱𝐱𝐱𝐱𝐱𝐱𝐱𝐱𝐱𝐱𝐱𝐱 𝐁𝐞𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐲𝐚𝐥 𝐇𝐨𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐥𝐞 𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐞𝐬 𝐒𝐥𝐨𝐰𝐛𝐮𝐫𝐧 @xplicitlyvenus 2025, all rights reserved

Fake dating the king of the neighborhood certainly had its perks, but what happens when being in a relationship is one of them? Monique Freedman is Harlem church royalty, soloist of the Heavenly Way Choir and the pastor's perfect, pristine daughter. But as time goes on she's starting to get tired of the same routine. She is completely invisible to her long-time crush-the polished head deacon's son. Desperate to get his attention, she breaks out of the box that she's lived in all her life, and she needs the perfect guy to help her do it: Amari Jones. Amari is the undisputed king of the block, heads turn when he enters the scene. But beneath his sharp exterior is a quietly ambitious, architecture-loving guy who has been secretly smitten with Monique since they were kids in Sunday school. Two issues: He doesn't play games, and that would include fake dating. But if her father, Reverend Freedman, saw them together he'd flip a lid. But a summer in Harlem has its own way of changing the rules. When a hesitant deal forces them together, Monique finally gets to see a world beyond the church. She comes to understand the spirit and the culture of the city she calls home, and she does it with Amari by her side. As fake dates and summer block parties melt into late night conversations, Monique realizes that the guy she was never supposed to like was the only guy that was listening all along.

She's a man-eater with a badge and a body count of broken hearts. As a DEA agent, Jonika's mastered the art of seduction, manipulation, and emotional detachment - using her beauty like a weapon and keeping her feelings locked behind armor no one gets past. But when her mission leads her straight into the arms of a dangerously magnetic man, the game changes. He's charming, calculated, and unknowingly the exact criminal she's been sent to take down. By the time she pieces together who he truly is, he's already slipped past her defenses - touching something real beneath the surface she swore no one would ever reach. Now, with a federal sting operation closing in, Jonika stands on a razor's edge: turn him in and complete the mission... or betray everything she's sworn to protect for the only man who ever made her feel something.

Bad girls ain't no good, and the good girls ain't no fun..

"Some love stories don't begin with confessions. Some begin with silence, missed chances, and two people pretending they never cared." ------------ She was supposed to marry someone else... but destiny made her his wife instead. 🤍 A soft-hearted girl. A dangerously calm man. And a marriage neither of them expected. Avantika Rathore & Avyukt Vardan #SlowBurn #ArrangedMarriage #WattpadRomance

selia⁠ is a brilliant future lawyer who keeps her life as immaculate as her luxury penthouse, using absolute perfection to shield the quiet depression and raw adhd her old-money parents weaponized against her. doing hair is the only thing that calms her mind-until ⁠saint⁠, a heavy street figure with an untouchable empire, sits in her chair. he reads people for a living and instantly sees through her flawless mask. saint resolves to give her the unfiltered princess treatment she's starved for, but as his dangerous reality bleeds into her spotless sanctuary, she's forced to choose between her pristine future and a street-connected love that finally makes her feel seen.

In the streets where love is dangerous and loyalty is everything, one wrong move can cost you your heart or your life. She's learned to move in silence, protecting her peace in a world that never plays fairly. He's built his name on respect, power, and the kind of reputation that makes people step aside. When their paths cross, it's more than attraction; it's a collision of two guarded souls who weren't looking for love but can't seem to escape it. But in a place where betrayal lurks close and loyalty get tested daily, their bond is put through fire. Secrets surface, enemies circle, and the streets demand a price for every choice they make. Will their love survive the pressure... or will loyalty to the life they know tear them apart? In this game, you either stand ten toes down or lose everything.

Asha Camari Hill has already lost enough to drugs-her past, her sense of self, nearly her life. Now sober and fighting for stability, she keeps her world small and controlled. Recovery is fragile, and she knows better than to tempt the darkness she barely escaped. She keeps her head down, clinging to routine, convincing herself the past can't find her if she doesn't look back. But the past never forgets. Before rehab, Asha made a mistake that left her in debt to a man who doesn't believe in mercy or clean slates. He remembers everything-especially what's owed. When he learns she's resurfaced, he doesn't collect right away. He watches from the edges of her new life, drawn to the woman she's becoming and the one she used to be. He is danger wrapped in control. She is healing held together by sheer will. What grows between them is unwanted and unspoken, a slow-burning tension neither of them is willing to name. He is the kind of man she should run from. She is the kind of woman he never meant to care about. And the closer the past presses in, the harder it becomes to tell whether walking away will save her-or cost her everything she's fought to rebuild.

"𝗦𝗮𝘆 𝘀𝗵𝗲 𝘀𝗲𝗲𝗻 𝗺𝗲 𝗼𝗻 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝘀𝘁𝗮𝗴𝗲 𝗳𝗿𝗼𝗺 𝗠𝗼𝗿𝗼𝗰𝗰𝗼." 𝐄𝐒𝐓. 𝐒𝐄𝐏𝐓𝟐𝟓