Zoha is everything people see. Jaylo is everything they don't. One is adored. The other is forgotten. A bet was never supposed to matter. Just a challenge. Just a joke. Just another thing people would eventually laugh about and leave behind. But feelings don't follow rules. They grow in stolen moments. In late-night conversations. In hockey rinks and quiet lakes. In the space between two girls who were never supposed to understand each other-and somehow become the only people who do. For the first time in her life, Jaylo starts believing she isn't someone's second choice. For the first time in her life, Zoha wants something that was never meant to be perfect. But the worst part isn't falling in love. It's finding out that the person who taught you what it feels like to be chosen was never supposed to choose you at all. And sometimes, even in every life, love isn't enough to save you.

No one hated each other as much as Tyler Murphy and Hazel Parker, every glance a slow, venomous burn. Yet beneath the surface, something deeper pulled them in, something they consumed in bitter, silent doses. It wasn't the hatred that destroyed them-it was the poison they couldn't stop sipping. The poison of love.

Sometimes we're not even fully aware of how similar hate and love really are. How closely they sit together, how thin the line is between them. One wrong word, one wrong choice, of even one moment of dread, and you cross it without even realizing you've done so. That's how it had always been with Casey Miller and Olivia Lordan. They didn't hate each other for no reason. There were reasons, plenty of them, actually. Old wounds that never healed right, memories that calcified instead of fading, words spoken too young and carried for too long. But were those reasons valid enough? That was the question no one ever asked out loud. Because validity is subjective. Pain doesn't measure itself against intent. Trauma doesn't care how old you were, or what you meant to do. It just exists, shaping you whether you want it to or not. Everyone has flaws. Everyone has demons they fight in private. Some people turn inward and rot quietly. Some people explode. Some people run. Some people stay and harden. None of it is clean, and none of it is fair. And maybe that was the cruelest part for them. The fact that, once upon a time, it had been love, or something dangerously close to it, and that was what made everything else hurt so much more.

Tamara's lost everything-her family, her peace, and the part of herself that believed in happy endings. All she has left is the mission: survive, and make those responsible pay. Following a lead, she takes a job "babysitting" a spoiled government princess. What starts as bickering and mistrust shifts into something dangerous, electric, and impossible to ignore. But the deeper Tamara digs, the more she's pulled into a world of corruption, blood, and betrayal. And at the center of it all is the girl she was meant to protect... the girl she thought was innocent.

Eliza Hart doesn't let anyone close. At thirty-one, she's a rising star in the English department-sharp-tongued, fiercely intelligent, and always in control. Her lectures are legendary. Her boundaries? Unbreakable. She commands respect with every word, and no one dares question her authority. Until Lena Rowe walks into her classroom. Bold. Brilliant. Unapologetically defiant. Lena doesn't bow to Eliza's reputation-or her gaze. She challenges every word, every theory, every boundary Eliza has spent years building. And Eliza knows she should shut it down, ignore the undeniable spark between them, just like she's done before. But this time, ignoring the tension isn't so simple. In the space between literature and longing, defiance and desire, one question echoes louder than the rest: How do you resist someone who doesn't follow the rules but still makes you question everything you thought you knew? A slow-burn, forbidden romance of daring rebellion, buried truths, and the boundaries we never thought we'd cross. Until we do.

Lena is caught between the expectations of her family and the life she longs to live. In Selene, she finds something rare-someone who feels like a quiet refuge from the chaos, a steady presence in a world that's anything but. In a sunlit studio steeped in pigment and silence, as their bond deepens, Lena begins to confront the tension between what she's been taught to want and what she truly needs. In Selene, she discovers not just safety, but something far more complicated-and far more real. What begins as study becomes something stranger, tender, charged. And in the quiet space between canvas and skin, both women begin to unravel. A story of art, ache, and the exquisite undoing that happens when we dare to be seen.

In her senior year, Eve finds herself on a collision course with trouble and darkness from the very first day. Amidst this turmoil, she becomes captivated by a teacher who is her polar opposite. Driven by curiosity, Eve embarks on a quest to understand this enigmatic figure, leading to an unexpected and profound connection. As she delves deeper, Eve must confront the question: Will her curiosity and budding affection bring her fulfillment or heartache?

Ivy Williams didn't come to Heartfelt University for drama. She came to pass her classes, chain-smoke her way through the stress, and stay out of trouble. Then she met Professor Sinclair. Cold, condescending, and infuriatingly attractive, Sinclair seems to have made it her mission to ruin Ivy's life one lecture at a time. But Ivy gives as good as she gets-and the more they clash, the more the tension starts to twist into something else. Something neither of them is ready for but both of them want far too badly. Sharp words turn into slow glances. Power plays turn personal. And soon, the only thing more dangerous than their rivalry... is what might happen if it stops. [wlw]

𝐄𝐥𝐥𝐚 𝐋𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐞 was never supposed to be chosen. Yet, out of sixty thousand models, she was. Now under the control of StarCorp's cold and untouchable founder, 𝐓𝐚𝐲𝐥𝐨𝐫 𝐕𝐨𝐬𝐬, Ella finds herself pulled into a world of luxury, lust, and the impossible standards of fame. But Taylor plays a slow game. And Ella? She's determined to prove she's not as easy to break as the girls before her. [DISCLAIMER: The intended audience for this book is 18+.] © Tear Me Down may not be reproduced, copied, reposted or translated in any way unless explicit permission is given directly from the author.

Shay has learned how to disappear in plain sight. She moves through her days quietly-head down, emotions locked away, body trained to endure more than it should. Control is survival. Distance is safety. And no one ever looks close enough to see what she's learned to hide. Until someone does. Lilith Armstrong is everything Shay isn't allowed to want: composed, authoritative, untouchable. A woman who understands the body down to its smallest fracture-and sees far too much when she looks at Shay. What begins as instruction slowly becomes attention. What feels like guidance sharpens into something heavier, more dangerous, and impossible to ignore. Between the anatomy of the human body and the anatomy of restraint, lines blur. Power shifts. Desire festers in the quiet moments where it shouldn't exist. And Shay must decide whether being seen is worth the risk of being undone. Anatomy of Restraint is a dark, slow-burn psychological romance about control, obsession, and the intoxicating danger of crossing boundaries that were never meant to bend.