KEEPING SECRETS IS EASY. KEEPING CONTROL IS IMPOSSIBLE. Being in love with your best friend is hard enough under normal circumstances, but in a town like North Shore where reputation means everything, every shared look and lingering touch feels like a liability. Sloane's world is defined by what she can't say out loud, but staying silent becomes a daily torture when Corinna enters the picture. Desperate to break Corinna's grip and salvage whatever is left between her and Emerson, Sloane gets tangled in a high-stakes game of jealousy and social sabotage. She's so focused on winning Emerson back and severing Corinna's hold that she never stops to look over her shoulder. In an instant, petty high school rivalries and heart-wrenching jealousy vanish. Someone in North Shore has been waiting for them to lower their guard...and the punishment for playing games is about to get lethal.

As she disconnects her lips from mine, she shoots me a smirk that sends chills down my spine. "You have no idea how long I've been waiting to do that," -- Aspen Grayson has had her fair share of crushes in her life: the beautiful celebrity in her new favorite tv show, the cute girl that sat behind her in algebra, the cashier that she crossed paths with for only a few minutes at the grocery store. But those were just simple infatuations that didn't last past a day. None have ever amounted to the crush she has on Ivy Charleston, her straight best friend.

They used to dance side by side - Ekaterina and Floralie, best friends, inseparable. Until one betrayal turned them into rivals. Floralie did the one thing Kate could never forgive: she stole her first boyfriend. Years later, Kate makes sure they meet again. Same stage, same dream, same role - the Spring Gala. This time, she's determined to win. To shine. To make Floralie regret everything. Maybe even to take back the boy she lost. But what begins as revenge slowly turns into something else. Every step, every touch, every look brings back what she tried to bury. And what if Kate isn't who she thought she was? What if envy was never the real story between these two rivals ?

La verdad siempre sale a la luz, es una de las reglas fundamentales del tiempo, y cuando sale a la luz puede liberarte... O acabar con todo. . . . . Historia original.

❝𝐒𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐬𝐢𝐧, 𝐚 𝐬𝐢𝐧 𝐈 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐦𝐢𝐭.❞ Two fashion students, 𝐈𝐬𝐚𝐛𝐞𝐥 𝐀𝐑𝐌𝐀𝐍𝐈 and 𝐊𝐢𝐦𝐛𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐲 𝐋𝐄𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓𝐎𝐍. They recklessly hate each other. Their whole body fills up with rage with every eye contact, every reminiscence of the other, every touch. What will happen when they are assigned a project, and that project turns out to be a photoshoot? Maybe, they'll come to terms with the burning feeling that envelops their bodies wasn't 𝐡𝐚𝐭𝐫𝐞𝐝, overall. Copyright © 2022 deidarren™ No part of this book may be reproduced or used in any manner without the prior written permission of the copyright owner, except for the use of brief quotations in a book review. Disclaimer: No copyright infringement intended, pictures belong to the rightful owners.

What happens when Morgan Valentine asks her best friend to be her fake girlfriend in hopes to make her long time girl next door crush jealous? Sounds easy... right?

Zora Sterling has everything, she is beautiful, she is rich, her parents own the school everyone would kill to get in to, the only thing that makes Zora tick is Jade Winslow, the low life no one who shouldn't even be there, Zora has to break her, ruin her and destroy everything still alive inside her until she runs back to where she came from, far away from her sight. Jade Winslow was lucky enough to get in a school like this with a scholarship, because this way she'll most likely get into her dream school Crownridge in England, that's the only thing that keeps her going that she only needs to survive one more year, only needs to survive one more year with Zora Sterling, who represents everything she hates. It's one more year, everything will go smoothly without any complications, right?

Kai Raymond, player, reckless, immature, arrogant and has little to no care about anything in her life regarding any kind of responsibility that is not partying, travelling or fucking around. Iliana Barnes, hard worker, well mannered, professional, very temperamental and likes to be in control of everything in her life. What happens when these two get stuck in an unexpected arrangement.

How far would Elizabeth Sinclair go to get back at her resentful ex? Would it be worthy to play her ex's game? Or will playing along will finally help her find the love she's been looking for... or could it be the very cause she loses it?

Delilah I was always the star daughter, even if my temper at school made me a troublemaker, I had been looking after my sisters since I was ten. I lost the love of my life at fifteen. I thought nothing could get possibly get worse, that was until I met her. Abby Bove. My worst enemy, and my darkest temptation. She continues to test me. Making me lose control, with this game we play on who will bite first. I bite every time, in hopes she'll run in fear, but it only brings her closer. But I think deep down we both don't want this game to end, because then we have to admit something, something that we both are terrified of. But now I'm starting to doubt my own self - control. She was a temptation. And I was beginning to be tempted. Abby Delilah Marie Blackwood. The worst girl to ever exist. The devil incarnate, who walks with her head held high, and her nails perfectly sharp like her grey eyes. Even when I think my day was going great, it ruins the instant she looks in my direction. She was taller. Colder. Ruder. And the daughter of a Billionaire. And way out of my league. But so was I. She thinks I'll bow down to her like all the others do in fear. That I'll admit I'm scared of her. But I'm not. Her reserved and cold interior, were ones that always made me annoyed and yet so captivated by her. Because even when I'm not looking at her, I always feel her eyes trail over me. I might be making a mistake, playing this game with her. But I am far from done with it. She was heartless, and ruthless with those stormy grey eyes, and those soft yet cold lips. She was everything I should stay away from. Yet I found myself inching towards her. One time I looked at her with nothing but curiosity and attraction, now I look at her with curiosity and a deep burning hatred as she does me. I never wanted the easy life, and by the looks of it neither does she.