Madelyn Chung is one of the best clinical psychology PhD students Harvard has ever seen - the most controversial, too. After discovering a data fraud conducted by Harvard's star faculty, Dr. Charlotte Shelby, her future career seems uncertain as whispers accuse her of being a burdensome whistleblower. With a potential groundbreaking research project in the line, she is appointed to work with Dr. Alex Manning, Harvard's young neuroscientist and professor who revolutionized several research in his field. A life-changing opportunity for Maddie - but she must deal with the fact that Alex was one of Charlotte's past collaborators, and his career was at stake because of the scandal. Maddie has always been careful when trudging through the endless hours of clinical shifts and research. But when she doesn't know if the longing stares from Alex every time he tries to make her life harder are an indication of hatred, or if they mean something else, she starts to feel unprepared. Because Maddie knows she is a falling star, and if she holds onto the fragile trust between her and Alex too tightly, she will only fall harder.

Russian brothers triology 𝐁𝐎𝐎𝐊 𝟏 𝐀 𝐌𝐀𝐅𝐈𝐀𝐒 𝐒𝐄𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐒 Rule Number One: Never touch a man's property. Touch mine, and you'll lose every finger you have. She's my wife-an arrangement I didn't ask for, but one I'm keeping. I won't tell her I love her, but the air between us is catching fire. We're both changing, breaking, becoming something new. But then I smell it: another man's scent on her skin. Now, I have two missions. Protect my crown as head of the Bratva, and destroy the Delvecchi family for touching what belongs to me. 1#reckless

One photo. Just one fucking 𝙥𝙝𝙤𝙩𝙤. And within hours she's the woman who seduced her boyfriend's brother. Wrong. All wrong. But who cares about the truth when the lie looks so much better? ➽a REAL enemies to lovers story ➽ F1 Driver x physiotherapist ➽ Read the trigger warning pls don't start this at midnight. (You won't sleep.)

"Do you have any idea how much I hate you?" I ask, glaring at him. "You say it everyday, London." He mumbles, leaning lazily against his chair. "Well, clearly I don't say it enough because you're still sitting with me." "Maybe I just like pissing you off." He smirks. •.•.•.•.• Northcrest Academy, an elite sports boarding school that was built for champions. Privileged athletes. London Blake, the cheerleader. She was anything but privileged, yet managed to spend her high school years at the Academy on a scholarship. She grew up trying desperately to meet the expectations that she set for herself, and had one goal for her Senior year; make it as cheer captain and be the best you've ever been. Ace Reeds. The cocky, troublemaking yet annoyingly handsome captain of the soccer team. Soccer has been his entire life for as long as he remembers. The field is the only place he feels a sense of control, but deep down, he hopes it's finally a reason his Father would see him other than another problem to worry about. Despite being in the same school, these two seem to despise eachother, not being able to stand the presence of one other. One prank gone wrong ends in Ace and London spending way more time with eachother than they want to. Read along for Ace and London's senior at the Academy to see if they ever do get over their rivalry!

─────── 𝐄𝐋𝐎𝐈𝐒𝐄 𝐖𝐎𝐎𝐃𝐒, a fiercely independent romance novelist, known for her perfectionism and sharp wit. She thrives when it comes to planning and demanding an order, whether that be towards her intricate novel plots or her daily routine. Beneath her pristine exterior, she hides her worst fear: that her heart is too guarded to truly take a chance at love. 𝐅𝐎𝐑𝐑𝐄𝐒𝐓 𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐋𝐈𝐍𝐆, the exact opposite of 𝐄𝐋𝐎𝐈𝐒𝐄. He's charming & spontaneous, and a writer who thrives based on unpredictability. He chooses to live life in the moment. While his exterior is care-free and confident, he hides his own vulnerabilities - losing himself in someone else's world, and being unable to live up to his family's successes. Once their publishers force 𝐄𝐋𝐎𝐈𝐒𝐄 and 𝐅𝐎𝐑𝐑𝐄𝐒𝐓 to become co-authors for an upcoming novel, sparks fly in ways that neither of them even considered. From heated arguments over plots, to writing techniques, their rivalry intensifies over time. Although, as deadlines inch closer and closer, secret notes begin to appear in the margins. Can two people so opposing to each other find love that works on and off the pages? Or will their differing worlds keep them apart forever?

"she ain't nothing but a hoochie mama" 26 yo Alashay Gardens has been a viral internet sensation since the age of 16,it started off innocent with just outfit inspiration pics but the more she grew as a woman things took a turn. She lost her virginity the last day of senior year and things took off from there,she became what people consider a Hoochie not just off of partners but her now provocative style. The nickname didnt bother Alashay instead she decided to market off of it never disclosing how many people shes slept with but kept up with the rather revealing fits 30 yo Micah Emillion or Million to many people is a retired football player now going onto his 3rd year,not by choice,but force when convincing his coaches that he could still play after a serious injury didn't work. He doesn't stay down,he has two businesses,dabbles in charity work and is always on the go while still being consider the goat to his loyal fanbase. He just got out of a engagement with his supporting and longtime partner who stepped out and got pregnant by someone else so he's definitely looking for someone new What he doesn't expect is a strip club house mother to be just that..

Rules have always existed when it comes to the South and the North. Hate, kill, death, violence. In no way should anyone from the North have any kind of relation with the South. It goes for all-friendship and more. We call it the Crimson Protocol. Anastasia Romanova is a spy of the North, known as Agent Scarlet. Her only goal? Take down the South-and especially Agent Black, a cunning, sarcastic, brute man. They have been enemies for God knows how long, battling to get the other killed. But things start to get serious when they finally meet up close. Can they continue to say they hate each other when they are undeniably attracted to each other? Yearn for each other? Enemies in denial. And soon, they start to break those rules.

📚 Silk and Smoke Where silk whispers and smoke lingers, their love story begins. She's couture and command. He's chaos in quiet. Together - they could rewrite fate... or set it on fire. Ivikaa Ambani - the heiress who stitched Paris into her bones and stitched shut her heart. "Silk drips from her touch, fire hums beneath her ribs - Ivikaa, the princess of Paris by design." Adwait Agnivanshi - a man molded by Mumbai's alleys and armed with silence sharper than any scream. "Smoke doesn't scream - it smothers. Adwait, born from Mumbai's cracks, raised in its shadows." Between the bruises of power and the hush of devotion, their story unfolds - slow, aching, inevitable. Because when silk meets smoke... something always catches fire. Tropes : Billionaire X Billionaire Rich X Royal Paris X Mumbai Eldest Daughter X Youngest Son Fashion Designer X 10th Fail Spotlight X Shadows Ambani X Agnivanshi Silk X Smoke No cheating Trope!

𝘊𝘢𝘵𝘢𝘵𝘰𝘯𝘪𝘢! 𝘪𝘴 𝘢 𝘴𝘵𝘰𝘳𝘺 𝘣𝘪𝘳𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘥 𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘮 𝘨𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘧, 𝘢𝘤𝘤𝘦𝘱𝘵𝘢𝘯𝘤𝘦, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘦𝘷𝘰𝘭𝘶𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯. 𝘐𝘵 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘴 𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘮 𝘱𝘳𝘰𝘧𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘥 𝘭𝘰𝘴𝘴 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘤𝘢𝘵𝘢𝘵𝘰𝘯𝘪𝘤 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘵𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘧𝘰𝘭𝘭𝘰𝘸𝘴. 𝘛𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦'𝘴 𝘮𝘶𝘴𝘪𝘤. 𝘛𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦'𝘴 𝘩𝘢𝘱𝘱𝘪𝘯𝘦𝘴𝘴. 𝘛𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦'𝘴 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦. 𝘛𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦'𝘴 𝘨𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘧. 𝘔𝘰𝘴𝘵 𝘰𝘧 𝘢𝘭𝘭, 𝘛𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘪𝘴 𝘩𝘰𝘱𝘦. Josephine 'Josie' Herrera was at the peak of her career at only twenty-five-years old. She was famed for the theatre stage, where the dazzling spotlight had begun to burn a hole right through her. Car radios oozed her voice inescapably, turning the world into her stadium. Ticket sales boomed and theater seats sold out wherever this woman was set to go. 1990s, New York City was at her lithe fingertips. People knew her. Audiences adored her. But after all was said and done-when the playbills were signed, when the tour was over-what was left? Josie was stuck. Each day looped into the next, as all fine details were lost to the cacophony of her life. Nothing seemed to matter. She needed a change. She needed to disappear from the view sycophants who craved the artistry of her flesh; from the press-circuit buzz that gnawed her character down to the bone. Simply put, she was in a catatonic state of mind. The remedy? She had to shake things up.