BANKS The fall semester has officially started. It's only been a couple weeks after the Summer Ball and the events following afterwards.The town was different.And a lot of shit was starting to happen The reemergence of Aaliyah Reynolds,my mother. A new school created between Vale and our rivals,Cedar. The towns distrust in the founding families especially the Alexander's And worse of all,Phoebe Hastings. She's convinced that I was in need of help and she was my only relief PHOEBE Banks is suffering.I know it. She hide behind the dark rumor and fucking all she wants. But I see the girl who spends too long staring into space.The girl who doesn't sleep.The girl who doesn't understand emotions The girl who looks exhausted even when she's smiling. Banks Alexander has spent her entire life convincing people she doesn't need anyone. But lately, I think she's forgetting how to need herself.

CECILY I would like to say that I was off the hook this summer and could finally relax.But that doesn't seem to be the cast.Because I had a summer internship with the Vale Ravens as an intern.And you know who else was a intern?Lillian Valentine. I had a job to do.simp to say the least. Make sure Freya Alexander stays away from Lillian. Easy enough right? Wrong. Because for the longest time me and Lillian our forced in the same arena doing the same task together.Those feelings that I tried to push down just keep emerging.And the worse part? Lillian was feeling it too. :::::::::::::::: LILLIAN . If someone had told me a year ago that I'd be working under the Vale Ravens' summer program, I would've laughed in their face. If they'd told me I'd be paired with Cecily Whittaker every other shift, I would've called it sabotage. And if they'd told me I'd start noticing the way she bites her lip when she's concentrating-like it's the only thing keeping her from saying something she can't take back-I would've assumed they were insane. But here I am. Trying to act normal. Trying not to look at her too long. Because Cecily doesn't just watch me. She tracks me. Like I'm an anomaly she can't categorize, an error she's been assigned to correct but hasn't decided how to handle yet. Because Cecily has rules. I've seen them. I've watched her enforce them on everyone else like they're iron-clad. But why does it feel like she is softer with me?

Book 1 of Inheritance Series Banks Mitchell has had a plan since she was sixteen Play soccer at UNC, follow in her mother's footsteps, and love Noah Martinez the way she always has steady, certain, safe What she didn't plan for was Ivy Ivy Martinez has spent four years filing away the memory of one kiss that was never meant to mean anything. Banks called it practice. Ivy called it the moment she understood exactly how much trouble she was in. She watched Banks fall for her little brother anyway and told herself that was fine That she was fine She almost believed it They've been best friends their whole lives. Grew up in the same circle, at the same beach house every summer, around the same kitchen tables and their mothers best friends long before either of them took their first breath. Banks and Ivy were unavoidable in every aspect except the one that mattered most Now they're roommates Same apartment. Same walls. Same 2am silences that stretch just a little too long. Ivy knows every version of Banks Mitchell the girl who laughs too loud, cries at Disney movies and will look you dead in the eye and deny it, and has never once in her life slowed down long enough to feel something she wasn't ready for The problem is Banks is starting to feel something she is very much not ready for Noah is 30 minutes away, finishing his senior year, and texting every night like clockwork. Riley Mitchell is coaching right across campus and already sees too much. And Ivy is right there wild and warm and familiar pretending she isn't waiting for something Banks doesn't even know she's capable of giving One kiss was practice This is something else entirely 18+ | sapphic romance | boyfriend sister | roommates | slow burn | forbidden | college | found family | The Inheritance Series

SALEM If it isn't one thing, it's another.The Order of Vale is spreading their influence.More and more people are rallying behind the destruction of the founding families power.And my supposed half-cousin is behind it. My next problem:Bianca Kingsford. My fiance who I had no intention of marrying.Weve been enemies since we were childhood and not much has changed.Well a lot has changed but not with Bianca. For instance my father has found himself remarried.A wife and two children I didn't know he had.All at the worse fucking time And I thought it couldn't get any worse. BIANCA A Kingsford must follow through go a contract. We honor our word. We protect the family. We preserve the legacy. Even when it costs us everything. And my contract? Marrying Salem Sinclair, the princess of darkness itself. My enemy. My opposite. The girl who's made it her personal mission to ruin my life since we were eight years old. The town calls it unity. A strategic alliance. A necessary move to stabilize Vale. A Kingsford must follow through. Even if it means marrying the darkness itself.

Book 3 of The Legacy Series Sienna Martinez has known Liv Williams her entire life. She watched her grow up. Braided her hair before elementary school. Treated her like the little sister she never had. That's why this is so wrong. Liv isn't little anymore. She's eighteen, confident, and moving into the room right next to Sienna's for her freshman year at UT and she's looking at Sienna like she's been waiting for this moment her whole life. Sienna should walk away. Should keep treating her like Harper's little sister. Should ignore the way her heart races every time Liv smiles at her. But they're living together now. Sharing walls. Sharing spaces. And Sienna is running out of places to hide. Harper is Sienna's best friend. Has been since they were born. She trusts Sienna with everything including her little sister. If Harper found out, she'd never forgive her. If anyone found out, everything would fall apart. But Liv knows exactly what she wants. And she's not giving up. "You're my best friend's sister." "I know." Some desires are too dangerous to resist. [18+ sapphic romance | best friend's sister | age gap (22/18) | forbidden relationship | forced proximity | living together | slow burn tension | family dynamics | The Legacy Series - can be read standalone]

Princess Isadora of Astoria has felt the weight of the crown for longer than she can remember, she's been polished into the future leader everyone expects her to be, she's been taught how to walk, how to smile, how to react and to never under any circumstances put anything above duty and what's right. Alessa Sinclair knows exactly whats right or wrong, she just simply doesn't care, her mother being the president of the country allows her the freedom which she isn't afraid to use, she's never met anyone who wouldn't fall at her feet from admiration. That's until she met the Princess, what's worse is that now not only do they need to work together in politics but even at their senior year of high school. Isadora can't wait to be done with it, Alessa lives for the thrill, what does that mean for them exactly?

AVA I was the perfect daughter. The perfect hockey prodigy. The flawless sister. My entire life was engineered around mastery-precision-control. Perfection wasn't a goal; it was the only standard I ever allowed myself to breathe under. Starting at Amok College was supposed to be just another arena to dominate. Then she happened. Zara Lewis-a girl sculpted from chaos, stitched together with fury and defiance, a living storm that didn't bend for anyone. The longer she lingered in my orbit, the more my carefully built edges began to crack. Nothing about us made sense. She was the darkness. I was the light. And yet, somehow, she was pulling me under... and I wasn't fighting it. ZARA Perfection hides rot. I saw that the moment I laid eyes on Ava Solace. She wasn't flawless-she was a walking contradiction, polished on the outside, trembling on the inside. And I wanted her. Needed her. My mind is a hurricane of noise and rage, and she was the only thing quiet enough to cut through it. Ava was my downfall. But she was also the only calm I'd ever tasted.

LUNA Freshman year at Amok College, and my name already tastes like blood. I'm a Graves. Noah Graves's sister. The one everyone remembers for trophies, headlines, and the accident no one will forgive. My sister ruled Amok hockey until the night everything shattered-until someone died and the truth was buried under words like mistake and tragedy. Briarstone never buried it. Their captain, Celeste Frost, wears grief like a blade. Her brother is dead because of my family. When we first met,I know it was wrong.I feel her attention lock onto me-cold, deliberate, intimate in the way predators are intimate with their prey. Celeste doesn't just want to hurt me. She wants to claim me. And the most dangerous part? Somewhere between dread and defiance, my body reacts before my mind can stop it. CELESTE The Graves family stole my brother's future. I carry that loss in my teeth, in my fists, in every second I spend on the ice. When I hear that Luna Graves has enrolled at Amok, something inside me sharpens. This is fate finally paying attention. I expect hatred when I see her. What I don't expect is the way my breath catches. She looks breakable. Defiant. Unaware of how perfectly she fits into the space my brother left behind-how easy it would be to step closer, to test how far I can push before she snaps. I don't want her ruined. I want her to remember my touch when she tries to sleep. I want her to fear me-and crave me-until she can't tell the difference anymore.

"We'll be a fine line, we'll be alrigth" or There is a fine line between love and hate. But what happens when that line gets blurrier by the second? or Florence Ferrara and Clarisse La Rue hate each other, rigth? ClarisseLaRue X fem!oc COMPLETE

MIA I've been told my whole life not to trust people because there's another side to them-one they wouldn't dare share with the world. I never believed it until I met her. Kennedy Kingsley. Daughter of NHL legend Pierson Phillips. To the outside world, she was outgoing, charismatic, funny, and smart. But that wasn't the REAL Kennedy. The REAL Kennedy Kingsley was manipulative, obsessive, and a sex addict. When she discovers I'm in need of money to pay for the remainder of my college years, she corners me with an opportunity that will change my life forever. --- KENNEDY I'm in need of a wife. If I want to inherit my father's fortune, I need to get married. I would have a couple of years to figure out how to fall in love with someone and tie the knot. But my mother, as the CEO of a law firm, is determined to strip my inheritance away. I have no choice; I have to get married now. But to whom, you ask? Mia Cambridge-the quiet goalie who's been driving my body wild for the past year. She thinks it's just a temporary arrangement, a way to get my parents off my back. But what she doesn't realize is that I crave her-and I'm not one to play fair when it comes to desire. And soon, Mia will find herself ensnared by my desires, trapped in a game she never intended to play-one where I hold all the cards, and the stakes are her heart.