PROFESSOR ALEXANDRIA GREY is terrifying, untouchable, and worshipped like a queen at the university she owns. She's 6'4 of pale precision, cold elegance, and unbreakable rules. No one dares cross her-until JEALYNN HARTWELL storms in. Jealynn, a rebellious scholarship student with fire in her voice and hatred in her eyes, lives to break every law Alexandria Built. They argue. They clash. They burn. But when a deal between families forces them into an arranged marriage, the girl who swore she'd never submit is now wearing Miss Grey's ring. She's the woman Jealynn hates most. Now she's trapped with the woman she hates most...But hate has a dangerous habit of turning into something hotter... and far more deadly. ENEMIES. WIVES . LOVERS? LET THE WAR BEGIN .. ------- "ENEMIES TO LOVERS" with leather jackets, slow burns, explosive fights, and electric stares. (18+ | Age gap | Dark academia | High tension | Action-packed | Spicy AF)

𝚆𝙻𝚆 𝐇𝐞𝐥𝐚 has lived a peaceful, carefully sheltered life with her father since the accident that erased her memories. Despite their power and wealth, she knows nothing of the world she once belonged to. Her amnesia keeps her ignorant of her past- of the truth, the danger, and the secrets buried in her name. Her former life is a locked door. Every memory, every scar, every sin has been hidden from her. She believes her life has always been simple, warm, and ordinary- because that is the lie she was raised to believe. To protect her... or to control her... her father chose to erase the truth and let her live inside a beautiful illusion. But illusions shatter. Everything begins to unravel when 𝐂𝐲𝐫𝐞𝐧𝐞 𝐄𝐯𝐞 𝐕𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐫𝐚- the cold, ruthless heir to her father's legacy-returns. Powerful. Merciless. And far too familiar with the past Hela was never meant to remember. As Hela stays at the 𝐕𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐫𝐚 𝐄𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐭𝐞, fragments of forgotten memories start to resurface- whispers of blood, betrayal, and a life she never knew she lived. Was Hela truly a victim... or something far more dangerous? What secret is Cyrene protecting-or hiding? And what will happen when Hela finally remembers the truth about her accident... and who she really is? 𝑊𝑟𝑖𝑡𝑡𝑒𝑛 𝑖𝑛: 𝑻𝒂𝒈𝒍𝒊𝒔𝒉 𝐠𝐞𝐢𝐚_𝐢𝐧𝐤𝐬シ︎

After six years of loving the same person and forgiving betrayal after betrayal, Rowan Jane Ford chose to disappear, leaving behind her past, her pain, and the life that broke her. What followed was an unexpected journey that led her beyond Earth itself, to the Moon, and into a future she never thought she deserved. Now she's back. With unanswered questions, a past that refuses to stay buried, and a new love that feels safer than anything she's ever known, Rowan must face the people she left behind. Caught between a love that is familiar, painful, and intoxicating, and a love that is gentle, steady, and safe, Rowan must decide.

Astrielle Montclair has done many stupid things in college, like sleeping through midterms or accidentally stapling her own hair, but nothing compares to The Email Incident. One misclick and she sends her fanfic starring her Literature professor, Winter Fiorenze Laurent, known on campus as "The Winter Storm"- to the entire class. Instead of expelling her, Prof. Winter assigns Astrielle to be her assistant for the semester. Now Astrielle spends her mornings grading papers beside her ultimate crush, pretending she's not the girl who once wrote: "Professor Laurent's gaze could melt glaciers and rewrite poetry itself." But the more time she spends with the professor, the harder it gets to keep her dignity intact, especially when the Ice Queen starts melting... just a little. Because sometimes, the line between punishment and confession is one awkward fanfic away. A/N: update everyday

Green Wynn "the siraulo" Zhanses Status: Completed Date started: 03.01.22 Date ended: 05.08.22

A story of two unfinished souls: a woman haunted by a painful past, desperate to bury her memories, and a ruthless hotel empire CEO fueled by ambition, who shuts out love and vulnerability at all costs.

Mary Dorothy Clava is an ordinary girl struggling in living her life. It's as if the heavens have punished her for whatever she did on her past life. Struggling to live with her own expenses, Dorothy's willing to sacrifice her dignity to a job which she cannot believe she'll have the gut to do. Will the awful happenings in her life continue? Or will the heavens align her fate and let her meet someone who's willing to get her heart struck after being bitten in love?

She spilled coffee on a stranger. She didn't know she was falling into her orbit. Ivy Moore is twenty-two, restless, and quietly unraveling beneath the weight of expectations she never chose. The daughter of a respected doctor, she has everything she needs-on paper. But between university lectures and long shifts at a campus café she doesn't need but insists on keeping, Ivy feels adrift. Until one wrong step lands her in the path of Celeste Deloera. Elegant. Untouchable. Dangerous in stillness. Celeste is not just Ivy's literature professor-she's also the editor-in-chief of the world's most exclusive fashion and culture magazine. Cold and precise, Celeste rules every room she enters. So when Ivy unknowingly applies for a job as her personal assistant, she finds herself pulled into Celeste's tightly controlled world of power, beauty, and brutal expectations. But working beside Celeste is nothing like Ivy imagined. It's long nights, sharp silences, stolen glances, and unspoken rules. And the longer Ivy stays, the more the lines blur-between obedience and desire, between curiosity and obsession, between what's allowed and what's already begun. Now, Ivy lives in two realities: one where she's the quiet student at the back of the classroom... and another where she walks two steps behind Celeste through velvet-curtained galas and midnight boardrooms. Close enough to feel her. Never close enough to know her. What begins as admiration becomes fascination. Fascination becomes obsession. And obsession, Ivy learns, always has a cost. In a world ruled by secrets, silence, and stares held a second too long, love is not gentle. It stares you down. And dares you to follow.

She was a student who always tried to prove herself, while she was a professor at the same time CEO who never let her guard down. Can these two truly find comfort in each other's presence? It begins with secret glances and unspoken concern, but...... Slowly it grows into something they cannot quite name. Is it only a secret they will keep in silence, or the kind of love that could change everything?

"By the time I'm serious, you're mine."