"Relax," I murmured softly. My voice dropped without me even thinking about it, lower now, closer. "Is this okay?" Charlotte hesitated. I felt it in the way her shoulders shifted beneath the tension, the tiny pause before she answered. Her fingers tightened once more around the armrests. Then loosened slightly. "...Yes." The word came out quieter than before. Careful. Neither of us spoke. Then, after holding there for just a second too long, I leaned forward. Slowly-so slowly it almost felt deliberate enough to give her time to stop me, if she wanted to. The distance between us shrank inch by careful inch, my gaze flickering briefly to her lips before lifting again to her body posture, searching for any sign that I should pull back. But I didn't. And when the last trace of space between us finally disappeared, I kissed her. --- Audrey DuPont is used to the party life, smoking and drinking until the sun comes up, and throwing money without a second thought. But what happens when money can't save her? Charlotte Brown is the polar opposite of the head cheer captain. She's stoic, quiet, smart, and most of all, she isn't a trust fund kid like the rest. The only thing on her mind is graduating and making money. They both want something from each other, but as the thin line blurs between academics and attraction, they'll have to wonder: Is it really worth it?

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]

Είμαι η Μυρτώ (18) και από την 1η λυκείου, είμαι τρελά ερωτευμένη με την καθηγήτρια μου. Ο μεγαλύτερος μου φόβος; Να το μάθει. Η μεγαλύτερη μου πρόκληση; Να το κρατήσω κρυφό. ~ Κα. Γεωργίου, Το ξέρετε ότι έχετε μαγικές ιδιότητες; Όταν χαμογελάτε στην τάξη, νιώθω την καρδιά μου να θέλει να ξεπηδήσει από το στήθος μου... Και όταν μου απευθύνετε τον λόγο, συμβαίνει το ακριβώς αντίθετο. Παύει να χτυπάει για χιλιοστά του δευτερολέπτου, υποβάλλοντας το σώμα μου σε ένα ανελέητο σοκ... Μετά όμως που ακούω την ζεστή και βαθιά φωνή σας, οι ταχυπαλμίες επιστρέφουν... Κα. Γεωργίου, είμαι ανήμπορη να αντισταθώ στο μαγικό σας ξόρκι... Μόνο εσείς έχετε τον έλεγχο της καρδιάς μου και ας μην το γνωρίζετε... Και ας μην το μάθετε ποτέ... ~