Vienne Marlow, a medical student and his intern. She planned on surviving her internship peacefully and quietly-keep her head down, get the credits, and get it done without drawing anyone's attention. But that was before him. Before the late-night encounters, the smirks across lecture halls, the hands that shouldn't have touched her but did. Before she realized her professor wasn't just watching her-he was studying her. Mapping her. Obsessing over every way she could be his. Dr. Sebastian Vale, a surgeon and her professor. He wanted her bent over his desk, legs spread, skirt pushed up, panties on the floor, hair in his fist, screaming his name loud enough for the whole building to hear. 𝗧𝗥𝗢𝗣𝗘 𝗟𝗜𝗦𝗧 → 𝙋𝙧𝙤𝙛𝙚𝙨𝙨𝙤𝙧 × 𝙎𝙩𝙪𝙙𝙚𝙣𝙩 → 𝘼𝙜𝙚 𝙂𝙖𝙥 𝙍𝙤𝙢𝙖𝙣𝙘𝙚 → 𝙀𝙭𝙥𝙡𝙞𝙘𝙞𝙩 𝙎𝙚𝙭𝙪𝙖𝙡 𝘾𝙤𝙣𝙩𝙚𝙣𝙩 → 𝙊𝙗𝙨𝙚𝙨𝙨𝙞𝙫𝙚 & 𝙅𝙚𝙖𝙡𝙤𝙪𝙨 𝙈𝙖𝙡𝙚 𝙇𝙚𝙖𝙙 → 𝙋𝙤𝙬𝙚𝙧 𝙄𝙢𝙗𝙖𝙡𝙖𝙣𝙘𝙚 & 𝘾𝙤𝙣𝙩𝙧𝙤𝙡 → 𝘿𝙖𝙧𝙠, 𝙈𝙤𝙧𝙖𝙡𝙡𝙮 𝙂𝙧𝙚𝙮 𝙍𝙤𝙢𝙖𝙣𝙘𝙚 → 𝙁𝙤𝙧𝙗𝙞𝙙𝙙𝙚𝙣 𝙇𝙤𝙫𝙚 → 𝙃𝙤𝙩, 𝙒𝙚𝙖𝙡𝙩𝙝𝙮 𝙈𝙖𝙡𝙚 𝙇𝙚𝙖𝙙 → 𝙎𝙝𝙚 𝙍𝙪𝙣𝙨, 𝙃𝙚 𝙃𝙪𝙣𝙩𝙨 → 𝙏𝙤𝙪𝙘𝙝 𝙃𝙚𝙧 𝘼𝙣𝙙 𝘿𝙞𝙚 𝙏𝙝𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙩

The students look scared, but most are excited. Who wouldn't be for this class? Many eyes are glued to the man at the front of the lecture hall, busy writing the notes down for our first assignment. I grab my phone to take a picture of it and that's when I notice that a few others have done the same. But not for that reason. I freeze, staring down at the girls a few rows below me, taking pictures of the Professor. Soon, it's time for questions. I don't raise my hand. Instead, I listen in on the conversation between the girls, busy flicking their hair back or leaning forward in a seductive manner. "Are all the professor's as handsome as you, sir?" My stomach drops when he looks back at the woman, the grey orbs darkening. "How old are you, sir?" Another one asks. "Do you happen to do any extra help sessions if we get stuck?" My heart feels heavy as I lean back in my seat, pulling at the sleeves of my blouse. There's a sudden slam of something dropping onto the desk at the front. It echoes violently across the lecture hall, silencing any more talk or giggles. "I'm saying this once and once only." Professor Abel begins, glaring up at us. "I will not tolerate any talk or conversations that are beyond what I teach nor will I tolerate any actions that are not appropriate towards me. I am your professor, nothing else, nothing more. And also," my heart skips when the grey orbs rest on me, his lips slowly curling upwards. "my fiancé wouldn't appreciate it." I can almost feel the defeat and grumbles of some of the students as the silver band on his ring finger shimmers under the bright lights. My breathing quickens as my hand makes its way to the thin chain wrapped around my neck. The feeling of my own ring gives me a little moment of reassurance as he turns away, ending the lecture. What a year this will be. - A sequel to the first book 'My Enemy, My Professor'- #3 high - 06/11/2025

𝐋𝐈𝐋𝐋𝐈𝐄 𝐑𝐎𝐒𝐄- A stubborn, hot-headed girl who lost her mum when she was just a kid thinks she's seen it all. But when her dad scores a job that drags them from sunny Australia to the States, she's sure her life's about to go completely off the rails. Turns out, it's nothing like she expected-way crazier and a whole lot messier. 𝐀𝐍𝐃𝐑𝐄𝐖 𝐌𝐈𝐋𝐄𝐑- The most popular player in school, also the richest kid around, known for his killer charm. Every girl melts at his touch, and he just ticks them off his list like trophies. But that all changes when Lillie shows up on her first day, and they're at each other's throats from the get-go. Instant enemies, no questions asked ,,Well, he's a player'' He says frowned. ,,You are the one saying'' I say with a chuckle, not believing that he was saying that. ,,Well at least I'm hotter one '' He says almost too proudly while shrugging his shoulders. I snort and look at him raising my eyebrow ,,Says who'' ,,All the girls in school'' ,,Well, I don't so it doesn't make it all'' I say. ,,Well you don't... for now, but you will at some point. I will make sure of that. 𝑰 𝑷𝑹𝑶𝑴𝑰𝑺𝑬 𝒀𝑶𝑼''. Highest rankings: #1 in playboy #3 in enemiestolovers #2 in richkids #1 in enemieswithbenefits #1 frenemies

"So what's your type?" "What do you mean?" I pause, looking up from my book to meet the eyes of my dear friend. "Type of what?" She shakes her head with a chuckle. Her head then jerks to her boyfriend, busy trying to figure out a solution in his work. "What type of guy do you like?" "I don't really have one." I reply. "Come on, there must be something a guy does that catches your attention." My eyes casually glance around the courtyard, trying to figure out a quick response to her question. But then I hear a voice speak just to the right of us, Professor Abel happily talking to Mr. Levine. "Well?" "Older." I mumble. "Someone older." "Just older?" His deep grey eyes soften slightly in the sunlight. "Someone... colder too." "So you want someone as bad as Professor Abel?" My friend jokes poking my side with her fingers. I snap my head back to her, surprised at her question. To brush off the embarrassment I shrug my shoulders, faking a smile but my heart is pounding furiously. "Haha, very funny." It's as if our conversation has been leaked when my eyes rest back on the tall individual. The grey swirls are staring right back at me, his colleague oblivious of his wandering eyes. His expression is stern but in the light it seems as though his lips are curled up, making my stomach do a flip. "My type." I whisper with a small smile. - When her enemy of a teacher becomes something more than just a person she hates - Completely fictional! 🤗 Please vote~ #3 - high (3/10/2024) #1 - student (7/10/2024) #1 - enemies (1/11/2024) #5 - hate (18/11/2024) #1 - lovers (23/11/2024) #12 - heartache (04/01/2025) #4 - teacher (02/03/2025) #3 - teenfiction (14/03/2025) #5 - war (31/03/2025) #1 - high (02/06/2025) #6 - heartache (4/06/2025) #2 - school (21/07/2025 #2 - hate (27/09/2025) #2 - enemies (23/10/25)