My palm cracked against his cheek before I even realised I'd raised it. He froze, then smiled-slow, cruel, like he saw something ugly inside me I tried so hard to hide. And then his hand shot up, fingers sliding into my hair.... enough to make me meet his eyes. Enough to remind me how easily he could close the distance between anger and something darker. "You think this makes you brave?" "No," I said. "It makes me done being scared." "Do that again," his breath touch my cheek, "and I'll make sure you never forget how I'll ruin you." I laughed breathlessly. "You already did. You've been ruining me since the day I stepped into this place." He smirked. "If that's what you call ruined, Sunshine, you haven't seen anything yet." "Obsessed. Psychotic. You can't stand not being in control, can you?" He leaned in, voice cutting. "Control? No. I just hate losing. And I hate you more than anyone I've ever met." "Leave me alone... demon," I managed, "stay out of my life." hating the tremor in my tone. He stared at me. "Demons never let go of their prey." his thumb brushes on my lower lip. "Until you do what I say." He stepped back and took off his jacket and held the jacket out between us. "You want me to leave you alone?" He said slowly like a challenge disguised as mercy. I crossed my arms. "What are you doing?" "Making it official." "Official?" He stepped closer, so close I could feel the faint heat still clinging to the leather. "You'll wear this," his grey eyes locked on mine. "You'll wear my jacket. Every time you feel it, every time someone looks at you, you'll remember who made you take it. You'll remember me and I'll stay away." For a heartbeat, I stared at him, hated him for how much I understood his madness. How he twists me, questioning my own sanity, using every crack in me as a weapon. Would Elara choose peace over him? Tale of vengeance, obsession and defiance. Dark academia aesthetic. Morally heroes, slow-burning romance. Enemies-to-lovers.

Isabella Harper, a nineteen-year-old, lost her color vision after her sister's suicide. She shut down herself from everyone and remained in her world until her parents force her to go to college. She couldn't get into a hotshot university since she was home-schooled. Isabella settled with a community college in Dunwoody, Georgia. Trying to live a normal life with her vision, Isabella is dragged into a whole new world. Everything happens for a reason. She met new people, experiences new emotions, and discovers secrets and the reason behind her sister's death. Now she wants revenge. Battling demons from her past, going to underground fights and nightclubs, hacking into a porn site, and on top of everything, there's Hunter Armstrong. Warning ⚠️ This book contains dark themes, mature and triggering content, i.e. description/talk of suicide, rape, porn, and mature language. ~^~^~^~ His lips cupped mine, and a swell of warmth unfurled in my heart. It was gentle and soft, something I never expected from a guy like him. He moved his right hand from my cheek to my waist, tugging me against him, and molded our bodies together. A wave of electricity went down to my core when he licked my lips. "Open your mouth, Bella." His commanding husky voice against my lips jolted my heart, and I followed his order like a slave. With no control, a moan erupted from my throat as his tongue met mine. It was barely audible, but I knew he heard it when he smiled against my lips. He swept my hair from my face to my back and gathered them in his fist. He tugged my head back, deepening the kiss, and my heart thrashed in my chest. At that moment, I didn't need drugs to know what being high felt like because his lips were enough to send me on nine clouds. Just once and I was addicted to it. If this is how being kissed feels like, then fuck, I've wasted a lot of time. ~^~^~^~ FEATURED ON: @Romance (Romantic Suspense) HIGHEST RANKINGS: #1 Goodgirl, Darkpast #2 Badboy #5 Newadult

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[Written in Bahasa Indonesia - telah dihapus sebagian] Freshly married into one of Indonesia's most powerful Chinese-Indonesian dynasties, Mikhaila Tanoto finds herself in a world where jade isn't just jewelry, qipaos are custom-fitted in Shanghai, and silence at the dinner table speaks louder than words. Her new battlefield revolves around Navigating social hierarchies masked as charity galas, decoding passive-aggressive praise from women in silk cheongsams, and learning that in this world, the real power lies in who pours the tea-and who doesn't get served at all.

When Alexis agrees to help the school's player, she must guard the secret that could unravel everything - even as unexpected feelings complicate the game. *** What happens when Alexis Dawson, the 'resident loser' of Redwood High, agrees to help the school's notorious player, Aaron Walker? How can she stop herself from falling for him? It isn't all love and romance - Alexis has a secret of her own. Join them on a journey of jealousy, betrayal, trust, friendship, and love. A little favour just got a whole lot more complicated. *** He was so close, his breath hit my lips. His eyes darted from my eyes to my lips. I stared intently, awaiting his next move. His lips fell near my ear. "Shut up and kiss me" He whispered roughly. A chill shot up my spine. I pulled back, staring at his eyes and leaned in...

Tentang Senja, seorang pemuda yang selalu dicap anak haram. Karena terlahir dari rahim seorang pelacur. Bahkan, rumah yang menjadi tempat berteduh baginya. Tidak pernah memberi kehangatan, justru Senja harus membayar konsekuensi untuk tetap tinggal disana. Makian, hinaan, bahkan kekerasan. Sudah biasa Senja dapatkan dari keluarganya sendiri. Namun, ia tidak pernah menaruh kebencian sedikitpun. Sebab, Senja yakin. Jika suatu hari nanti, dia pasti akan mendapatkan perlakuan yang layak dan kasih sayang, dari mereka yang selalu dirinya harapkan.

[END] PART LENGKAP [TERSEDIA DI TOKO BUKU] Julian Rozeanne Pollin, seorang Lady bangsawan beruntung yang berakhir menjadi Ratu. Ia melahirkan putra cerdas, dicintai rakyat dan semua wanita iri dengannya. Sampai kebenaran akhirnya terungkap. Jeffrey Narenth Felipe, suami yang ia banggakan berselingkuh dan memiliki anak seusia putranya. Ia tidak lebih dari seorang Ratu yang dibuang oleh Raja. Sembari menunggu ajalnya, Julian hidup dalam kemalangan yang menyisakan penyesalan. Hari itu pun tiba. Julian yang sakit keras menutup matanya dalam peristirahatan terakhir. Namun, anehnya... ia malah kembali tepat 10 tahun dimana ia masih tinggal di kastil Duke Vien dengan kondisi tubuh yang muda dan sehat. Ia dihadapkan oleh dua pilihan. Menikahi Jeffrey Narenth Felipe atau lari dari pria yang menjadi sumber kehancurannya. Dekdi A 2021

There's one white envelope lying on the desk the envelope that will take her into the stream of memories of high school and of course, the memory of a certain boy that has (or had, now) orange hair