𝐄𝐥𝐥𝐚 𝐋𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐞 was never supposed to be chosen. Yet, out of sixty thousand models, she was. Now under the control of StarCorp's cold and untouchable founder, 𝐓𝐚𝐲𝐥𝐨𝐫 𝐕𝐨𝐬𝐬, Ella finds herself pulled into a world of luxury, lust, and the impossible standards of fame. But Taylor plays a slow game. And Ella? She's determined to prove she's not as easy to break as the girls before her. [DISCLAIMER: The intended audience for this book is 18+.] © Tear Me Down may not be reproduced, copied, reposted or translated in any way unless explicit permission is given directly from the author.

"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?

❝𝐒𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐬𝐢𝐧, 𝐚 𝐬𝐢𝐧 𝐈 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐦𝐢𝐭.❞ Two fashion students, 𝐈𝐬𝐚𝐛𝐞𝐥 𝐀𝐑𝐌𝐀𝐍𝐈 and 𝐊𝐢𝐦𝐛𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐲 𝐋𝐄𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓𝐎𝐍. They recklessly hate each other. Their whole body fills up with rage with every eye contact, every reminiscence of the other, every touch. What will happen when they are assigned a project, and that project turns out to be a photoshoot? Maybe, they'll come to terms with the burning feeling that envelops their bodies wasn't 𝐡𝐚𝐭𝐫𝐞𝐝, overall. Copyright © 2022 deidarren™ No part of this book may be reproduced or used in any manner without the prior written permission of the copyright owner, except for the use of brief quotations in a book review. Disclaimer: No copyright infringement intended, pictures belong to the rightful owners.

SCARLETT Rule number one, never fall in love with your stepsister, rule number two, definitely and I mean definitely never fall in love with your stepsister who is a diagnosed psychopath. Thankfully I will be able to keep those rules easily since I never loathed anyone more than I loathe Sloane Blackwell. What she did I can never forgive and never forget. SLOANE Obsession is such an interesting feeling, you just get hooked and can't stop fixating on your prey. Too bad for Scarlett Beaumont the prey in question is her. She hates me oh so beautifully too, I know she'll never forgive me, good thing I don't need her to. She will be mine either way, I won't stop until she is, and her hate? That just keeps me warm at night. Let the games begin, shall we?

Medusa takes the job because it pays well and the requirements are simple. One house, two kids, one woman to answer to. Bianca is all three things she was warned about and none of the things she expected. Cold in a way that feels practiced, distant in a way that feels like a choice. She runs the house like she runs everything else, on her own terms, with no room for anything she didn't ask for. But what happens when the person who has never let herself be wanted becomes the only one you can't stop wanting? And what happens when the girl who was never supposed to matter starts feeling like the only thing that does? There's no good ending to those questions. There's only what happens next.

a true love story of a moody blonde and woman who is willing to do anything to her. Quinn Blue and Zoë Hassan have never been your stereotypical couple-taking things by the book, one step at a time. They've always been the people to take five steps forward then slowly step back. From having a baby before they were married to getting married, divorced, married, annulled, engaged, and then finally married-for real this time. Quinn is the moody blonde to Zoë dominant demeanour, they balance each other out perfectly. At least until things go sideways and suddenly they're back at square one: they don't know each other anymore. Zoë knows she wants Quinn but does Quinn want the same? Can she take Zoë back and forgive or is she just too stubborn to do so? ✳︎✳︎✳︎ "It's never going to be the same Zoë, I think it's best you leave." I said to her. "I can't leave Quinn." She said with a softer voice than she's ever used. "It hurts to be without you...please baby, just let me prove that." "I can't Zoë, it hurt too much." I said as I backed away from the porch and into the house again. "Goodbye Zoë."

Manhattan belongs to 𝐒𝐨𝐥𝐞𝐢𝐥 𝐊𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐭𝐞. At twenty-three, she is New York's most visible success story: a fashion prodigy with Vogue covers, private fittings, and a reputation polished to perfection. However, beneath the structure, Soleil is volatile. Petty. Bratty. Childish. Defiant in ways that don't belong in the world she dominates, and far less interested in discipline than she is in breaking it. When her father remarries, Soleil gains a step-sister she neither asked for nor intends to tolerate. 𝐖𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐨𝐰 𝐂𝐡𝐫𝐲𝐬𝐟𝐢𝐞𝐥𝐝 is eighteen, newly arrived in Manhattan, and deeply rooted in one of the city's most visible religious circles. She moves through sanctuaries and society with quiet certainty, guided by devotion, restraint, and something far more rigid than faith. Willow does not bend, and when she cannot control something, she destroys it. They do not want to understand each other. But in a city that thrives on performance, the line between temptation and control becomes dangerously easy to cross.

Isadora Collins an 18 year old student ready to start her last year of school as a senior, with a troubled past, suffering under her abusive mother and dealing with trauma. Meeting the new English teacher, a woman who turns her world upside down and shows her everything she was afraid of through a new view.

Isabella, 18 years old, enters Senior Year with an untouched mindset. Her goal is to quickly move past the year without drama, relationships, and certainly no specific enemies. She's quiet and studious, but not too long after, her life begins to change. Everleigh Rose, 18 years old, is different. She wants to make the most out of Senior Year, considering that she's also cheer captain. Her name is known, and she makes sure everyone is aware of who she is. Your typical blue-eyed blondie, you could say. After a misunderstanding at orientation, Isabella and Everleigh cross paths. They pick at each other from the start, and their arguments and hatred grows along with them. They hate each other like no other, but how long will it take for the hatred to be turned into something else? Something that they would've never imagined?

𝐇𝐀·𝐓𝐑𝐄𝐃 | '𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐬𝐞 𝐝𝐢𝐬𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐨𝐫 𝐝𝐢𝐬𝐠𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐭𝐨𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐝 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐨𝐫 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠.' 𝐀𝐮𝐫𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐚 𝐑𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐰𝐞𝐥𝐥 despises being told she lacks the answer, so admitting to needing a tutor after all the years of upholding her pristine reputation is already a defeat for her. 𝐈𝐫𝐢𝐬 𝐂𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐨𝐰𝐚𝐲 gets assigned to fix what Rothwell's pride keeps breaking, and as expected, things don't go very smoothly. Grades slip while tempers rise, proving that some lessons were never meant to be learned painlessly. Enemies make terrible students and even worse teachers. [18+]