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Two professors. One university. And a rivalry so intense it leaves the campus buzzing and them burning. "I hate that you make good points." "No, you hate that I make them before you." "You've been staring at me for five minutes." "No, I'm calculating how your brain managed to produce such arrogance." "Your handwriting is as chaotic as your reasoning." "And yet, somehow, both still win awards." Professor Lilian Rose is the golden standard. Calm, precise, impossibly brilliant. Her lectures soothe, her students excel. She commands respect without raising her voice. Professor Daisy Oliver? Sharp, unrelenting, lethal with a pen and a gaze. Her exams crush egos, her top scorers become legends, and she wears her reputation like a whip. But when they're alone... the rules dissolve. A library encounter. A mislaid paper. Fingers brushing over ink-stained notes. A flash of heat, of awareness, of want neither of them admits. Every snide remark, every playful jab, drips with tension thicker than any lecture hall. "I hate the way you make me think... and want." "You want it more than you admit." Glances linger. Hands almost touch. Every argument teeters between humiliation and something more intimate. A spark ignites, fierce and undeniable. Their rivalry is no longer about grades or prestige it's about control, surrender, and discovering just how far each is willing to push the other. Exams become excuses. Faculty meetings, battlefields of lust disguised as debate. And behind closed doors? They explore the friction, the heat, the unspoken fantasies that have haunted their every interaction. Brains, bodies, and boundaries collide. Pride fights desire, arrogance battles obsession, and when fire meets fire, only scorched skin and satisfied, secret smiles remain. The war of intellect has become a war of lust. And someone is going to win... or lose... entirely.

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]

They both promised their husbands, "till death do us part." They didn't know wanting a woman would undo that promise first. Sienna has spent her life being good. Camille has spent hers being careful. Neither woman expected that one shared project would awaken a hunger neither of them had allowed themselves to name. What begins as professional ease becomes emotional safety. What feels like friendship becomes dependence. What feels like relief becomes obsession. They don't mean to change. They only mean to stay close. But once you discover the version of yourself that exists only in another woman's gaze, it becomes impossible to return to who you were before. As tensions rise and secrets grow, the world around them closes in and threatens to expose the chaos "Between Us." Between Us is a slow-burning, emotionally charged story of forbidden longing, unraveling identity, and the devastating question of what happens when the truest thing you have ever felt asks you to destroy the life you promised to protect.

It's Collette's first day of senior year and she already can't wait for it to be over. She's a good student with an even bigger reputation to her teachers, all but one. Valentina Fairbourne is new to teaching in this high school. Bigger pay, smaller classes. What could go wrong? Virtually nothing. But what about one student? Can things remain professional between the two? Strictly teacher and student? [THERE ARE ERRORS in this book! So many errors & they will get fixed soon enough. I just write for fun & none of it is professional. Please beware of these before you read further!]

Cordelia Ramsey is the kind of girl who's always in motion - weekend parties, hallway laughter, a little too much eyeliner, and a lot of charm. She's not perfect, but she's not trying to be. Grades? Decent. Friends? Plenty. Life? Complicated. Then comes Ms. Deborah Everett - cool, unreadable, and dressed like she walked out of a noir film. Her voice is soft but cutting, her looks linger a moment too long, and her comments always land like a dare. She shouldn't notice Cordelia. Cordelia shouldn't care. But the way Ms. Everett calls her Miss Ramsey, the way her eyes flicker with something Cordelia can't quite name - it sticks. It grows. It lingers. As late assignments turn into after-school conversations, and sarcasm turns into something quieter, deeper - Cordelia starts to wonder: What exactly is happening here? And more dangerously... what if she doesn't want it to stop? A slow-burn romance full of sharp tension, forbidden glances, and the space between wanting something - and knowing you shouldn't touch it.

Emily Nelson is an eighteen-year-old high school student stepping into her final year, determined to get through it like any other. But everything shifts when she meets Ms. Miller, the new English teacher, thirty-two, composed, and impossible to ignore. From the moment Emily walks into her classroom, something about Ms. Miller lingers in her mind. It starts small - a glance held a second too long, a voice that cuts through the noise, a presence that feels impossible to shake. But over time, those moments begin to build into something Emily can't quite name-and even less control. And yet, the more Emily tries to focus on everything else-school, friends, her final year-the harder it becomes not to notice her. Not to think about her. Not to want what she knows she shouldn't. What will happen when lines begin to blur, when silence becomes heavier than words, and when the distance between student and teacher starts to feel impossibly fragile? In a year meant for endings, Emily might just find herself beginning something she can't easily walk away from.

A sharp-tongued journalism student with too many opinions. A crown princess trained to keep hers hidden. When Orm Kornnaphat and Lingling Sirilak cross paths in a literature class, their oposing worlds ignite: One challenges power, the other was born into it. And neither of them is willing to back down.

Orm Kornnaphat, the heiress of the Sethratanapong Legacy, faces an arranged marriage to the son of a powerful political family. Determined to make her own choices, she seeks a way to escape the expectations imposed on her. In an unexpected move, she proposes a fake relationship with her longtime rival, Lingling Kwong. Lingling, the heiress of the Kwong Empire, is admired for her intelligence, charm and lively personality. Although she appears carefree, she has secretly harbored feelings for Orm for years without ever revealing them. As their fake relationship forces them to spend more time together, the rivalry and tension between them gradually give way to deeper emotions. What begins as a plan to deceive their families soon becomes more complicated as they struggle to ignore their growing feelings for one another. Will their fake relationship remain just an act? Or will two rivals finally admit the love they've been hiding all along?

What started as a naive mission quickly spirals into something far more dangerous-and far more personal. Lingling Kwong, 28, is a CIA agent known for three things: being cocky, mysterious, and having an almost unbelievable talent for getting shot at daily. Right now, she's chasing a single enemy, the one target she refuses to let go. Unfortunately for Lingling, luck has never exactly been on her side. Which is how she ends up bleeding on Orm's doorstep. Orm had only known Lingling as the infuriatingly confident barista who kept drawing little hearts in her coffee foam-something Orm had dismissed as a naive attempt at flirting. What she didn't know was that Lingling's world came with car chases, gunfire, and enemies who wouldn't hesitate to kill anyone standing too close. And now Orm is standing very close. She insists she doesn't like Lingling-the arrogance, the reckless plans, the constant danger that seems to follow her everywhere. But somewhere between late-night escapes, speeding cars, and bullets tearing through the air, Orm realises she can't look away from Lingling... and she can't leave her either. The only problem? Lingling Kwong has a habit of flirting with death almost every day.