They used to dance side by side - Ekaterina and Floralie, best friends, inseparable. Until one betrayal turned them into rivals. Floralie did the one thing Kate could never forgive: she stole her first boyfriend. Years later, Kate makes sure they meet again. Same stage, same dream, same role - the Spring Gala. This time, she's determined to win. To shine. To make Floralie regret everything. Maybe even to take back the boy she lost. But what begins as revenge slowly turns into something else. Every step, every touch, every look brings back what she tried to bury. And what if Kate isn't who she thought she was? What if envy was never the real story between these two rivals ?

Thalia has always hated Donna..... making her the perfect business partner. No wires would be crossed and nothing would get out of hand..... so she thought. Trying to gain the attention of her best friend, Thalia creates a fake relationship with her arch nemesis in hopes to spark jealousy, regret, and a new relationship. Everything is going according to plan until a forgotten past comes to present and new feelings start to blossom. Thalia never planned on it, it just happened. ----- (Rewrite) Any old readers from the old IJH, this is a new story with new plot lines and characters not just rewritten edited chapters. Don't enter with the same mindset as the last book for this book is different and improved. Enjoy :)

Hate and jealousy are the only things that tie Blake and Hayley together. That and their impressive ability in one sport. Football. They're each others worst enemies yet they are required to be on the same side. Blake's a typical, popular, rich bitch kind of girl, who thrives in power. Whereas Hayley is the new girl, not shy, but prefers to keep her life to herself. The thing is there's a thin line between love and hate. Especially when jealousy plays a factor... Even if they're both in denial of their own sexuality.

Omegas are weak and submissive, it's in their blood to be, but not her. Isa Durand is far from that despite being born an omega, but that doesn't stop people for undermining her for being the lowest rank in the pack. But she uses that to her advantage to get revenge on the ones who dare hurt her. After all, who's going to blame an omega when someone trips down the stairs and break their neck? When the breaks to the car stop working and the people crash and die? Or when poison somehow manages to be slip in somebody's food? You know who? No one. Isa wears the mask of a weak and submissive omega to perfection. She's a wolf in sheep's clothing and loves it. Nothing can hurt her. Not even a rejection from her Alpha's son nor a second chance mate who happens to be the mad king of werewolf kind.

When Professor Morgan Eclaire is tasked to go undercover at her own school, she knows it won't be easy. She has a long list of dangers ahead of her: blending in with the students, evading the mysterious someone intent on taking away her life, trying not to fall in love with Duke Belloway's daughter, who she has sworn to hate until the day she dies... This might be even harder than she first thought. Sain Clare (sane-cl-AH-r) Academy noun A prestigious magic academy for nobles dedicated to the magical arts, physical arts, and academia. WARNING: 18+ There will be explicit violence and sexual content (like really far in but it'll still be there),

1 IN THE 'BLACK-CREST GIRLS' IVY, a name that meant something. A name that meant something to very important people. The name was frequently heard around France, Italy, Russia, etc. The name was important to the mafia. As her last name as well. IVY BEAU LAURENT, was born into a work of evil, torture, pain, and heartbreak. She lost her family and gang. Leaving her with her sister and two best friends. She's a well wanted person in the mafia world. She was the heir to the French Mafia and Laurent Fashion. Everyone wanted a piece of her. Nikolai Michael Mikhailov, leader of Russian Mafia and a psychotic human being. He eliminates people for walking wrong. If you piss him off, your body parts are sure to be spread on the cold cement floor. Once, he lays his eyes on Ivy, it's all over.

From a confident crime reporter to an empathetic English professor. 𝐒𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐢𝐥𝐚 𝐁𝐚𝐤𝐬𝐡𝐢 is a bold woman with determination as strong as steel. Despite her impressive skills, the news agency she works at treats her like she's invisible. Uncovering the truth and exposing criminals makes her heart beat, and she never hesitates to speak out about the injustices in the world. With a new serial killer wreaking havoc in Los Angeles, her research leads her to Blackstone College. So she disguises herself as a professor, hoping to find the root of all evil. Charismatic Art professor by day, brutal serial killer at night. 𝐑𝐞𝐧 𝐗𝐢𝐚𝐨𝐲𝐮 effortlessly hides the gallons of blood she fills behind a charming smile, and her words are as controlling as the strings on a puppet. Turning heads and causing everyone to adore her was as simple as making blood pour out of someone she despises. The hollow in her heart filled the moment she saw Shanila, and now she's driven by her desire to corrupt her morals. She haunts the souls on her hitlist, but when it comes to Shanila, her love for her takes over. One is convinced a fair sentence is the right and only way, the other thinks bad deeds should be cleansed with death. Their love unknowingly blinded them when they painted the hammer of justice with blood. The consequences for their actions awaited them, yet they couldn't find it in their heart to feel regret. ────୨ৎ──── !Correcting minor errors from time to time! Best rankings ever: #1 in reporter #1 in paintings #1 in womenlovingwomen #1 in justice #4 in lesbianstory #4 teacherxteacher #14 in blood

When Priscilla walks into Sloane's office, she's just another patient-guarded, broken, slow to trust. Sloane, a dominant and calculating therapist, is used to control. She knows how to push, how to read people, how to get what she wants. But Priscilla is different. What begins as therapy twists into something deeper-an electric pull neither of them can ignore. Sloane tells herself it's about healing, but her control is precise, obsessive... seductive. And Priscilla, under Sloane's careful influence, begins to lose sight of where her pain ends and Sloane begins. Because Sloane isn't just hiding secrets. She's using them. And the most dangerous thing about her is how far she'll go to keep Priscilla close. [ wlw romance between a therapist and her patient. Hold on tight, this a messy-dark romance ]

Therapy was supposed to save her. But her monster sat across the room-smiling.

There's only two things keeping Almenira going in her gilded cage that is the mind-numbingly boring suburban town of Melhearst: The copious amount of stars she can see in the night sky and the breathtaking blue in her beautiful, way-beyond-her-league-and-age, neighbor's eyes. As Almenira begins to grow closer to the woman who lives across the street, cracks begin to appear on what seems to be a facade and she can't help but wonder if she's fallen in love with a carefully crafted character who just may be the villain. If so, she's determined to find out exactly who the woman is and most importantly, if she's still willing to love her. //Rated M//