(This story is the second part of 'I really want you to hate me' You don't have to read the first part to understand this. Feel free to read it without it, but the story is clearer if you have read the first one. ) HAYLEY She is just too intimidating, too scary and too cold. And too freaking beautiful. So gorgeous that sometimes I forget to breathe when I look at her. LILLIAN I want to fix my marriage. Nothing can keep me away from that. Not even her. I will fix my marriage. Even if I can't look at anything else but her.

Eden Maillard never felt important. She grew up on the upper end of the poverty line in southside Chicago to two mundane parents who couldn't bother to keep her under their roof when she came out to them at 17. Now 19 years old, life has seemed under-saturated for as long as she could remember. When Cecilia Belfiore walks into her life, a rich lawyer from the other side of town, the colors of life begin to bloom before her eyes. But Cecilia has a dark habit, one involving chains and leather. And Eden has a dark past, one involving love and loss. ☾ [tw: graphic sex, language, addiction, mentions of abuse]

Olive Martin had always been a hurricane in a world too small for her. A girl with a million shattered pieces of herself scattered at every corner of her existence. You could see it in her eyes, cold pools that swallowed everything until a dark cold bitterness was all that existed. Nikole Darcelle was a woman who knew power, she had conquered every empire. Yet love? That was the only luxury she couldn't afford, not when the whole world bent to her will with every whispered command. Her insatiable need for control would lead her into a collision course with a small force more volatile than anything she'd ever encountered. Both were disasters in their own, but together? They would either destroy each-other or ignite something much darker than either anticipated.

Esme Merrow thought the most dangerous thing in her life was herself. The way she moved through nights without thinking, let strangers touch her just to feel something, the way she avoided silence like it could expose her. At twenty, her life is messy, loud, and temporary-coffee-stained mornings, reckless decisions, and memories she never fully keeps. She doesn't notice patterns, look behind her and realize someone else already is. ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ Katarina Ivanova is not a rumor. She is a name whispered in the wrong places. A Russian mafia boss who built her empire on control, precision, and fear. Cold, calculating, and completely untouchable. She doesn't chase chaos-she creates order out of it. When Katarina wants something...she takes it with no hesitation, permission and no way of escaping her. ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ So tell me, angel. If a Russian mafia boss decided you belong to her... if she knew everything about you before you even noticed her... Would you fight? Or would you realize too late that you were never free to begin with? ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ Warnings: 18+,smut, explicit language and sex scenes, torture, sick obsession, drugs, alcohol, invading personal space, manipulation and gaslighting, psychotic behavior, torture, kidnapping, etc. You're reading this on your own responsibility!

| teacher x student | wxw | slow burn | When 19-year-old Lena James enters English Literature class, she expects nothing special. Instead, she meets Ms. Sinclair her cold, sharp-tongued British literature teacher. Elegant, cutting, and unbearably superior. From the very first lesson, the 34-year-old woman seems to take pleasure in dismantling Lena's every opinion with cruel precision. Lena hates her. She hates the condescending red marks on her essays, the raised eyebrow that makes her feel small, and the way Ms. Sinclair lingers in her thoughts long after class ends. But hate this intense has a way of twisting into something far more dangerous. With a strict 15-year age gap and an unbreakable teacher-student boundary, their slow-burning tension threatens to break every rule both in literature and in real life. Some lessons aren't taught kindly. And some hatreds taste too much like desire. "Ms. Sinclair's Secret"

Sienna Lawson, a weary literature student, is entering her final year at Ashbourne University. All she wants is to keep her head down, survive the year, and finally graduate. But the past she's tried to bury refuses to stay silent. It lingers-sharp, relentless-creeping back in ways she can't outrun. Then comes Juliana Blake. Cold. Commanding. Unapologetically intense. The new lecturer for Sienna's favourite subject-and a woman who carries authority like a second skin. Every glance is deliberate, every word precise, every presence impossible to ignore. They are opposites: ocean and earth. But when they collide... nothing stays untouched. Not even their past. //slow burn//age difference//ice skating// profxstudent//