Freya Skye has crushed on Malachi Barton for years. Back when he was just the cute, kind boy in math class, not the flirty football player every girl wants now. They haven't talked in forever, and he definitely doesn't see her the way she sees him. But when they're partnered for a major project, sparks and complications start to unravel. He's a player. She's a rule-follower. And suddenly, he can't seem to look away.

Freya has always been the supportive best friend-the one who cheers from the sidelines, who listens to every heartbreak and triumph. But with her best friend dating Malachi, everything changes. Because Freya isn't just watching from the sidelines anymore she's falling, Caught between loyalty and desire, Freya knows the rules never cross the line, never betray her best friend. Yet every glance, every laugh, every fleeting touch from Malachi makes the line blur. Forbidden and dangerous, their connection is electric-but is it worth risking everything for a love that shouldn't exist? In a world of secrets, unspoken feelings, and stolen moments, Freya must decide whether following her heart is worth shattering the life she's always known.

Avery's senior year is turned upside down when a kiss with her older brothers' best friend ignites a forbidden relationship tangled in danger, heartbreak, and family secrets that could destroy everything. *** "Aiden..." I shake my head, eyes fixed anywhere but the gorgeous man next to me. His hand grips my chin tightly, just enough to make me avert my eyes to his. "You know you want this as much as I fucking do. I want you to be mine. I want to be the one to hold you and kiss you the one you go to whenever you're happy or fucking sad. But let it be me, let me fucking show you that it should be me." He glares, jaw tensing. ...... ©hessaherophinelove

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✎ᝰ. 𝑰'𝒍𝒍 𝒍𝒆𝒕 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒃𝒐𝒅𝒚 𝒅𝒆𝒄𝒊𝒅𝒆 𝒊𝒇 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒊𝒔 𝒈𝒐𝒐𝒅 𝒆𝒏𝒐𝒖𝒈𝒉 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝒚𝒐𝒖. 𝑨𝒍𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒅𝒚 𝒇𝒐𝒍𝒅𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒊𝒕 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝒚𝒐𝒖 Freya Skye and Malachi Barton had everything money could buy-designer clothes, private drivers, and last names that carried weight in every social circle. But being born into wealthy families came with strings attached. When a business deal between their parents needed a little extra "convincing," the solution was simple: pretend their children were dating. Neither Freya nor Malachi asked for this arrangement. She thought he was arrogant, he thought she was impossible, and the last thing either of them wanted was to share the same spotlight. But with both of them attending the same prestigious school, the façade became their daily routine. Keeping up appearances was supposed to be easy. Yet between whispered rumors, staged hand-holding, and the pressure of living under constant watch, lines began to blur. And soon, Freya and Malachi would find out that faking something in public doesn't always mean it stays fake in private.