Nyla Coleman came to the University of Michigan Ann-Arbor to build a future in finance - she never expected to end up tutoring the school's star hockey player. Ryan Callahan is everything Nyla avoids in a guy. He's guarded, intense, and already on his way to the NHL as the nation's top prospect. The two, forced together by late-night tutoring sessions, clash personalities which gives both something neither of them planned for. With reputations, futures, and expectations on the line, falling for each other poses the most dangerous risk of all.

"I don't want the grades. I don't want the scholarship. I want you," he rasped, his grip on my waist tightening until it almost hurt. He was shivering, not from the cold, but from the sheer effort of holding himself back. "I've been in love with you since we were five, and it is a sickness. It's an infection. And the worst part?" He leaned in, his lips grazing my ear, his voice breaking into a sob. "I don't ever want to be cured." 𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆟 𓆝 What would you do if your boyfriend broke up with you for someone else? Even worse. She is that girl. Popular, cheerleader and horribly perfect. The one who makes all of your insecurities stand out. So I decided to hit him harder. The only thing that would piss him off more than seeing me with another guy would be seeing me with this guy. Because no one likes it when the enemy takes away something that used to be ours, not even when we left it behind as if it wasn't worth a penny. He hates him and it would be the perfect revenge. It really would if I didn't hate him even more. Growing up with the person you hate most in the world just because he's your brother's best friend is hard enough. Then imagine asking him to fake date you in order to make another guy jealous... Hopeless, huh? Well, consider me a hopeless cause because now, is the time for my revenge. 𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆟 𓆝 This story contains mature themes and inappropriate language, not suitable for all audiences. For a full list of TWs, please go at the beginning of the book, under "author's note". Reader discretion is advised. 𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆟 𓆝 Status: REWRITING Update: One chapter every Saturday STARTED on the 8th of January 2022 & ENDED on the 26th of February 2025

At 5 years old Jade fuller was ripped of her childhood to be raised as a trained assassin in the most unethical ways possible. She was manipulated and abused until an event would change her forever. After the death of her abductor, she gets an invitation to join a prestigious academy. Little does she know this academy is not like the ones she would read about in the basement she had called a home for 12 years, but actually a school for assassins'. She gets thrown into a life where she has to make connections and battle her demons from years of torture, all while trying to resist one of her grumpy but gorgeous roommates.

In order to go on holiday with their friends, mortal enemies Kai and Joey make a pact to be civilized with each other for the entire duration of the stay. Joey already thinks this is going to be the hardest thing she's ever had to do in her life...and then she learns that they have to share a room. Standalone in the Just One Kiss series *** When her friends decide to plan a group holiday for the summer, Joey Winters doesn't expect the one person she hates the most to be a part of the plan, and she certainly won't let being around Kai Rutherford affect her rules: never forgive, never forget, and never fall in love. Not only does she have to breathe the same air as him, she's expected to share a room - and a bed - with him too. Determined to make this work, Joey and Kai enter into a pact: they have to be civilized with each other all summer. If they don't, their friends will force them to stay in the creepy cabin included in their rental. Alone. Between passive aggressive compliments, late night arguments, and moments of confusing sincerity, Joey starts to wonder if she's had Kai wrong all along. And, just maybe, her friends will finally find out why she really hates him.

"I was trembling, the weight of the steel in my hand feeling alien and cold. I pointed it at him, my breathing hitching as he took a step forward, ignoring the muzzle pressed against his chest. "You're a monster," I whispered, my voice breaking. Alex leaned into the barrel, his icy blue eyes locked on mine. He didn't blink. He just moved until we were flushed against each other, his hands hovering over my waist. "The only one who can put a gun against my heart is the one who owns it. You, angel. Only my wife."" 𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆟 𓆝 What would you do if one day you woke up invited to... your own wedding? I spent five years playing parent to my two younger sisters, trading my dreams of figure skating for endless shifts, being the only one left to hold our shattered family together. But the life I built was ripped apart by a single envelope in my mailbox. I'm being married off to Alexander Sokolov. He was my high school obsession-the boy who haunted my thoughts for years-but he's also dangerous, cold, and drowning in secrets that leave a trail of blood wherever he goes. He's the last person on earth who should be around my sisters, and certainly the last person I should trust with my heart. Yet, when he offers to protect everything I love in exchange for my hand, I don't have a choice. I'm trapped in a gilded cage with a man who claims he's my husband. A man who pushes me, tests me, and pulls a side of me I didn't know existed-a side that's just as sharp and dangerous as his own. He thinks he's bought himself a sweet, compliant wife. He's about to find out that I'm the only one who can handle his darkness-and I'm not playing by his rules anymore. 𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆟 𓆝 This story contains mature themes and inappropriate language, not suitable for all audiences. For a full list of TWs, please go at the beginning of the book, under "author's note". Reader discretion is advised. 𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆟 𓆝 Status: TO BE PUBLISHED Update: TO BE DECIDED

"You really think I would've ruined it?" I asked quietly because I needed to know if she meant it. "You think I would've seen you-you-and turned around?" Her lips trembled, just a little. I ran a hand through my wet hair, heart pounding too damn hard. "If I'd known from the start that it was you writing those letters," I admitted, "I would've fallen ten times faster." 𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆟 𓆝 What would you do if the guy you've been in love with your whole life barely noticed you existed? Popular, confident, and just a little too perfect. Harry LeBlanc's my best friend's brother, the guy everyone loves, and the one person who's never looked at me the way I look at him. So when a school pen pal project pairs me with someone who actually sees me, I can't help but pour my heart out to this mysterious stranger. He's funny, thoughtful, and just the right amount of flirty. For the first time in years, I feel like I might actually be falling for someone who's not him. But life loves its cruel little games. Between tutoring sessions, late night chats, and the way Harry is starting to look at me like I am more than just his little sister's best friend, things are getting complicated and keeping me up at night. That's without counting on me to find out the most disturbing thing ever. Because, what am I supposed to do when the boy I have loved forever is the one who has been holding all my letters since the very beginning? 𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆟 𓆝 This story contains mature themes and inappropriate language, not suitable for all audiences. For a full list of TWs, please go at the beginning of the book, under "author's note". Reader discretion is advised. 𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆟 𓆝 Status: ON A BREAK, REWRITING WILL COME (right after PURE HATE is finished) Update: One chapter every Wednesday STARTED on the 9th of February 2025

[ This story is DROPPED ] "If I were to disappear, who would search for me?" When TJ wakes up as a villainess in a novel she can't accept it. Especially after realizing that she is the villainess, Elietta Pumchell, who is a powerful witch and is fated to die. Which complicates things more since witches are sadly forbidden in the kingdom and are sent to burn at the stakes if they are ever discovered. She has to accept this new life and thankfully entered the story only a little earlier before the main story started. So as long as she doesn't act like the original Elietta and stays out of the main characters way everything will be alright. Yet for some reason the male lead who is supposed to court the original heroine seems to look only at her...? All she wants to do is live a peaceful life in her garden... Highest Ranking #2 in bwwm #2 in jealousy #7 in possesive |ORIGINAL STORY| Started writing: 2022. 07. 10 Completed: 20XX. XX. XX [ Image source: https://orange-cherry.tumblr.com/post/625066530969944064 ]

"I spent six years mapping out exactly how I'd make you hurt the way I did," he spat, cornering me in the dim hallway. "I told myself I was over it. That I was over you." He reached out, his hand hovering over my cheek before he pressed it firmly, his thumb tracing my jaw with an intensity that contradicted his cold words. "But the second you looked at me, Sloane, the anger just... evaporated. I didn't even make it past your front door before I was yours again. God help me, I never even left." 𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆟 𓆝 What would you do if your first love, your best friend, and the only person who understood you just disappeared without a single word? I spent years finding my own rhythm in a house full of loud brothers and baseball, with only my running shoes and my music for company. Until I met Liam. He was my garden, my secret, and my everything-before he vanished. Six years later, I've moved to a new town, and there he is. Only, the sweet, attentive boy I remember is gone. He's the school's notorious heartbreaker now, and for some reason, he looks at me like I'm the enemy. He thinks he can give me the cold shoulder and act like I'm a stranger? He's dead wrong. I'm not the quiet girl I used to be, and if he wants a war, I'm more than happy to give it to him. The boy I loved is a stranger now, and I'm about to find out exactly why he's so desperate to make me regret ever knowing his name. 𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆟 𓆝 This story contains mature themes and inappropriate language, not suitable for all audiences. For a full list of TWs, please go at the beginning of the book, under "author's note". Reader discretion is advised. 𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆟 𓆝 Status: TO BE PUBLISHED Update: TO BE DECIDED

After a campus bet forces laser-focused figure skater Amara Desrosiers to fake date golden boy hockey captain Ethan Bennett, she must guard her Olympic-track focus as publicity, secrets, and undeniable chemistry threaten to derail both their seasons. *** Figure skater Amara Desrosiers starts her freshman year in Calgary laser-focused on scholarships, clean programs, and the Olympic track. No distractions, especially not hockey boys. Then a stupid campus bet pairs her with Ethan Bennett, the hockey team's golden captain, whose swagger hides a bruised family past. Soon, their snark sparks into chemistry neither wants, and a push for unity between the ice sport teams leads to a fake dating publicity plan. Between 5 a.m. practices, team after-parties, and the glare of university gossip, Amara fights to protect the dream her mother left her while Ethan tries to be more than a headline on and off the ice. When their bet turns into real stakes and their first "not-a-date" becomes very public, they'll have to choose: guard their goals-or risk them for something that looks a lot like love.

Formerly known as Golden In A Foreign Land. Two girls. Two lives. Two very different ideas of what love is supposed to be. Wura is trying to find her place in a new country while dealing with the boy who seems determined to make school unbearable. Zara is learning that growing up means questioning the expectations she's spent her whole life trying to meet. When their paths cross, an unexpected friendship gives them someone to lean on as they navigate family, faith, culture, friendship-and the boys who were never supposed to become more than a problem. But first love isn't always simple, and growing up doesn't always mean getting the ending you hoped for. Sometimes, finding yourself means losing what you thought you wanted. Love Written by 2 Hearts - two girls, two stories, and more love than either of them ever expected. Note: The images in the book are not mine. Credits to the respective owners.