Anthea Lianna Villarreal Since I was born, I used to live a life of following orders, rules, and obligations I was forced to commit to. A life where I was nothing more than a puppet they could control. A life where my choices and freedom never existed. a life I never wanted. I smiled elegantly at everyone, and now they think I have the perfect life they wish for, but they never knew the pain I tried to hide behind the mask I always wore. No one noticed. They believed only what they saw, but no one ever tried to truly see me. Not until her. Not until I found her. Since the day I met her, she looked at me as if she knew me without me saying a single word. Those piercing cold eyes... yet those same eyes always knew how to crack the mask I thought I would never want to remove.

Some mistakes leave bruises long after the touch is gone. Thalia married young, believing love was supposed to be forever. Now, at nineteen, she's learning what heartbreak really means. A med student surviving on caffeine, deadlines and pure stubbornness falls hard... and breaks even harder. But shattered things can be put back together, if the right hands try. Maybe those hands belong to Artemis Thorne. Artemis Thorne is everything Thalia shouldn't want, cold, unreadable, unpredictable in all the ways people warn you about. A lawyer sharp enough to destroy careers and hearts with the same precision. She built her power brick by brick, wall by wall, until no one could get close enough to hurt her. And then Thalia walked into her office with a broken marriage, trembling voice, and eyes that shouldn't still believe in love. Artemis knows better. Knows she should keep professional distance. Knows this is a girl who needs safety, not temptation. But some things are harder to resist than they should be. Some things feel like a dare. And somewhere between broken vows and whispered confessions, Artemis starts wanting more than she's allowed to touch, something forbidden. Because Thalia isn't just a client. She's the weakness Artemis swore she'd never have again, soft, tempting, and easily to ruin.

One girl, haunted by demons she never asked for. One girl, holding onto a dream with bleeding hands. One girl, clinging to a life she never was supposed to survive. One girl-and one infuriating woman she was never meant to meet. Aurora Winters, 18, soft-spoken and sweet like spring rain, begins her second last first day of senior year. The wreckage of a car crash last Christmas stole what little safety she had left-leaving her in the bitter care of an aunt who never wanted her and a man who only knows cruelty. Bruised, quiet, alone and unraveling, Aurora is trying to survive the storm. But survival becomes complicated when a certain woman enters the picture. Valentina M. Harlow, 37, new to this part of town, new to the school, old to the weight of the world. Once a sweet girl who ached to be seen, now a woman shaped by silence and cold resolve. Sharp-tongued, guarded, emotionally untouchable, manipulative and entirely disinterested in attachments. She is the oldest daughter who walked away-from blood and businesses, from love, from everything that broke her. It's been seven years since she last let herself feel. And she likes it that way. Until Aurora. What begins as uneasy glances and sharp conversations becomes something far harder to ignore. Valentina sees the pain in the girl's eyes. The bruises beneath the surface. And suddenly, the woman who feels nothing is faced with a choice: walk away as she always has, or reach out-risking everything. This is a tale of longing and danger, where hearts shatter, wounds heal, and reopen. Again and again. A story of two women who were never meant to orbit, yet crash into each other anyway. A story of it all. Of longing that feels like ruin. Of aching that feels like home. Of broken things that refuse to stay broken. A slow unraveling, a dangerous pull. A love that could save-or destroy-them both. Maybe they'll piece themselves back together. And set the world on fire, together.

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. //slow burn//age difference//ice skating// profxstudent//

Anna didn't move to New York with a plan. She only had charm, too much optimism, and a knack for getting fired. After a streak of disastrous jobs, she stumbles into a position as Sabrina's assistant. Sabrina has built her company on precision and control; Anna can barely keep her plants alive. They're complete opposites, but in the city that never sleeps, even the wrong match can turn into something right.

What will happen to Hannah Bellamy when the singular light in her life is blown out by her own questionable actions? Will she be able to rise to the occasion and play a beautiful symphony? Or will she allow the Broken Cords silence her forever?