Jaiden Mitchell and Zara Kane have hated each other for as long as either of them can remember Not rivalry people mistake for flirting, not some cute childhood competition they eventually grew out of Real fucking hatred The kind built across rival high schools, cheer mats, bloodied knuckles, suspensions, parents getting called, and years of people learning not to stand between them when one finally swings Freshman year at UNC is supposed to be Jaiden's chance to start over, living with her sister, finally having some freedom, and throwing herself into cheer, the one thing she refuses to fuck up and the same sport her mother once built a legacy in at Texas Zara Kane was never supposed to be part of that Then the redhead walks onto Jaiden's fucking mat For the first time in their lives, there is no rival school keeping them apart, no separate teams, no walking away after competition and pretending the other one stops existing Now Zara is everywhere Same campus Same team Same fucking uniform Jaiden already knows Zara better than she should, her habits, her tells, the people she talks to, the exact look she gets before she loses control She tells herself it is because Zara is her enemy Because you should know your enemy Because watching someone is different from wanting them Until beating Zara stops being enough Jaiden wants inside her head, under her skin, everywhere Zara has spent years refusing to let her be, and Zara is about to learn that hatred is a dangerous thing to feed when the person hating you has never known how to want anything halfway Zara thinks walking away means she escaped Jaiden knows better She never escaped a fucking thing Jaiden just hadn't decided it was time yet

WILLOW Once I saw her standing there with her long pretty hair I knew I hadn't ever forgotten how she felt I felt this sharp pain whenever she moved on even though it was all over what happened that night We both made it clear we didn't want each other Or atleast tried Not wanting doesn't mean finding them in a crowded room. Not wanting doesn't miss how she felt in my arms But sometimes You can get what you fully need thought we would never speak after what happened SELENA I was finally moving on. Forgetting all of it, the late-night drives, sneaking out after curfew, and growing up together But moving on doesn't make you miss something you could've had. Moving on doesn't make you ache for someone. It doesn't make you still see them in someone else

No one hated each other as much as Tyler Murphy and Hazel Parker, every glance a slow, venomous burn. Yet beneath the surface, something deeper pulled them in, something they consumed in bitter, silent doses. It wasn't the hatred that destroyed them-it was the poison they couldn't stop sipping. The poison of love.

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 ?

When 𝐌𝐢𝐚 𝐊𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐭𝐡 has to move back to Cedarsville, the perfect, glittering village of her childhood, she expects to pick up right where she left off: rich, admired, untouchable. But Cedarsville remembers, and so does 𝐀𝐮𝐛𝐫𝐞𝐲 𝐖𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐛𝐫𝐨𝐨𝐤. Once, they were inseparable: two girls building worlds in a treehouse, dreaming about forever. Until Aubrey kissed her, and Mia called it gross, and everything broke. Mia's family whisked her away to England. Aubrey stayed behind to become the outcast everyone whispered about. Now, six years later, Mia's back. Aubrey's still the same: clever, sharp, a little desperate to be seen, and Mia's still pretending she feels nothing at all. It's not a love story. It's obsession, humiliation, revenge, and the kind of attention that burns more than it heals. They destroy each other slowly, intimately.
Because somewhere deep down, they both think it's what they deserve.

Manhattan belongs to 𝐒𝐨𝐥𝐞𝐢𝐥 𝐊𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐭𝐞. At twenty-three, she is New York's most visible success story: a fashion prodigy with Vogue covers, private fittings, and a reputation polished to perfection. However, beneath the structure, Soleil is volatile. Petty. Bratty. Childish. Defiant in ways that don't belong in the world she dominates, and far less interested in discipline than she is in breaking it. When her father remarries, Soleil gains a step-sister she neither asked for nor intends to tolerate. 𝐖𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐨𝐰 𝐂𝐡𝐫𝐲𝐬𝐟𝐢𝐞𝐥𝐝 is eighteen, newly arrived in Manhattan, and deeply rooted in one of the city's most visible religious circles. She moves through sanctuaries and society with quiet certainty, guided by devotion, restraint, and something far more rigid than faith. Willow does not bend, and when she cannot control something, she destroys it. They do not want to understand each other. But in a city that thrives on performance, the line between temptation and control becomes dangerously easy to cross.

Luna Monroe was the golden girl of Cornridge High School Definition of perfect She had it all: a perfect boyfriend, Cheer captain, Nice friends, and all the spotlight. She was untouchable. Until that Bitch showed up and messed it all up Madelyn Kane, the new transfer from New York City, came and stole everything from her, leaving her single, humiliated, and a bad reputation Luna convinced herself that once she moved away to Penn State and committed to getting her degree she would forget all about Madelyn Except Madelyn doesn't go down without a fight Madelyn wasn't going to let Luna get away from something left undone, and she wasn't going away anytime soon.

When a scandal forces hockey star Amelia Bennett into a fake relationship with guarded photographer Harper Lane, neither expects the headlines, or the feelings, that follow. What starts as a PR stunt begins to spark into something real, threatening to expose more than just their hearts. *** She's the world's best hockey player. She's a heartbroken photographer with nowhere else to go. And they were never supposed to fall in love. At 24, Amelia Bennett is the most talented hockey player on the planet-chaotic, impulsive, and the last Bennett standing without a ring on her finger. After a very public scandal threatens her sponsorships and reputation, the team's PR crisis plan is simple: clean up her image fast. Step one? A fake relationship. Something that should be easy, right? Harper Lane has no interest in fame, or falling for another golden boy-or girl-with a spotlight stitched into their skin. After catching her long-term boyfriend cheating, she's sworn off chaos and charm. But when her best friend Audrey begs her to stay with Millie temporarily, Harper finds herself in the middle of a media storm-and somehow agreeing to pretend to be Millie Bennett's girlfriend. It's only for the cameras. Just long enough to fix Millie's image. Just enough to keep Harper's ex boyfriend off her back. But fake smiles turn into real moments. Cold shoulders warm under shared blankets. And the girl Harper was warned about-the reckless, beautiful mess, is nothing like the one who makes her tea when she's anxious and kisses her like she means it. In a house built on secrets, one accidental love story is about to make

BANKS The fall semester has officially started. It's only been a couple weeks after the Summer Ball and the events following afterwards.The town was different.And a lot of shit was starting to happen The reemergence of Aaliyah Reynolds,my mother. A new school created between Vale and our rivals,Cedar. The towns distrust in the founding families especially the Alexander's And worse of all,Phoebe Hastings. She's convinced that I was in need of help and she was my only relief PHOEBE Banks is suffering.I know it. She hide behind the dark rumor and fucking all she wants. But I see the girl who spends too long staring into space.The girl who doesn't sleep.The girl who doesn't understand emotions The girl who looks exhausted even when she's smiling. Banks Alexander has spent her entire life convincing people she doesn't need anyone. But lately, I think she's forgetting how to need herself.

Zora Sterling has everything, she is beautiful, she is rich, her parents own the school everyone would kill to get in to, the only thing that makes Zora tick is Jade Winslow, the low life no one who shouldn't even be there, Zora has to break her, ruin her and destroy everything still alive inside her until she runs back to where she came from, far away from her sight. Jade Winslow was lucky enough to get in a school like this with a scholarship, because this way she'll most likely get into her dream school Crownridge in England, that's the only thing that keeps her going that she only needs to survive one more year, only needs to survive one more year with Zora Sterling, who represents everything she hates. It's one more year, everything will go smoothly without any complications, right?