In eighteenth-century England,
a young woman named Edith suddenly becomes a widow.
Because her late husband belonged to a wealthy, high-class family, the Kenningtons take Edith under their roof, offering her a chance to rebuild her life.
A noble gesture, isn't it?
Too bad it is all just an illusion.
Edith comes from a different social class, and for that reason many cannot stand her - some even grow to despise her.
And among them, there is one man in particular: Jonathan Kennington.
Cold, rigid, and bound by the teachings and duties his surname demands, Jonathan despises what Edith represents, and the fact that she managed to win his cousin's heart.
Yet those very feelings of resentment, hatred, and irritation slowly begin to change...
transforming into something far more dangerous- something that threatens to destroy them both: a tension neither of them seems to want, yet one that draws them irresistibly closer.
But when another man, Sébastien, arrives at the villa - warmer, kinder, and more attentive, perhaps too good to be true - Edith finds herself trapped in a love triangle she does not know how to escape.
In an era where reputation and social appearance are everything, and where a woman must remain flawless and pure...
What is the true cost of following one's heart?
˗ˏˋ𝑨𝒖𝒕𝒉𝒐𝒓'𝒔 𝑵𝒐𝒕𝒆:'ˎ˗ (Updates every Thursday! ♡)
A dark, intense, and sensual historical romance
• Enemies to Lovers
• Slow Burn
• Forbidden Love
• Secrets and Scandal
A girl busts into music room #3 and claimed that they had taken her favorite viewing spot.
Lilith is a Yakuza and runs a syndicate. She has tattoos that cover her arms and lower legs. She has to cover them because she still needs to get a "normal education" as her father put it. She is extremely smart and already has a degree from a college.
No one in Ouran has heard from her since she left for America for her education.
*Okay this is so bad, I mean I tried to make an OP character in a highschool drama, idk what was going on- take it easy on this fic I know it's not good*
Find out what happens to her when she finds a club in the room she views the cherry blossoms from...
This is a fanfic---Mori x OC
this story has mature themes but there is no smut
Apparently everyone is doing a disclaimer on not owning OHSHC but...uhhh, I thought it was implied that I'm not as godly