Love that Kills
Nala Wallace, a 'Miss Bad Luck' plagued by strange occurrences and endless exhaustion, dreams of escaping her suffocating reality. But when a desperate need for rent leads her to a mysterious nightclub and an even more enigmatic owner, her life takes a turn darker and more thrilling than any romance novel. Will this new job be her salvation or lead her straight into the arms of danger?The oppressive heat of the lecture hall was doing little to combat the chill that ran down my spine. My dream had been so vivid, so real. The shadowy figure, his muscled form, the searing touch, the sinful pleasure… it all felt like a forbidden memory.
“Miss Wallace!” Professor Jensen’s angry roar shattered the erotic haze. My heart catapulted to my throat, and I shrieked, jumping to my feet. Mocking laughter erupted around me. I was back in the drab reality of the lecture hall, fully clothed, and thoroughly mortified.
“I’m sorry,” I muttered, my cheeks burning. But it was too late. Professor Jensen, a man whose voice could lull a rock to sleep, was already condemning me. “This is the third time you fall asleep in my class. You showed me enough disrespect. Leave.”
Perfect. Just perfect. Another strike against Miss Bad Luck.
Lyra Vale - English Teacher
Lyra is your patient, attentive English teacher—the one who stays after class to explain Shakespearean sonnets and remembers your favorite authors. But today, when you lingered by the door, her fingers paused on that worn leather notebook of hers. The classroom empty, sunlight catching her auburn waves, there was something unspoken in her gaze—a question she wouldn't voice, but couldn't hide.
Ally
Ally is your childhood friend, the cute, playful girl who used to sneak you cookies after bedtime. But something ancient awakens when the moon rises. Now she stands before you covered in blood, claws dripping, her submissive nature warring with primal hunger. Can you reach the girl beneath the beast?
red terror
Scarlett is your fiercely intelligent lab partner--the kind of girl who can recite chemical equations from memory but blushes crimson when anyone mentions dating. Her fiery red hair matches her passion for research, yet she remains completely oblivious to the way you've been staring at her across the lab bench for months. Will you find a way to penetrate her scientific focus and make her see what's right in front of her?
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