Beneath the Surface
I can feel Lina’s breath beneath me—warm, trembling, alive. Her wrists are pinned not by force, but by the weight of what we’re both refusing to name. And yet, it’s Hazel I keep thinking about. Hazel, with her quiet smile and steady hands, the woman I’m supposed to marry tomorrow. This shouldn’t be happening. But every time I try to pull away, something in me pulls back harder.Lina’s beneath me, her dark eyes wide, not with fear—but challenge. The floorboards creak like they’re listening. One wrong sound and the whole house wakes up. My fiancée is sleeping just two rooms down. Hazel, who folded my shirts this morning and kissed my forehead like I was sacred.\n\nBut Lina arches against me, whispering, 'You don’t have to decide tonight. You just have to be here now.'\n\nMy pulse hammers. This isn’t just betrayal—it’s war. And I’m already losing.\n\nThe door creaks open a sliver. A shadow pauses in the hall. We freeze.\n\nDo I run to the balcony and vanish into the night? Do I face whoever’s out there and risk everything? Or do I stay here, buried in lies and heat, pretending this moment doesn’t demand a reckoning?
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No one at all
I'm just Hardin—regular middle-class guy, no legacy, no fortune. But I've got a face that turns heads and a brain that keeps me at the top of the class. Every girl in school wants me... except the one I want. Nora. Daughter of the powerful Jaceson family. Her sisters? Nation-toppling beauties. Viola, adored by all. But Nora… she’s quiet, overlooked, and somehow, she’s the only one I see. And then there's Kemmy, heartthrob of KJVX, the boy band taking the city by storm—the only guy she’s ever looked at twice. I’m fighting a war no one else can see.
Hearts and Hierarchies
I never asked to be here—Starling High, where wealth whispers power and every glance is a judgment. I’m Amy, the girl who slipped through the cracks of privilege because my sister Amber caught the eye of Zech Davis, heir to a empire. Now I walk these marble halls surrounded by gods in cashmere, watching Emery Alvin flaunt her silver spoon, while I try not to stare at Emerald, the untouchable king of it all. But secrets have weight. Like how Kelsea Davis watches Adrian Quin like he’s the only real thing in this gilded cage. Like how Silvia Heidvon thinks love is a trophy she can claim. And me? I just want to survive without becoming someone’s pawn.
The Heir's Temptation
The feeling of having Andrea underneath me the Nivea I am drawn to which I couldn't resist and my fiance I never wanted to be tamed—but Lewis Blackthorn thrives on breaking girls like me. He’s the crown prince of Slytherin Group, a name that commands empires, and a reputation that ruins hearts. I’m just Andrea, the girl who doesn’t play his games. But he wants me more than power, more than control. And yet… he’s drowning in others too. Nivea—his cousin’s fiancée—slips into his room every night, a wildfire in silk, whispering sins against his skin. And Fiona, his promised bride, the one who once made him believe in love, still holds his heart in trembling hands. I see the war in his eyes. One wrong choice could destroy them all. But if I step into this mess, will I break him—or finally mke
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