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Three years after my death, Naomi Dudley—the woman I've driven away—finally returns to Avenport. She is still with Bryson Lloyd. She leans into him, looking sweet and submissive. At the story's end, the main couple's sweet romance continues. The only one who meets a miserable end is me, the villain who dares to steal the female lead. They are here to visit her mother's grave, and I happen to be buried just a short distance away. I float beside Naomi, looking at her and Bryson. They really do look like the perfect couple. Once the candle burns down, Naomi finds an excuse to send Bryson away. She walks over to my headstone and stands there in silence for a long time. So long that I assume she is just trying to find the right words to curse me. Instead, tears well up as she smiles and touches my photograph on the stone. "Kenneth, why haven't you visited my dreams?" I suppose it's because I'm not Bryson. My lingering regrets will never reach her dreams.

He thinks I’m a dangerous party crasher looking for trouble. I think he’s right. Moving into a breathtakingly luxurious new estate was supposed to be a fresh start for my family—or at least a temporary sanctuary for the next six months. Instead, it’s a chaotic den of wild parties, elite strangers, and secrets. When a late-night hunt for food leads me straight into the massive, high-tech kitchen, I don't just find a midnight snack. I find him. Callum. He’s devastatingly gorgeous, intensely arrogant, and radiates a dangerous, intoxicating aura that completely paralyzes me. He also happens to believe I’ve broken into his house to steal his hidden, highly illegal stash. Before I can even find my voice to deny it, he’s cornering me in the dark, threatening to have his guards throw me out on the streets, and making it thrillingly clear that I am completely out of my depth. My fiercely protective older brother arrives just in time to slam a wedge between us, but the damage is already done. Callum has made his verdict: I’m naive, I’m defenseless, and worst of all... I'm not his type. I’ve always been the quiet, overly trusting sister who stays in the shadows while the world moves past. But as the lines between enemies, strangers, and something much more hazardous begin to blur, I have a terrifying feeling that surviving the next six months under the same roof as Callum is going to be the hardest thing I've ever done. Because he is absolute trouble—and I might just be ready to crash his world.

During the holidays, I get home in advance, hoping to surprise my wife, Zara Hudson. But the moment I open the front door, I find out that an unfamiliar young man has already taken over my villa and is in the middle of hosting a party. The spot where my wedding portrait used to be now features an intimate photo of that man making out with Zara. "Where the hell did a loser like you come from? How dare you trespass on private property!" I'm shell-shocked for the first few seconds. But soon, I explain, "That woman in the photo is my wife. This villa is mine, too." All the guests begin jeering and making fun of me instead. "You must have gone insane from daydreaming! That woman is Mr. Barrington's wife! Mr. Barrington, go ahead and teach him a lesson!" The man, Alan Barrington, and I get into a huge fight afterward. Furious and humiliated, Alan calls Zara and demands that she get home just to prove that he's her partner. What everyone doesn't expect is that the moment Zara shows up, she gets down on her knees in front of me and begins bawling her eyes out. As I gaze at her pallid complexion, I just chuckle coldly in return. "Zara Hudson, I want you to scram out of my home with that boy toy of yours! Also, you'd better come up with a way to pay off those loan shark loans!"

Derrick Mendes is the resident bad boy that everyone warns Jordie about. But it doesn't stop Jordie from wanting and falling for the Bad Boy anyways. Despite being the town sheriff’s son, his heart leads him into uncharted territory and no amount of warning is about to keep him away from Derrick. Jordie can't imagine his life without him. As their forbidden attraction deepens, Jordie must confront the expectations of being a good kid and the risks of loving someone who lives on the edge. Duty or love when faced with a decision that could change his life forever?

He crouched in front of me and pulled my hair. “I’m talking to you!” He growled into my ears and I forced myself to whimper “I’m sorry” again. He looked at me with so much outrage. “I should kill you”, his voice was a low growl. “No one disobeys me – no one at all. You just failed your first test”. He let go of my hair and stood straight and I wished he’d just let me go. He walked away from me And went to stand in front of the table. “Take off your cIothes and get on the bed” he passed the command and I felt my bIood run cold. If not for the fact I was still breathing, I would have believed I was dead. I thought I was dead. He was going to do the same thing the previous man had almost done to me. The same thing was going to happen. “Make me repeat myself again and you’ll lose your head”, Alpha Leo turned with a snap and with his hands stretched towards me, and I started choking. I had to pay for the sins i know nothing about... I must fulfill my mother's dying wishes even if it meant giving my body and my pride away in return. Alexavia is on a mission to claim back everything her parents had lost twenty years ago, but will she be able to face the hurdles along the way ?

Cheryl has been obsessed with Carlson ever since they were kids. When she realized she couldn't pursue her dream of becoming a hockey girl, she decided to become a journalist instead. But her obsession with Carlson only grew stronger. Her journal became a collection of fantasies—filled with the intimate moments she imagined Carlson sharing with her. It was her deepest secret, something no one was ever supposed to find... until her sister discovered it. Celeste is the golden child—the daughter their parents truly see. Determined to bring Cheryl down and make sure she never gets close to Carlson, Celeste decides to sabotage her sister by exposing the journal and humiliating her. Carlson doesn't date. He's been set up with half the girls on campus—including Cheryl's own sister—and he's never shown interest in any of them. To him, Cheryl is simply his analyst, the one who breaks down his game footage so he can focus on one thing: being perfect on the ice. But everything changes when Cheryl uncovers a story that could launch her journalism career while destroying Carlson's reputation. She discovers he's been using banned substances. She proposes a fake relationship to protect them both, but what begins as a fake romance soon turns into something far more complicated. What happens when her sister will do anything to claim Carlson for herself? When their family is determined to tear them apart? And when Carlson's entire career hangs in the balance? Will their relationship survive it all?

"Try not to embarrass me out there, Sunshine," Tyler muttered. I rolled my eyes. "I'm not the one with the ego, Sinclair." ********** Flora Morgan lost everything in one day. Her perfect relationship. Her dream job. Her reputation—all because of an embezzlement scandal she knew nothing about. With thirty thousand dollars in debt, the last thing Flora expects is to end up tangled with Tyler Sinclair—the NHL’s most feared player. Cold, arrogant and tattooed. The man the media calls The Devil on Ice. One mistaken identity. One outrageous proposal. One fake relationship neither of them wants. Now she's living under the same roof as the most infuriating man she's ever met, smiling for cameras, modeling beside hockey's biggest star, and convincing the entire world they're hopelessly in love. The problem? Fake relationships have a dangerous habit of feeling real. Especially when buried family secrets begin to surface, dangerous enemies start circling, and the past refuses to stay buried. What happens when the cameras stop rolling... but Tyler still calls her his prettiest problem?

Kenneth Parker, my childhood friend—and the person I've secretly had a crush on—isn't into men. In the end, I find myself wandering into one of those shops out of sheer loneliness and buying myself a toy. That night, just as I'm about to follow the instructions to use it, someone suddenly opens the bedroom door. Kenneth stands in the doorway, his face frozen in complete and utter shock as he stares at me. Blushing furiously, I try to pull the blanket and cover myself, but Kenneth rushes in and takes the toy from my hand. He says, "It's alright, Xavier. I'll show you how to use it."

Scarlett Hayes only wants one thing—to survive her last two years at Westwood Academy. As a scholarship student surrounded by the children of billionaires, staying invisible is the safest option. Especially when it comes to Ronan Whitmore. The school's most feared boy. Ronan is rich, powerful, and completely unpredictable. Rumors follow him everywhere—fights, scandals, and secrets no one dares talk about. Scarlett has spent years avoiding him. Until the day Ronan approaches her with a shocking offer. He needs a fake girlfriend. Just for three months. Public dates, convincing photos, and the appearance of a perfect relationship. In return, Ronan promises to solve a problem that could destroy Scarlett’s future at Westwood. She knows it's a terrible idea. Everyone warns her to stay away from him. But Scarlett quickly learns something even more dangerous than Ronan Whitmore’s reputation. The way he looks at her isn’t fake. And the longer they pretend to be in love, the harder it becomes to remember that none of it is supposed to be real. Because the boy everyone fears might be hiding a truth that could ruin both of them. And if their fake relationship falls apart… Scarlett might become the next victim of the most dangerous boy in school.

Nora Jensen has a plan for everything. Senior year? Mapped out. College applications? Done. Feelings for Cole Whitaker, Millbrook High's infuriatingly charming hockey star? Absolutely, categorically, not part of the plan. But when Cole shows up at her locker with that look — the desperate one he'd never admit to — and says you owe me one, Nora finds herself agreeing to the most ridiculous favor of her life. One family dinner. One fake girlfriend. Simple, clean, transactional. Except nothing about Cole Whitaker turns out to be simple. Not the way he remembers her coffee order without being asked. Not the way he describes his favorite color as pre-game ice, before they turn the main lights on. Not the way he looks at her on the porch after dinner like she's something worth keeping — and she's supposed to be pretending he isn't looking at all. Nora made a deal. She just didn't read the fine print. The part where fake dinners turn into real conversations. Where negotiated terms start feeling a lot like feelings. Where the boy you agreed to pretend to love somehow becomes the one person you can't imagine pretending about. The rules were simple. Don't hold his hand. Don't look at him like you like him. Don't fall. Two out of three isn't bad.