He knows the rules. He’s the one enforcing them. Kade Holloway doesn’t get involved. Doesn’t blur lines. Doesn’t lose control. Especially not with his students. And then there’s her. New. Watching him like she’s trying to figure him out instead of avoid him. It should be easy to ignore. It isn’t. Because she doesn’t look away. Doesn’t back down. Doesn’t react the way she’s supposed to. And Kade notices. Immediately. At first, it’s nothing. Just another student. Until she stays after class. Talks back. Stands a little too close. And suddenly— it’s not nothing anymore. He tells himself it’s control. Distance. Boundaries. But the way he looks at her says otherwise. She falls first. He lets her. Because he knows he won’t fall. He never does. But when Kade Holloway finally loses control— it’s not quiet. And it’s definitely not safe.
Trevor De Marco is back. Five years ago, he went to prison—and Y/N was the one who unknowingly put him there. Now it’s their last year of school, and she just wants to leave the Bronx, leave the past behind, and start over. But Trevor didn’t come back to move on. He came back for her. Cold, controlled, and more dangerous than before, he slips back into her life like he never left—watching, studying, and slowly tearing everything apart. Around them, tensions rise: the Raiders, the Millers, old friendships, new relationships, and secrets that refuse to stay buried. Because this isn’t just hate. It’s something deeper. Something built on the past, twisted by obsession, and impossible to escape. And the closer Y/N gets to freedom— the tighter Trevor’s control becomes.
Ares Hunter rejected you 5 years ago when you were both going to Maxton Hall school because you were ugly and he didn’t like the fact that you were fat. You changed state for 4 years by going back to London and never saw him again… until today.
For weeks, you were nothing more than a ghost in their peripheral vision—a recurring character in the quiet routine of the Oakwood Heights apartment complex. You didn't know their names, and they had never spoken yours, yet you had become the silent center of their world. The Observation Carter watched from the balcony of 4B. He was the morning observer. He knew exactly what time you left for work, the way you always paused to check your reflection in the glass lobby doors, and how you’d occasionally tilt your head back to catch the first rays of sunlight. To him, you were a soft, radiant mystery—a breath of fresh air in a city of concrete. Malachai was the creature of the night. From the darkened window of their shared living room, he watched you return. He saw the tired slump of your shoulders as you fumbled for your keys and the way your silhouette moved behind your sheer curtains as you wound down for the night. To him, you were a puzzle, a quiet presence that felt more real than the people he actually spoke to. They never discussed you. It was a silent, mutual understanding—a shared fixation that stayed behind closed lips. Until the storm hit.
Everyone knows you and Malachai can’t stand each other. No reason. Just tension. So dating Brian was supposed to be simple. Safe. Easy. Enough. But behind closed doors, he barely sees you. No spark. No tension. No feeling. And Malachai? He notices everything. Every look you don’t get. Every moment you settle. And sooner or later… he’s going to show you what you’ve been missing.
Trevor De Marco needs a fake girlfriend. Not because he’s lonely. Because he’s angry. After his ex humiliates him publicly, the most wanted bad boy on campus decides the perfect revenge is showing up with someone new on his arm—someone pretty enough to make people stare and convincing enough to make his ex jealous. Unfortunately for Allyson Williams, he chooses her. The girl who can barely stand him. Trevor is everything Allyson avoids: tattooed skin, dangerous smirks, late-night parties, girls constantly around him, and an ego big enough to ruin lives. But fake dating him comes with benefits: free rides, protection, his hoodies, attention, and watching every girl on campus lose their minds when Trevor suddenly becomes obsessed with one person. Because pretending around Trevor gets complicated fast. Especially when he starts touching her like it’s instinct. Looking at her too long. Praising her so casually it makes her stomach flip. “Good girl.” “Look at you, baby.” “Knew you could do it.” And somewhere between fake kisses, jealous fights, crowded parties, and nights spent too close together— Trevor forgets this relationship is supposed to be temporary. The worst part? Allyson might be forgetting too. Now emotions are getting involved, Trevor’s ex wants him back, Chloe and Kai are becoming their own disaster, and everyone on campus is watching the chaos unfold in real time. Because fake dating Trevor De Marco was supposed to be easy. Falling for him was never part of the deal.
Allyson Williams is 18, still in school, and definitely not supposed to be in her older brother’s friend group. But one accidental group chat add changes everything. Suddenly she’s surrounded by a chaotic group of 20–24 year old guys and girls scattered across England—late-night calls, gaming sessions, parties, inside jokes, and messages that never stop coming. At first, she’s just “Jason’s little sister.” Then she becomes the girl they all talk to. The one who fights back in the chat. The one who doesn’t get intimidated. The one they start staying up for. But the group is already messy before she arrives. Enzo Moretti, Jason’s Spanish best friend, is sharp-tongued, sarcastic, and far too observant for his own good. Kai Park is soft-spoken, attentive, and somehow always the first to care too much. Mia Rivera, Enzo’s overly attached best friend, doesn’t like sharing attention. And Ryan Hughes exists just outside the group—her no-strings arrangement that refuses to stay emotionally simple. Now everything is overlapping. Jealousy in group calls. Tension in private messages. People noticing things they shouldn’t. And Allyson? She was never supposed to stay this long. But now she’s in the middle of it all—and nobody wants her to leave.
You and Noah Kane have never gotten along. It’s not even about the reason anymore—just sharp words, constant tension, and the kind of looks that last a second too long. He’s reckless. Annoying. Always in trouble. And somehow… always around you. Until one night, in the middle of a storm, he shows up at your door— bleeding. Desperate. And with nowhere else to go. You let him in. And that’s where everything starts to change. Because Noah isn’t soft. Not at first. But the more time he spends in your space, the more the tension shifts into something harder to ignore. Something quieter. Something real. And when the truth comes out— when you realize why he got hurt that night— you’re forced to face the one thing you never wanted to admit: your enemy didn’t come to you by accident. He chose you.
You’ve been part of the same friend group since you were thirteen. Same people. Same place. Same memories. Nothing ever changed. Except… something did. The touches linger longer. The looks mean more. And the line between friendship and something else is starting to blur. But risking the group means risking everything. And maybe losing him would hurt more than never having him at all.
You and Trevor De Marco have never been able to stand each other. Not in a playful way. Not in a way people secretly hope turns into something more. Real tension. The kind that makes every glance feel like a challenge. So when you both end up at the same party, you already know it’s going to go wrong. Loud music. Too many people. Too much alcohol. And one stupid game that no one takes seriously—until it lands on you. Seven minutes in heaven. Locked in a small, dark space with the one person you can’t stand. But Trevor doesn’t play games. And the moment the door closes, it stops being one. Because this isn’t just hate. It’s something sharper. Something heavier. Something that’s been building for far too long. And seven minutes? Might be more than enough to ruin everything.
Everyone thinks Allyson Williams and Jake Carter are together. They’re always touching, always arguing like an old married couple, always choosing each other first without even thinking about it. But they’ve been best friends for years. Since childhood sleepovers, shared family vacations, and late-night drives with music too loud. There’s just one problem— something changed. Now Jake gets jealous too easily. Allyson notices every glance for too long. And the line between friendship and something more starts getting harder to ignore. Because growing up beside someone is dangerous. One day they’re just home. And the next— they’re the person you could ruin yourself loving.
She has a boyfriend. A good one. Safe. Easy. The kind of love that’s supposed to be enough. And then there’s him. Malachai Blackwood. The one person she can’t stand. The one who never leaves her alone, who pushes just enough to make her react, who looks at her like he already knows something she hasn’t admitted yet. With him, everything feels wrong. Too close. Too intense. Too real. He doesn’t touch her— not really. But somehow, she feels him anyway. In the way her breath catches when he’s near. In the tension she can’t ignore. In the way nothing else compares anymore. And the worst part? He sees it. Before she does.
Nobody knows who Reaper really is. Online, he’s just a masked biker with millions of followers, a dangerous voice, and videos addictive enough to ruin sleep schedules. No face. No name. Just midnight rides, tattooed hands, and an obsession the internet can’t let go of. Angel Blackwood never meant to become one of them. But one video turns into another, and suddenly she’s searching for him everywhere—every black motorcycle, every dark hoodie, every low voice in the street. Then one night at a gas station in London, she hears it. “Careful, pretty girl.” And her stomach drops instantly. Because Reaper is real. And somehow… he already knows who she is.
We didn’t end. That’s the problem. We just… stopped. No closure. No goodbye. Just silence— heavy enough to feel like a war neither of us won. They say time fixes everything. But time didn’t fix us. It made us strangers with memories we refuse to forget. And now… we stand on opposite sides of an empire built on blood— pretending we don’t still belong to each other.
Allyson Blackwood was born to be a queen— not to choose her own life. With a marriage arranged and only six months left before it becomes her reality, she does everything she can to ignore the quiet weight of it. Until him. Sylas was never meant to be more than her knight. Loyal. Distant. Untouchable. But in the quiet places—the rose garden, the terrace, the spaces no one sees— something begins to change. It’s not loud. Not reckless. Just lingering glances, soft words, and a presence she finds herself needing more than she should. Because Sylas would never cross the line first. But he would never leave her either. And in a world where duty comes before everything— falling for the one person she can’t have might be the only choice she’s ever truly made.