Keir Phantom Soren doesn’t chase. Doesn’t flirt. Doesn’t waste time. The kind of man people talk about quietly. And yet, for some reason, his attention lands on her and he doesn’t give his intention easily. He is intrigued. What starts as a look turns into something harder to ignore. Conversations that feel like tests. Silences that say more than words. And the unsettling feeling that he already knows things about her she hasn’t said out loud. That he could have never known. But Phantom doesn’t come alone. There are always two shadows close behind him. One obvious. One you barely notice until it’s too late. And the deeper she gets pulled into his world, the clearer it becomes: This isn’t a game. This isn’t harmless. And Keir “Phantom” Soren doesn’t do anything without a reason
Dravenworth University looks perfect from the outside. Elite campus. Old brick buildings. Scholarships, legacy families, athletes treated like gods, and social hierarchies sharp enough to draw blood. Everyone has a place. Y/N doesn’t. She’s the girl everyone knows but nobody really has. She can sit at any table, survive any conversation, and disappear before anyone gets too close. Friendly with everyone. Close to almost no one. Better at reading people than trusting them. Then Rain Callisto dies. Beautiful. Untouchable. The golden girl of Dravenworth. Officially, it was an accident. Nobody believes that. After a campus protest turns into chaos, the heads of every social circle get thrown into detention together for one long miserable afternoon. The cheerleader. The quarterback. The musician. The goth girl. The bad boy. The ballerina. The nerd. The basketball star. The drama king. And Y/N, stuck somewhere between all of them. They were supposed to sit there, shut up, and take punishment. Instead, detention turns into the beginning of something worse. During detention, they witness faculty and campus security secretly destroying evidence connected to Rain’s death, her bracelet, her phone, things that should not be hidden if her death was really an accident. Now they know two things: Rain Callisto was murdered. And someone powerful is making sure the truth stays buried. They can’t trust the police. They can’t trust the school. And one of them may already know more than they’re saying. So they make a choice. Twice a week, at midnight, they meet around an old firepit behind campus. No teachers. No fake smiles. No pretending. Just ten people trying to figure out who killed Rain Callisto… before one of them ends up next. Friendships get ugly. Attraction gets complicated. Trust gets expensive. Because at Dravenworth, secrets don’t stay buried. They get invited to detention. Welcome to the Midnight Society.
The first time I heard about Alessandro Montero, it sounded less like an introduction and more like a warning. Football captain. Frat king. Campus obsession. Walking red flag. The kind of guy girls swear they hate and still show up to the party for. Umbrae Docent College was supposed to be my fresh start. New school. New city. New life. Instead, I landed in the middle of a campus full of rich people, beautiful liars, and way too many secrets. Especially Alessandro. Girls wanted him. Guys wanted to be him. Professors let him get away with things that should probably count as crimes. And for some reason, he kept looking at me like I had personally ruined his life. At first, I thought he was just arrogant. Then I noticed the way people moved around him. The way silence changed when he walked into a room. The way his friends watched me like they knew something I did not. Turns out, they did. Because Alessandro Montero is not just the king of campus. He is Alpha. And apparently— I am his mate. There is only one problem. He does not want me. I am human. I am inconvenient. I am everything his world was not built for. Too bad fate did not ask. And even worse? Eventually i find out, I am not as human as everyone thinks.
Y/N left New Orleans to get away from the life that kept trying to drag her under. A drug-addict mother. A younger brother always one bad decision away from jail. Bills, late shifts, community college, and learning way too young that pretty doesn’t pay rent. She fought her way into one of the richest universities in California through scholarships, a photography portfolio, and pure stubbornness. She earned her place. Unfortunately, rich people can smell “not one of us” from a mile away. Especially Zayden Reigns. Star quarterback. Campus golden boy. Rich family. Perfect future. The kind of man people forgive too much for because he looks like that. He has the image, the money, the head cheerleader girlfriend, and a life already planned for him. Y/N is everything that threatens it. She’s too real. Too sharp. Too unimpressed. And worst of all, he wants her. So he does what men like him do best. He pushes her away. Cold comments. Bad attitude. Jealousy disguised as annoyance. The kind of tension that makes every room feel way too small. It gets worse when Y/N becomes close to Emrys Jones, the dangerous bad boy Zayden already can’t stand and when Lux Noir, her criminal best friend from New Orleans, arrives and immediately decides rich boys are a disease. Now it’s reputation, jealousy, bad decisions, and way too much chemistry. Because some people ruin your peace the second they look at you. And sometimes, no matter how smart you are… you let them.
New semester. Same boring faces. Different day, same shit. Then she walks in and people actually stop mid-sentence. They freeze. Not “pretty.” Not “hot.” Way past that. Absolutely fucking over the top stunning and that’s not even a good enough word for it. The kind of girl that makes people go “fuck me” without thinking. Body’s insane. Face is straight up unfair. Not something you see in real life. She doesn’t smile to be liked. Doesn’t ask for attention. Doesn’t play nice. Guys lose their cool. Girls clock her instantly. And she doesn’t care. She says what she wants. Looks at you like she already decided if your worth the trouble. Things get tense. Then physical. Then messy. Nobody handles her well. Or knows what to do with it. The Vipers notice her. The Elite Boys notice her too. The cheerleaders feel threatened. And she’s not here to make it easier.
What happens in Vegas is supposed to stay in Vegas. Unfortunately for Y/N, waking up with a wedding ring, a brutal hangover, and no memory of marrying the son of the Vice President does not count. Odin Slater is rich, dangerous, and the kind of man people either fear or follow. He’s used to control, power, and never being caught off guard. Until Vegas. One reckless night. Too much alcohol. Bad decisions. A chapel. A marriage neither of them remembers. Now their faces are everywhere. Vice President’s son secretly marries mafia royalty in Vegas. The media is obsessed. Their families are furious. And the worst part? They both transfer to the same elite university the very next day. Now Y/N isn’t just the new girl. She’s suddenly Odin Slater’s wife. Stuck between political scandals, dangerous family expectations, possessive tension, and a husband she’d honestly like to strangle, surviving college might be harder than surviving Vegas. Especially when the chemistry is real, the marriage is legal, and neither of them knows if they want an annulment… or each other. Let alone what their families are after.
She left home to escape a mistake that never stopped haunting her. New Orleans was supposed to be a fresh start. Quiet nights. Photography work. Music in old jazz bars on weekends. A city big enough to bury guilt and forget the man she could never have. Then she meets Cassiël Riply. Beautiful in a way that feels dangerous. Sharp silver eyes. Expensive smile. The kind of man who walks into a room and changes the temperature without trying. He’s charming. Addictive. Impossible to read. And from the moment he looks at her, something feels wrong. Not bad. Worse. Familiar. As if he already knows every dark part of her. Now the nights get longer. The tension gets harder to ignore. And the deeper she falls into Cassiël’s world of jazz clubs, lies, obsession, and hunger, the more she realizes some people don’t survive love after dark. Especially when the thing wanting you has been starving for centuries.
You left without a real goodbye. That was taken away from you. You were his first. He was yours. Then you disappeared. Now he’s famous, dangerous, and standing right in front of you. He built a life without you. You built one without him. Now you’re standing in the same place again… and nothing about him seems the same. Roman Morgan doesn’t pursue. But this time? He’s not letting you walk away.
Soul Records sits on a rainy little corner of the city glowing warm against all the dark concrete around it. Most people just think it’s some cool old record shop. Vinyl stacked everywhere. Old jazz playing low through the speakers. Rain hitting the windows while people hang around pretending they not there for the atmosphere. Y/N owns it now. She inherited the shop, the building, and everything hidden underneath it after her parents were murdered. Somehow she managed to keep the place alive instead of letting rich investors gut it and turn it into another fake luxury building. Because downstairs is Silent Whispers. A hidden speakeasy wrapped in velvet booths, live jazz bands, expensive whiskey, gold lighting, cigarette smoke, and people with too much money and too many secrets. Politicians. Criminals. Celebrities. Old money families. Everybody ends up there eventually. Then there’s Malek. Cold eyes with heat underneath them. Some nights it’s tattoos, tailored suits and expensive watches and jewelry. Other nights it’s leather jackets, hoodies, rings, and tattoos. And unfortunately, he knows exactly what he looks like. At first it’s barely anything. A few conversations. Longer looks. Him standing a little too close while the Jazz band plays. Quiet comments said with a straight face that somehow stay stuck in her head afterward. Nothing dramatic. Just enough tension to make people notice when they end up in the same room.
Kingston University looks perfect from the outside. Old money. Legacy families. Expensive lies. The kind of school where reputation matters more than truth and people will forgive anything except public embarrassment. Every year, an anonymous account drops The Black List. Not rumors. Not gossip. Real secrets. Cheating scandals, hidden affairs, protected crimes, payoffs, fake relationships, and the kind of truth rich families would rather bury with the body. If your name ends up on it, your life is over before breakfast. This year, Bellamy Ambrose disappears before the list drops. Student council president. Faculty favorite. The girl everyone called when they needed problems cleaned up before parents, donors, or police found out. Then she vanishes. No goodbye. No body. No proof. Two weeks later, The Black List returns. And one line puts all eyes on Y/N. Bellamy Ambrose trusted her. Ask why. Now the entire campus thinks Y/N knows what happened. She doesn’t. But Kingston’s four kings, Rocky Preston, Asher Ziven, Malakai Rush, and Cain Amos.. aren’t sure they believe that. Rich, dangerous, and way too used to getting answers, they make Y/N their problem fast. Because Bellamy didn’t trust people for no reason. And if she chose Y/N, there’s a reason. Between secrets, suspicion, and the kind of attraction that ruins people, Y/N gets dragged into the mess Bellamy left behind. At Kingston, love is never clean, power is never innocent, and the truth always costs more than people can afford.
They rule the Campus of the university of Rosari. They are hot, rich and unhinged. The Campus Kings in all their Glory. They take what they want and when they want it and no one says no. Men want to be them. Women want to be with them. Until the y/n appears on the playing field. She doesn’t care. Doesn’t back down and doesn’t take crap. She challenges them with her behaviour and they love nothing more than put her in her place.
Keir Phantom Soren doesn’t chase. Doesn’t flirt. Doesn’t waste time. The kind of man people talk about quietly. And yet, for some reason, his attention lands on her and he doesn’t give his intention easily. He is intrigued. What starts as a look turns into something harder to ignore. Conversations that feel like tests. Silences that say more than words. And the unsettling feeling that he already knows things about her she hasn’t said out loud. That he could have never known. But Phantom doesn’t come alone. There are always two shadows close behind him. One obvious. One you barely notice until it’s too late. And the deeper she gets pulled into his world, the clearer it becomes: This isn’t a game. This isn’t harmless. And Keir “Phantom” Soren doesn’t do anything without a reason
Y/N left New Orleans to get away from the life that kept trying to drag her under. A drug-addict mother. A younger brother always one bad decision away from jail. Bills, late shifts, community college, and learning way too young that pretty doesn’t pay rent. She fought her way into one of the richest universities in California through scholarships, a photography portfolio, and pure stubbornness. She earned her place. Unfortunately, rich people can smell “not one of us” from a mile away. Especially Zayden Reigns. Star quarterback. Campus golden boy. Rich family. Perfect future. The kind of man people forgive too much for because he looks like that. He has the image, the money, the head cheerleader girlfriend, and a life already planned for him. Y/N is everything that threatens it. She’s too real. Too sharp. Too unimpressed. And worst of all, he wants her. So he does what men like him do best. He pushes her away. Cold comments. Bad attitude. Jealousy disguised as annoyance. The kind of tension that makes every room feel way too small. It gets worse when Y/N becomes close to Emrys Jones, the dangerous bad boy Zayden already can’t stand and when Lux Noir, her criminal best friend from New Orleans, arrives and immediately decides rich boys are a disease. Now it’s reputation, jealousy, bad decisions, and way too much chemistry. Because some people ruin your peace the second they look at you. And sometimes, no matter how smart you are… you let them.
The clock strikes 2:00 AM. The luxury hotel lobby is empty, quiet, and completely dead.. until the glass doors slide open and Colson Baker walks in. Heavily tattooed, 6'4", and exhausted from his stadium tour, the world-famous rockstar brings a chaotic entourage and an intoxicating cloud of cigarette smoke straight to your front desk. To the media, he’s the wild, untamable Machine Gun Kelly. But as his tired blue eyes lock onto yours across the marble counter, his public mask begins to slip. Can you survive the quiet graveyard shift with a persistent, possessive superstar who refuses to play by the rules, or will the late-night friction pull you straight into his chaotic world?
At Southside Crown University, people don’t just study, they run and control things. Cliques control everything, and going in without a side? Bad idea. Y/N was supposed to keep her head down. But the wrong person noticed her first. And now she’s stuck in something she can’t walk away from.
Four years ago, Hunter Maxwell was forced out of town. Now, he’s back at Kingston Academy. Wealthy, untouchable, and completely impossible to ignore. He claims he returned strictly for revenge against the one person who betrayed him: YOU. But behind his calm, unbothered smirk lies a hyper-fixation that never actually faded. A psychological standoff begins, and Hunter is ready to play out his next move.
What happens in Vegas is supposed to stay in Vegas. Unfortunately for Y/N, waking up with a wedding ring, a brutal hangover, and no memory of marrying the son of the Vice President does not count. Odin Slater is rich, dangerous, and the kind of man people either fear or follow. He’s used to control, power, and never being caught off guard. Until Vegas. One reckless night. Too much alcohol. Bad decisions. A chapel. A marriage neither of them remembers. Now their faces are everywhere. Vice President’s son secretly marries mafia royalty in Vegas. The media is obsessed. Their families are furious. And the worst part? They both transfer to the same elite university the very next day. Now Y/N isn’t just the new girl. She’s suddenly Odin Slater’s wife. Stuck between political scandals, dangerous family expectations, possessive tension, and a husband she’d honestly like to strangle, surviving college might be harder than surviving Vegas. Especially when the chemistry is real, the marriage is legal, and neither of them knows if they want an annulment… or each other. Let alone what their families are after.
At the Academy of Angels and Demons, peace is nothing more than a carefully controlled illusion. Years after the war that nearly destroyed Heaven and Hell, immortals are forced to coexist under strict balance laws inside the academy from Heaven’s Secret. Angels and demons walk the same halls, attend the same classes, and pretend the tension between them isn’t one bad decision away from exploding again. But the academy’s biggest threat isn’t hidden anymore. Malbonte lives among them. The forbidden half-breed Heaven once tried to erase now exists inside the academy under an unstable political agreement that nobody truly trusts. Some immortals fear him. Others worship him. Most avoid looking at him for too long. His existence alone keeps the entire academy on edge. When Y/N arrives, she quickly realizes this place is far darker than the stories make it sound. Rumors spread constantly. Students disappear quietly. Power matters more than morality. And beneath the beauty of the immortal world is something rotten enough to tear Heaven and Hell apart all over again. Worse, something about Y/N feels… wrong. Ancient magic reacts strangely to her presence. Certain records about her are missing from Heaven’s archives. And for reasons nobody understands, Malbonte starts paying attention to her. In a world built on segregation, fear, and divine hypocrisy, attraction becomes dangerous, loyalty becomes political, and balance itself begins to crack.
Four years ago, Hunter Maxwell was forced out of town. Now, he’s back at Kingston Academy. Wealthy, untouchable, and completely impossible to ignore. He claims he returned strictly for revenge against the one person who betrayed him: YOU. But behind his calm, unbothered smirk lies a hyper-fixation that never actually faded. A psychological standoff begins, and Hunter is ready to play out his next move.