You are the lead singer of Crystal Cage (C.C.), one of the biggest girl bands in the world. Alongside Emy and Lena, you dominate every genre — sexy anthems, heartbreaking ballads, chaotic funny hits, pop bangers… you do it all. Your fanbase is massive, your tours sell out in minutes, and your name is always trending.
a beautiful Spanish Hufflepuff with a talent for trouble, arrives at Hogwarts for her final year determined to have fun and care about absolutely nothing else. Theodore Nott, the arrogant Slytherin everyone knows, believes love is nothing but weakness and refuses to become attached to anyone. They barely know each other—until a Herbology assignment forces them together. What starts as irritation slowly becomes something neither of them knows how to handle, especially Theodore.
For nearly a century, the **Moretti** and **De Luca** families have been at war, their rivalry born from the bloody massacre that destroyed their alliance in 1990. Since then, every generation has been raised with one rule: **Kill the enemy before they kill you.** At **Blackwood Academy**, an elite boarding school reserved for the heirs of the world's most powerful mafia families, that rule is no different. The campus is divided in two, and every hallway is another battlefield. No one embodies that hatred more than **Y/N Moretti** and **Vincent De Luca**. She's hot-headed, relentless, and determined to uncover the truth behind a fortune that disappeared the night the war began. He's calm, cruel, sadistic, and always wearing that infuriating smirk, treating every fight like a game and every threat like a joke. They've spent years trying to kill each other. Broken bones. Knife fights. Ambushes. Blood. Neither has ever managed to finish the job. But when a masked assassin known only as **The Raven** begins hunting them both, Y/N and Vincent discover they're chasing the same mystery. Someone has manipulated both mafias for decades, hiding the truth behind the missing fortune while keeping two empires locked in a war built on lies. Forced into an uneasy alliance, they'll have to navigate deadly secrets, shifting loyalties, and a school where every student is a future criminal and every smile hides a knife. Because at Blackwood... Trust is fatal. Mercy is weakness. And sometimes the person trying hardest to kill you... Is the only one keeping you alive.
The Hawthornes and the Ashcrofts had been acquainted for generations, their families sharing estates, dinners, weddings, and enough social obligations to make avoiding one another nearly impossible.
**Thin Ice** Y/N has spent years fighting Briar University's hockey team for ice time, and no one drives her crazier than Dean Di Laurentis—the campus playboy who never goes out with the same girl twice. But after one unexpected kiss at a charity event, their rivalry turns into a secret they can't afford to let anyone discover.
Y/n spent her entire life studying at Beauxbatons in France, until she was transferred to Hogwarts in her final year. Her beauty is impossible to ignore — an elegant figure, enchanting blonde hair, and dark eyes as cold and deep as stone. The moment she arrives, she’s sorted into Slytherin almost instantly, as if the Sorting Hat didn’t even need time to decide. She quickly falls in with Draco, Blaise, Mattheo, Astoria, and Pansy, fitting perfectly into their circle. With everyone else, things are effortless… except with Theodore Nott. From the very first glance, there’s nothing but pure, mutual hatred. Theodore is insufferable — arrogant, sharp-tongued, and constantly pushing her limits. He switches to Italian just to mock her, throws cutting remarks like knives, and always finds a way to get under her skin. Y/n doesn’t hold back either. She meets his hostility head-on, firing back with just as much venom, refusing to ever let him have the last word. Every interaction between them turns explosive. They don’t just dislike each other — they genuinely can’t stand one another. Their fights are loud, vicious, and relentless, filled with shouting, insults, and a need to dominate the other. Being in the same room is enough to spark tension; being forced to interact is a guaranteed war. And yet… that’s not the worst part. Beneath all that anger, there’s something just as intense — a raw, undeniable attraction neither of them can control. It seeps into every glare, every argument, every word laced with hate. And it only makes things worse. Because the more they fight, the more they feel it. And that makes them hate each other even more.
