FORBIDDEN CURRICULUM
By day, Rabbit Ashby is invisible.
A model student draped in oversized hoodies and quiet obedience, he survives university life by keeping his head down and his secrets buried. To his peers, he is forgettable. To his notoriously strict professor, Noah Caldwell, he is nothing more than another name on a class register.
But by night, Rabbit becomes Nyx—a mesmerizing dancer who commands the stage with intoxicating grace, hiding behind a mask as he sells illusion to pay for a future he cannot afford.
Two lives. One dangerous secret. When Noah Caldwell encounters Nyx under the glow of neon lights, he is captivated by the dancer’s haunting presence. Cold, composed, and impossibly disciplined, he prides himself on control—until he discovers that the object of his fascination is the same timid student who sits silently in the front row of his lectures.
What begins as curiosity soon spirals into obsession.
As the line between professor and student blurs, desire clashes with restraint, and secrets threaten to unravel them both.
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Chapter: ~RABBIT• Rabbit leaned his head against the window, the cool glass pressing against his temple as the city blurred past him. The paper bag sat warm in his lap, untouched. He knew he should eat. He knew he needed the energy. But even lifting his hand felt like too much work. The bus ride back felt longer than usual. “I’ll eat later…” he murmured, though he knew he probably wouldn’t. Even though he didn’t want to waste Margret’s food. His eyes drifted shut for a second. “Last stop!” Rabbit jerked awake, heart skipping as the driver’s voice cut through his haze. He blinked rapidly, grabbing his bag and stumbling off the bus with the rest of the passengers. Great. He almost missed it. By the time he made it back to campus, the sun hung high, bright and unforgiving. Students moved around him in clusters, laughing, complaining, living. The heat doubled the pangs of hunger in his belly. He stopped briefly outside the humanities building, finally opening the paper bag Margret h
Last Updated: 2026-05-02
Chapter: ~RABBIT•Monday came faster than expected. “Weekends are for meeting deadlines…Monday is for making sure I’m not dead” he groaned and made his way to the bathroom. Although his classes didn’t start until afternoon, he had to prepare for this morning shift by 8AM at a diner uptown. He rinsed his face, grabbed a toothbrush, squeezed toothpaste onto it and got to work. His alarm went off as he rinsed off his mouth, peeking at his phone on the desk from the bathroom; 7:15AM. “Oh” he groaned again, facing the mirror. A tired face with heavy dark circles stared back. “It will soon be over,” he muttered and hopped in the shower. His alarm went off again. 7:30AM He quickly patted himself dry and pulled on some fresh clothes, a black tee, jorts(one of his jeans he modified) and sneakers. By 7:45; he was racing out of his dorm chasing the morning uptown bus. By 8, the doorbell rung announcing his presence. “Oh hey Angel!” Mrs Owens, the owner of the dinner, called out in
Last Updated: 2026-04-29
Chapter: ~NYX.The night came to an end sooner than he expected. A soft yet thick scent stuck to him as he washed off his makeup and tore his costume off. Skyler had placed bottles of water next to the toilet to wash his mouth and face after emptying his insides. He pulled at his bottom lip, his mind going back to a few hours ago. Cedar-wood and something sharper—ink? filled his nostrils as licked and kissed at the neck of the hawk-might-be-a-private-investigator-man, as he had come to nickname him, soft grunts escaped the man as he shifted in his seat. “Uncomfortable?” Nyx whispered and began to pull away only for a rough palm to press into his waist pulling him back into position. “I take it as a no?” He smirked, one hand on his lips and the other trailing over hawk-man’s chest. His heart thumping in his chest. Was he scared or excited? If it was either or neither, why? Why was his heart hammering in his chest? He had served a lot of customers but none has ever had him feel
Last Updated: 2026-04-24
Chapter: ~NYX. “…shit,” he muttered under his breath. He set the tray down a little harder than intended, fingers tightening against the polished surface before he forced them to relax. Get it together. “You good?” Skyler’s voice came from the side, casual but observant. Nyx didn’t turn immediately.“I’m fine.” He lied Skyler snorted softly. “Yeah, no. You only get that stiff when something’s off.” Nyx finally glanced at him, pulling at the edge of his sleeves as if adjusting it. “Just a table,” he said. “Nothing new.” “Mm.” Sky leaned against the counter, arms crossed. “Rich, masked, and already asking for private service five minutes in?” Nyx exhaled through his nose. “Standard.” But his mind wasn’t there, it was still at the table. On him. The one who hadn’t touched anything. The one who watched. Nyx reached up, pressing his fingers briefly against the bridge of his nose beneath the mask. “What’s got you thinking?” Sky pressed. Nyx hesitated. “…the quiet one.” Sky perked up imm
Last Updated: 2026-04-18
Chapter: ~NOAHThe curtain shifted again and a small group emerged alongside Nyx. Two more hosts, dressed in variations of silk and lace, masks gleaming under the low light. Brandon’s eyes lit up. “Oh, now this is what I was talking about.” Noah’s eyes narrowed. “What exactly did you order?” Hart leaned back, clearly entertained. “Something memorable.” “That tells me nothing.” “It’s better if you experience it,” Brandon added with a grin. Noah’s expression darkened. “I dislike surprises.” “Yes,” Hart said dryly. “We know.” Nyx approached the table once more, tray now replaced with something… different. A slender glass decanter filled with a deep crimson liquid. Two shot glasses. And a third placed directly in front of Noah. “This is part of our private service selection,” Nyx explained . “A curated experience for guests seeking something beyond the ordinary.” Noah didn’t touch the glass. “Define beyond the ordinary,” he said. Nyx’s lips curved faintly. “An indulgence of the human se
Last Updated: 2026-04-17
Chapter: ~NOAH.The club pulsed with soft and slow jazz.Seated in a secluded booth with a large round table and individual leather couches, overlooking the stage. Noah observed everything with restrained composure, everything inside him was screaming to leave this place but he sat still for the sake of his friends.Behind his matte-black mask, his expression remained unreadable.“This place is…a lot,” he said coolly, adjusting the cuff of his sleeve.Brandon chuckled. “You say a lot. I say unforgettable.”Hart leaned back, swirling the amber liquid in his glass they were given as ‘starters’.“Give it time, Noah. Even you might find something worth appreciating.”“I doubt it,” Noah replied flatly. He really did, nothing about this place was a good idea.Before Brandon could retort, a soft voice interrupted them.“Good evening, gentlemen. May I take your order?”Noah’s gaze lifted.And stilled.Standing before their table was a figure dressed in blue silk and beige accents of a rabbit-themed costume
Last Updated: 2026-04-15
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