Novels by Jasmine

ALEENA's POVI blinked repeatedly, feeling Professor Lorcan's stare on me.I cleared my throat and tore my gaze away from his, and looked down at Mira who was still day dreaming.“Hey, come off it Mira.” I nudged her with my elbow. “He's not that hot you know.” I said, trying to convince myself otherwise.“Are you serious Leena, he's not hot?” Mira said, raising her brows. “I mean can't you see how good he looks today? It looks like he put in extra effort today and he's trying to charm all the girls.”I turned back to look at him, and I couldn't help but admit that he was extra handsome today. He wore a golden brown sweater with the sleeves slightly pulled up, revealing a sumptuous amount of his geometric sleeve tattoo, and it was paired with matching camouflage pants and sneakers. His blonde hair fell across his face, giving him a youthful vibe. My heart stirred in my chest as I forced myself to stop looking at him.“Yeah, whatever Mira.” I said and brought out my notebook from my ba

ALEENA's POVI lay on my bed, still feeling the touch of his fingers on my body. I tried to replicate the exact pressure of his fingers,but it was useless. My own touch was too soft and aware of itself. His fingers had known exactly where to go, exactly how much pressure to apply, and how to leave me wanting more.I traced the line from my shoulder to my throat, but my body was still. It did not arch forward the way it did when Professor Lorcan's hand was on my skin.I moved my hand lower, following the path his hands had taken down to the hem of the leather top he made me wear, while replaying the sound of his voice against my ear and the warmth of his breath against my neck.I slid my hand beneath the waist band of my shorts and touched myself, still trying to get the feeling of his fingers by drawing circles against my thigh. It worked for a while, and I imagined it was his hand inside me, whispering in my ear, telling me I was beautiful, his other hand pressing into my hips and h

ALEENA's PovThe clock on my nightstand beeped six thirty, and my stomach dropped.I had been sitting on my bed for an hour, knees pulled to my chest, trying not to think about where I was supposed to be at seven.Mira was still out, probably still on her date, and I was grateful. I did not want to explain where I was going.I just texted her that I would be away for a while, leaving out the main details.Then I stood up to find something to wear.“Wear something comfortable.” Professor Lorcan's voice echoed in my head and it sent a cold shiver down my spine.I was terrified, but the terror wasn’t the only thing making my heart beat faster than normal.My eyes scanned my closet, then I picked out an oversized sweater dress. It was comfortable, without buttons or zippers, and it was something that could slide off easily.I wanted to wear something else, but something made me go for the sweater dress— I pulled it over my head, putting it on.I hated myself for obeying that voice.I went

ALEENA'S POVI looked at the F on my test results wide eyed, my head buzzing a little.I blinked severally, refreshing the student portal but it didn't change. How on earth did I fail my essay?Westhaven academy buzzed around me. Students checked their mid term results and screamed with joy. Nobody was paying attention to me, that was good because no one could know that Aleena Marsh, the scholarship prodigy had just been handed an academic death sentence. I couldn't afford for anyone else to find out about my failure, not until I verified directly from Professor Lorcan.Professor Lorcan Steele, the youngest male professor in the university, also called Professor Untouchable because of his infamous acts in the university, the same professor I have been trying to ace to get back at my cheating ex, Xavier Woods.The plan was to make Professor Untouchable want me, and Xavier could watch his idolized professor fall for the ex he tossed aside—that would burn more. Xavier had spent the night