Stuck between Hockey Player and his Quarterback Brother
Tamine Jordan has three rules for surviving Blackridge Academy:
1. Keep her head down.
2. Avoid the Thorpe brothers at all costs.
3. Never, ever, let her heart get involved again.
But rules have a way of shattering, especially when your cheating ex and his infuriatingly charming half-brother are determined to make your life impossible.
Atlas Thorpe, the boy who broke her heart, is cruel, smug, and still playing games that leave her humiliated in front of half the school. Evans Thorpe, the hockey team’s golden boy, should be easier to ignore… except one reckless night left her tangled in his memory and in his sights.
Now Evans has maneuvered his way into her Literature class, and thanks to the world’s most sadistic teacher, Tamine is stuck tutoring him. Being near him is dangerous; not just because of his relentless teasing and disarming smile, but because she can’t stop remembering the way he once touched her.
And when two brothers are locked in a rivalry where the prize is her, it’s only a matter of time before someone gets burned.
The real question is, will Tamine survive the game, or end up playing it too?
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Chapter: Love triangle or another Angle?Atlas called my name at the top of his voice, more like he thundered my name, loud enough to bring down the walls of the cafeteria. He walked towards me his eyes never leaving mine and for a split second, the memory of every kiss, fight, every betrayal came washing down over me like rainfall.“Tamine,” Atlas said again, his voice even colder this time, like he was daring me to ignore him.“She’s busy,” Evans responded , his voice steady, his arm tightening around my waist against my will. The warmth of his touch seared through my shirt, a silent declaration like he owned me and that made the air in the cafeteria stiff.“Atlas’s glare slid to his brother’s hand on me. The muscle in his cheek twitched. “Take your arm off her.” when Evans did not respond, Atlas’s jaw ticked and he sneered. “I wasn’t asking you.”By now, the cafeteria had gone completely silent, every pair of eyes glued to us. Different cutleries clinked against plates, hushed whispers everywhere like static. This wasn’t
Last Updated: 2025-09-06
Chapter: Holding me CaptiveAnd just like that, the hallway scene dissolved. People drifted off, disappointed the drama had ended. Charlotte’s glare could’ve melted glass, but she didn’t say another word.“Hello there, tutor, we meet again,” He grinned at me. “I assume you're not too busy now.”I seethed inwardly. “I never asked for your help.”Evans didn’t seem to care about my tone. In fact, his grin widened, like my irritation was a personal challenge.“Sure you didn’t,” he said, steering me toward the cafeteria as if my feet had suddenly forgotten how to walk in any other direction. “But the Lit teacher says you’re the best, and lucky me, I need the best.”“Cut the crap, you don't even take Literature,” I pushed his hand away from me. “What are you playing at?”His expression immediately shifted to an innocent one. “Is there anything wrong with wanting to keep my teacher safe? Besides, I like Literature now.” Then he draped his hands over me again. “You should stick with me for now. You never know what they
Last Updated: 2025-08-20
Chapter: Coming to my Rescue“You there, get over there,” she ordered. I could feel my annoyance building up. Every time I encountered girls like her, it made me super mad because they reminded me how much of a chronic cheat Atlas was and how foolish I was to waste a whole year of my life on him.I took a step forward.“A little birdie told me that you've been eyeing my boyfriend,” Charlotte crossed her arms. “Care to explain?”No, I don't. There's nothing to explain.My eyes shifted to Emilia who was hiding behind the girls. So she spilled my secret and couldn't even bear to look me in the eye. Other bestfriends fight for their girls but her, she stabs me in the back and even spreads the news.I wondered if Charlotte knew that she was sleeping with Atlas too. Probably not, because that cute little face of hers would have been rebranded.“I have nothing to explain,” I told Charlotte.Charlotte’s glossy pink lips curved into a smirk that made my skin crawl. “Oh, you have something to explain, sweetheart. Because I
Last Updated: 2025-08-20
Chapter: Evans Thorpe in my class?He didn’t even glance at the teacher, his eyes went straight to me, and the corner of his mouth lifted. That half-smirk I’d seen exactly once before, in the dark, when I hadn’t known who he was.I could practically hear the whispers passing between desks. Evans Thorpe in our class? The same Evans who didn’t take this subject, who made a career out of skipping lectures?“Mr. Thorpe,” Mrs. Carter said, “Find an empty seat and try to act like you’re here to learn.”He pushed off the doorframe and strolled in like he owned the place, slow enough for his figure to brush mine as he took the empty seat behind me. My heart skipped a beat. God, he still had that sweet intoxicating scent of jasmines that made me feel lightheaded.My eyes widened in panic as heat crept up my cheeks.No. Absolutely not! This couldn't be happening. He didn’t even take Literature. I knew because I’d memorized every class to avoid both him and Atlas. So what was this sudden switch in the middle of the term?Mrs. Car
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Chapter: Facing the Thorpe BrothersAnd I was right. Those familiar blue eyes locked with mine way before I even approached the table. His lips pulled in a smirk as I approached them.“Well look who we have here,” He drawled, leaning back on the seat with a cocky smile. “Never thought I'd see the day you'd serve me, Jordan.”My fingers dug into the basket handle until my knuckles turned white. Ten pairs of eyes pinned me in place, stripping me bare without a single touch.It made me wonder if I should have just bought the beer and headed back home.“You know her?” one of his team members asked.“Not really. Just one broke ass I tend to run into quite often,” Atlas snickered and my eyes flickered to him.I could feel the rage coursing through my veins as he uttered the words. My heart clenched so hard that I had to shut my eyes and will myself to stay calm because I was practically shaking with anger.Their laughter cracked against me like a whip, each sound burning hotter than the last. Atlas has always been ashamed of
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Chapter: Introducing Blackridge AcademyTamine's POVRule number one for surviving Blackridge Academy: Avoid the Thorpe brothers at all costs.That included avoiding certain hallways and making sure your class schedule didn't clash with theirs. Coming to school five minutes to the first period and of course, eating lunch in one of the empty classrooms or the school field even.You might wonder, why put all these efforts into avoiding just two people. Are they really that bad?The Thorpe brothers are what I would call my nemesis. All it took was one night of heartbreak and misguided priorities to fall into their trap and since then, life has been hell for me.Imagine getting your heart broken and fucking a stranger impulsively just to feel better, only to find out the next day that he is actually your ex's brother.Yeah, that was pretty much my life now.“Get your ass down here this minute, Tamine!” My mother screamed from downstairs. I swallowed thickly, pushing aside my homework.I dragged my feet down the mini stairs, the
Last Updated: 2025-08-20
The Luna's Rebirth (Awakening of the betrayed Omega)
"Hey, new girl! Stop hovering like a shadow and grab a seat. You look like you haven’t eaten in days," the head chef called out, her voice sharp but oddly welcoming.
I froze. I knew her. She was the type who ignored me—neither cruel nor kind, just indifferent. It was better than the others who thrived on my misery. But this… this unexpected invitation caught me off guard.
“Thomas, move over!” she snapped. “The girl looks like she’s been dragged through hell. Let her sit.”
I cautiously stepped forward, unsure of this newfound warmth.
“She doesn’t talk much, huh? Let me tell you something, sweetheart,” Henry chimed in, his voice dripping with mockery. “There’s no room for shy here. Speak up or get swallowed whole. Now, what’s your name?”
“Aurora,” I said smoothly, burying the girl I used to be beneath the lie.
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Amelia was the pack’s favorite target—a punching bag for their frustrations and a scapegoat for their failures. But the cruelest betrayal came on her eighteenth birthday when the Alpha—her mate—rejected her in front of the pack. Mocked, humiliated, and abandoned, Amelia reached her breaking point.
She vanished without a trace.
Years later, she’s back, but not as the broken girl they remember. She’s Aurora now—sharp, fearless, and burning with a thirst for vengeance. She’s trained, planned, and uncovered the dark truths that fueled their hatred. And now, she’s ready to make them pay.
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Chapter: Second Trial : The Tower of VoicesDorian watched, his own heart constricting in compassion and pity. This is the test. This is the "sharing" that the Goddess meant when she had spoken of "sharing." There was nothing whatsoever to do with the food here, but rather with the sharing, the reaching out beyond self for others in need. He rolled around, he bellowed at them with his parched-throat, "Come here." "There is food," he croaked in that voice, so off into the alley. They retreated though, in sore eyes, an incredulous disgust born of endless disappointment. People had promised them food before; but it turned out to be empty promises born out of soul-racking disdain for their kind. "Lies" wheezed the old man, the rough rasping breath, the broken voice of one who had lost all his hopes many moons ago. "There is nothing for us." He repeated. Dorian’s head shook, solemn eyes imploring. "Come," he urged. "You will see." They ascended step by agonized step, their bodies weak from hunger. From the alleyway and into th
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Chapter: A Trial of the Moon GoddessDorian's boots scraped along the pearlescent surface at best, the ground looking infinitely smooth. He was walking on solid moonlight, as much as anything was. Some weightless ground that offered not even the slightest foot hold to him. He had never been too afraid to attempt a trial before, but this time was different.The Goddess stood before him, shifting forms, showing off eternity and intimidating magic. One minute she was a lovely woman that could be seen, her beauty desolate beneath the burden of centuries gone and her eyes blazing silver like the fury of the beast; the next she was a great presence, felt and not seen but nevertheless there.This eternal back-and-forth motion between the seen and the unseen was most likely the world’s secret, the union of heaven and the earth. Those eyes, those two fountains of luminous silver, captivated Dorian, but rather than make him feel at ease, he felt intimidated, a bit frightened even."You want the Moon Fang, and you’ve come all this
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Chapter: A Message from ShakiraAnd now," Arachne turned to Thane, "for the real purpose of my visit."Arachne's demeanor changed, kittenish badness becoming something unthawed and intentional. Now, there was an entirely different type of power radiating off of her, a quality of phenomenal power held in check. "I don't need your pack to keep myself going," she whispered to him, dropping to stage whispers. "I want them on behalf of my Lord.”Thane's blood froze. He had always known, that Arachne served some other power, some foul creature. And to hear it from her, to have her say the word "Lord" so properly, stood the hairs on the back of his neck on end."Your Lord?" he asked, his own voice shaking.Arachne nodded. "He's coming," she stated, her eyes flashing with a fiery passion. "And he'll have an army. He'll have followers who obey. And your pack… they will obey."Thane's heart raced in his chest. He had sold his soul to the devil, and the devil's master had come to claim it. He had negotiated to spare his pack
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Chapter: The Price of Loyalty: A Dark Bargain RenewedShe came as a ghost, her step as silent as breathing, her presence cold that seemed to penetrate to the very heart of his pack. She stood before him, her eyes bottomless black as always, her lips as cold as ice."You owe me, Thane," she whispered, her voice sweetly tinged with threat. "And this day's payment."Thane's ground fell away beneath him. All that it had cost him those years of running, that effort to remain one step ahead of his devils, had been for nothing. He had seen today on the horizon, but there before him, weighed down by the burdens of his conditioned responses, a strangling sense of despair struck him.He looked at his pack, whose faces he vowed to protect, and knew he could no longer flee. He had to go back to Arachne, and face the wrath of what he had done, however repulsive. "As you will," he breathed out, his voice slick and unfaltering.The grin of Arachne spread wider, her hunt gleam eyes burning hotter."Oh, Thane," she breathed softly, her voice silky as poi
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Chapter: The Night of the Murder: The Price of PowerBermont’s throat had been ripped out, his body lying lifeless on his desk, his empty face blankly regarding the ceiling. And beside him, Lyanna, her elongated body twisted into an impossible shape, her beautiful face contorted into face of terror.Thane's stomach lurched. This wasn’t a clean kill. It was a massacre.The room was trashed, desecrated by gigantic claw marks bigger than what any wolf could have left and through his friend. Obscene symbols, painted red, thick black smudges, painted on the walls. It was an abomination of deformed, ritualistic butchery, painted to look like that of some horrific supernatural being.Backwards, his wolf started snarling in shock and horror, receding and receding until Thane backed away. Not this. This kind of killing was not what he had signed up for.He suddenly felt like he was being watched. From a corner he saw her. Arachne.She had emerged from the shadows, her hands and lower forearm smeared with freshly-shed blood. She glowed."You—" Th
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Chapter: Seeds of ContentmentYears Ago-The room in Bermont's study glimmered blackly with unwritten things, weighed down by pungent smell of burnt pine and acrid taste of bitterness. Bermont, a huge fat man, collapsed over his enormous wooden desk, his shadow falling on pieces of paper here and there.His wife, Lyanna, at the window, statue of coldness, her eyes over some point far away beyond frosted glass. The theatre of authority, its rough tactlessness."You know you can’t be Alpha, Thane," Bermont told him, his tone laced with thoughtless disdain of a man who was certain he was in charge. "You were born to be a follower, not a leader. Learn that, and perhaps, perhaps I'll continue to allow that you might stay at my side. A pet, perhaps."The second half of that tense almost-snarl, cautious bite.Thane's fists were balled, fingernails pressing crescent moon shapes into palms. The wolf within him, that source of strength, snarled fury, its primal power bursting in harmony with his own.Years of that, of provi
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