No Take-Backs

Noah's PoV Devin and I sat next to each other in machine design class; besides the obvious faded bruise on his jaw, he spent the first thirty minutes playing mobile boxing games and the next quarter watching videos of Letty being recorded around the house, either doing art homework or riding her pink bike on the sidewalk and wearing a smile. Devin was pretty private about his family and would bark at anyone who dared to ask. Occasionally, he'd sigh and remind me to take notes for both of us. The pressure from Kendra being in my bed was pushing me to my last straw, and frankly Devin was starting to annoy me. “I’m not your secretary.” I whispered, shooting him a warning look. Devin lowered his phone. “Oh, now you're going to bitch about sharing. Where's that team spirit you've been preaching about?” I groaned, continuing to type the equation on my l

Last Updated : 2026-09-13

Pucked Around

Sophie's PoV “We’re not partners!” I hissed tightly at the big hockey player who merely returned a humorless grin. I gently pried Devin's hands off my hips, swallowing a breath as his brush of hand sent an incredibly hot tingle through me. Everyone was staring at us, including Ackerman, who immediately ordered us back to our workstations. “And they call me a rogue with no manners, Duchess.” Montoya's deep voice rumbled behind me. “Don’t ever call me Duchess.” I whispered back, my face heating up. Well, I couldn't even focus on finishing assembling the transmission. I'd woken up today with the hopes of predictability, acing my classes, and maybe shopping for a new pair of heels as a reward for crushing this workshop and not being completely humiliated by Noah O'Shea or manhandled by Devin. Right as the bell went, I grabbed my purse and chased Acker

Last Updated : 2026-09-14

To Be A Spoiled Princess

Sophie's PoV Of course. A girl couldn't spend one miserable afternoon without a hot guy showing up in the blink of an eye. I snatched a handful of napkins from their box off the coffee table and rushed to my feet. “Marcus?” I yelped, scrubbing the cold patch on my shirt. “What on earth are you doing here?” Marcus stepped in, past my sister leveling an intense gaze at me. He was good at that; they say eye fucking was the best thing about silent attraction from a guy—Tess’s words of wisdom—but even with the shirt, the feeling of being stripped lingered. “I couldn't wait,” he said, dragging a hand through his hair. “Sophie…how could you?” Tess bared her teeth, sidestepped, and hurried out of the living room, while I kept my shoulders straight. “I… I don't understand.” “Oh come on, don't play games with me," h

Last Updated : 2026-09-15

The Princess and The Janitor

Kendra’s PoV “Ooh, have you tried waitressing?” Edith called over the phone while I desperately tried not to drop the butterfly charm. Inside my bedroom, I was hunching over my work desk, with a magnifying visor zooming on the nylon thread, and my raw, calloused hands made my stomach roll. I made a frustrating groan. “Come on, I barely survived beating like thirty people for the janitor work,” I said. “And besides, I'd have to go big, like a five-star restaurant, which is still a lot of pressure.” On the other end, my best friend sighed. “So, what are you doing now?” The desk was cluttered with boxes of glass beads and charms and threads too. “Um, arts and crafts?” "Seriously, Kendra?” Edith's voice was laced with disbelief. “You want to sell customized bracelets?” I pulled my laptop screen open. “Well, the bill is twelve grand.” I typed up my login det

Last Updated : 2026-09-16

Like What You See?

Kendra’s PoV Sophie was undeniably fast. Somehow, she scheduled a meeting with Warden the next morning at the office. As I strolled down a sidewalk down to the arena, the bright morning light burned through my lids, my jaw kept clenching and unclenching as I mixed in with a crowd of happy college kids around me. Yes, they had their own lives, mine was practically over. How often had I gone without sparing a thought that they were people like me, struggling to put food on the table, or clocking out and meeting an empty house. Any way, I stretched my arms, shaking off the nervousness for what was to come. Inside the office, Sophie and Warden sat laughing…yes, making joyous sounds. I had to discreetly rub my eyes to be sure that warm expression on my boss’s face wasn’t a figment of my imagination. “Oh. Kendra you’re here,” Sophie exclaimed. “And late.” Warden added, happy mood