Campus

After being reborn, I cut off every line of contact with Maxwell Sutton. He chooses Elmshore University, so I change my application to Stonewick University instead. My goal is to stay far away from him and never cross paths again. When he comes back to the country for holidays and tries to meet up, I fly abroad. I block him on social media and stop replying to his emails. The moment he joins the same company as me, I hand in my resignation. I don't even want to see him from a distance. In my previous life, I was obsessed with him for 20 years, and he betrayed me for 20 years. I was diagnosed with a terminal illness in my 30s. While I took my last breath, Maxwell was busy planning a wedding with his first love. The daughter we raised adjusted his suit like the perfect child, while I died alone in a hospital room. And now, I refuse to live that ridiculous life again.

Dating a soon-to-be-a NFL player and an Alpha billionaire that every girl on campus would drop their panties for sounds like a dream come true, right? But I can assure you it's not! Alpha Weston told me he would never date a girl who wasn't fit the first time we met. He also said I must be a virgin since no man would want to stick it in me. Yet, despite this, we end up fake-dating each other. The reason? We both have something to gain from it...now we just have to survive this game of hearts we are playing.

Lenora Monroe left behind a dark past, but no matter how far she runs, the shadows follow her. Starting anew as a college professor, she believes she’s finally found a safe haven—until a night of drinks leads to her meeting Elijah North. Golden-eyed, arrogant and charming, Elijah ignites something in her that leads to her making a spur of the moment decision. Her life is tossed into chaos when she realises that the man she just spent the night with was not only her student, but the son of the Alpha, a man she was now indebted to. Bound by a bond neither can explain or deny, their relationship is forbidden, dangerous, and intoxicating. The two are forced to the realities their forbidden relationship, the drama that comes with it as well as the demons that plague them. With her past colliding with his power-hungry family, Lenora and Elijah find themselves trapped in a web of tension, dominance, and desire. Every stolen moment ignites passion—and every confrontation pushes them closer to the edge of destruction. In a world where control is everything, can they fight for a love meant to be forbidden? Or will their desires tear them apart?

“Even if the last droplets fall, my love for you will never fall out” ~Carlos Drake Santillan Campus' Series number 1

"Keep your hands on the fucking desk." His voice is dark, as he presses my palm against the desk bending me over, his c*ck burying deep inside. "You like that?" he whispers against my ear. I whimper and arch my back further, trying to take him deeper despite the pain. I never thought I'd like this sort of thing, never thought I'd even try it. But here's Harlan, opening me up to a world of pleasure and vulgarity that I didn't even know existed, and fuck, it hurts, but it's so fucking good, I can't imagine stopping. "Yes," I breathe. He slaps me harder. His palm lands against the side of my face with an obscene smack that makes me feel sick and delighted and dirty all at once. I moan as he draws me closer to release. “Yes, what?!” he demands, pulling me up by my hair. “Yes, professor.” ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ Eden Shaw craves more than straight A's... she hungers for the forbidden gaze of her brooding professor, Harlan. What starts as stolen glances ignites into a dangerous game of dominance and desire, where every lecture hides a secret touch and every grade comes with a price. But when Eden uncovers Harlan's hidden past as Ethan Hale, heir to a fractured legacy, their illicit affair is endangered. In a world of powerplays and buried truths, can Eden submit to the man who owns her body... before he claims her heart? Because Harlan's past is not just painful, it's dangerous, and Eden is about to find out that loving him means entering a world she was never supposed to see. A world full of secrets. A name he no longer claims. And a choice that could destroy them both. ~ She wanted to impress him. Now she may have to save him.

“You’re mine, little wolf,” Kaziel growled, his voice thick with need. “And tonight, I’m going to make sure you never forget it.” With one more thrust, he sent me over the edge, his fangs sinking into my flesh, the pain mixing with the pleasure. I screamed, my body quaking so hard, tears of pleasure spilled down my cheeks. …. Danika had been ignored and bullied by everyone but Tyler, her best friend. But on the night she was to confess her feelings to him, she was coldly rejected. Her world shattered, and when her foster father announced he was marrying Tyler’s mother, everything spiraled into chaos. Her fate changes when she encounters Kaziel, Tyler’s stepbrother, at a family dinner. The man Tyler despises the most. A monster bound by a curse and driven by an obsessive disorder. Danika is his mate. He claims her with a hunger that’s both terrifying and irresistible, igniting a fire that refuses to be tamed. Danika is the only one who can break the ancient curse suffocating Kaziel’s pack. But a vampire stalks their every move, and a fanatical cult seeks her blood to awaken a god. Caught between betrayal, desire, and danger, Danika must embrace the beast within or be destroyed by it. In a world ruled by monsters, can love be her salvation… or her undoing?

My roommate beamed with pride as she told me a horrifying secret: she had allowed a wealthy businessman to "remove" her unborn child, claiming he absorbed the baby’s fortune in exchange for a hefty payout. Chills ran down my spine. I urged her to stop meddling with such dark dealings before it destroyed her, but she wouldn’t listen. Instead, she threw herself into it, addicted to helping people "transfer luck" for money. Her luck ran out when she contracted a mysterious disease. When her boyfriend found out, she turned on me, tearfully accusing me of tying her to another man’s bed. Before I could even defend myself, an enraged man ran me down with his car. The next thing I knew, I woke up to find myself back in time. My roommate was leaning in close, her eyes glinting with excitement as she whispered, asking if I wanted to join her "luck transfer" schemes. This time, I wasn’t taking any chances. I noticed the slight swell of her belly and immediately sent a text to her boyfriend: "Congrats! You’re going to be a dad!"

In a music competition show, my rival unexpectedly played the melody I had in my mind before I could. Shocked, I confronted her, asking why she plagiarized me. However, she turned the accusation against me and said, "You said I stole your work, but do you have any proof?" However, I was unable to provide any concrete evidence. Thus, I was labeled as a bully and a plagiarist, ultimately meeting a tragic end. Even in my final moments, I couldn't figure out how she managed to steal something from my mind. When I opened my eyes again, I found myself back on that same stage. Seeing that my rival was about to play her part, I stopped her and said, "This time, it's my turn to go first."

My childhood friend used to be a gifted young artist until he fell in love with the most beautiful girl on campus. I told his parents about it, and he was forced to study abroad. Eventually, he took control of the family business, and I became one of his employees. Following his orders, my boss drugged my drink and sent me to the room of a business associate. I was subjected to humiliation and torture until I died.I woke up again, realizing that I had been transported back in time to a point before all of these events had occurred.

At the class session joined by the school leaders and officials from the Department of Education, my lecture PPT was swapped for a sensational "Mistress's Charge Letter". "Charge one. Willingly being the other woman makes her an unsuitable role model for students." "Charge two. Attempting to secure a higher position through sex." "Charge three. Menacing the lawful wife with the absurd hope of advancing through pregnancy." Amidst the leaders and officials, my husband's illegitimate child accused me of disrupting her parents' marriage. In the name of "expelling the mistress to achieve justice", she coerced me, the true wife, into a humiliating bow to the mistress. I confronted my husband upon his arrival, "Care to explain? Why didn't I know that you had an illegitimate daughter?" He responded with a strike to the girl's face. "Where are you from, you unruly child? You're so ill-mannered!"