"Spread your legs and use your hands, my little dove," his voice was rough, a dark whisper that curled into my skin. My body trembled, traitorous, yet I obeyed..because I never resisted him. I couldn’t. Even when his words bound me tighter than any rope, even when shame burned my cheeks, my fingers still moved at his command.I'm Amara Blake. At home, I’m nothing.The unwanted daughter.The mistake forced to live in her sister’s shadow. A living Donor. A spare part to my sister. Scorned by my mother, hated by my father, reminded daily that my only worth is keeping myself “pure” for Nina’s sake.But with him… purity doesn’t exist.Professor Black doesn’t see me as a burden.He sees me as temptation.A secret waiting to be ruined.Every time I walk into his office, I feel the weight of his gaze…hungry, dangerous, claiming. I shouldn’t want him. I shouldn’t crave the way his voice curls against my skin like a promise of sin.But I do.And when his hands finally touch me, I realize one truth…I’m no angel.I was made to burn. MY PROFESSOR SIN

Velvela has always lived as a human, free, ordinary, dreaming of becoming a dancer. She never believed the nightmares that haunted her sleep meant anything more than imagination.Until the night she is torn from the human world and thrown into a realm ruled by supernatural beings,wolves, Lycans, and ancient laws written in blood.In this world, her white hair is not a mystery.It is a death sentence.Hunted, enslaved, and despised, Velvela learns she is the last of something long erased, a living reminder of a past soaked in betrayal. Every step she takes draws her closer to a fate she never chose and a power she doesn’t understand.*****************************Alpha Klaus is a ruler forged by loss and vengeance. A Lycan king who buried his mate, his child, and his mercy long ago. To him, witches are the origin of every curse he bears, and white witches are the most unforgivable of all.When Velvela is brought before him, he does not see a girl. He sees a past reborn. And this time, he intends to decide whether she will be his punishment…or his ruin.Snippet: “Lowly witch,” he growls. “You are mine..my slave, and I will make you bleed until your last breath.”