Etherealfaith_

Brielle Kingsley is wild, reckless, and filthy rich. She rules the school with glam, attitude, and chaos in her wake. Expelled from yet another elite academy, her billionaire parents have had enough, fix her, or she’s cut off for good.

Enter Elijah Carter - the quiet, brilliant scholarship student with zero tolerance for drama. He’s tasked with tutoring Brielle or losing his academic grant.

He wants peace.
She lives for trouble.
They were never supposed to mix.

But when forced proximity leads to forbidden feelings, secrets from Brielle’s dark past and Elijah’s complicated present begin to unravel.
And in a world full of lies, sabotage, and privilege - falling for each other might be the most dangerous thing of all.

He’s her calm. She’s his storm. Together, they’re about to change everything.

Taming Her Chaos

Tuesday. St. Augustine's Auditorium.

Students whispered. Teachers watched. Phones were recording.

On the stage stood Brielle Kingsley.

Hair sleeked back. Eyes fierce. Shoulders straight.

"I never thought I'd stand here," Brielle said into the mic. "I've never been the girl who asks for help. Or admits weakness. But lately, I've been learning how to be human again."

"The girl in those screenshots? That was me. But not all of me. And I won't let anyone define me with pieces they stole."

Elijah took the mic. "I let someone I care about fight alone. I was scared. Selfish. And I lost her. Almost."

He turned back to the room. "You all think you know her. But I've seen the side you don't. The girl who stays late for Grace's spelling tests. Who cries when she thinks no one's watching. Who fights every day to be better, not perfect."

He smiled faintly. "And I'm not sorry."

Students erupted. Cheers. Claps. Some haters, yes. But most? Shocked.

But what burned more than defeat was the smirk she caught from Zane, lurking in the back of the auditorium.

He leaned against the wall, arms folded, smug.

"Endgame, huh?" he muttered. "We'll see."

Dinner was tense. Mr. and Mrs. Kingsley weren't speaking.

Brielle stood behind him, hand in his. "We need to talk."

And when her mother asked, "Is this your rebellion?"

She smiled softly. "No. This is my peace."

Elijah stood his ground too, even when Mr. Kingsley threw veiled threats about destroying his future.

"I'm not afraid of you," Elijah said, voice calm. "Because I know who I am. And I won't let you rewrite my worth."

The silence that followed was deafening.

But it wasn't defeat, it was respect.

For once, the Kingsleys had no words.

Brielle rested her head on Elijah's shoulder.

"Think they'll ever leave us alone?"

The Reckoning (Finale)