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A London Dream by niajohnna
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Esther Matthews is a 23-year-old grad student, trading creative dreams for lab code. But when she posts one song online, she doesn't expect it to go viral. And she definitely doesn't expect it to catch the eye of Jasmine Watts. Jasmine Watts is a 30-year-old actress, singer, and producer, and Esther's longtime celebrity crush. Esther has admired her from afar for 6 years, but now, Jasmine is the one watching her. Drawn in by Esther's quiet radiance and sincere smile, Jasmine offers her an opportunity to be part of a summer film project that her production company is creating in London. For Esther, it's a second chance at the creative life she thought she left behind. But what begins as admiration quickly turns into a fierce, unexpected connection. Esther grapples with confusion about her identity and fear of rejection. Jasmine battles her own restraint, terrified of mixing business with the feelings the young creative inspires. The film may wrap. The summer may end. But for Esther and Jasmine, it's only the beginning of something that neither of them could ever dream of.
My Heart Is Yours To Ruin  by Alice_writes_xx13
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Elizabeth/Ms. Wilson 30 University professor during the day, HOT mafia boss bitch at night Lily Smith 23 Student who (eventually) is so unbelievably smitten for her Ladies, it's got the age gap, the teacher x student, mafia boss, enemies to lovers, tension, slow burn, "who did this to you", "touch her and I'll kill you", stargazing where one admires the actual sky and says it's beautiful while the other one agrees yet her eyes are only on the girl beside her, angry love confessions in the rain, tooth rotting fluff and the HOTTEST sex ever. And so much more. It's got every single trope I know my desperate little loves need ;) ~ ACTUAL SUMMARY: Lily hates her. She hates that smug look on her face when she walks into the classroom like she owns the place. She hates the smirk that appears on those devastatingly beautiful, plump, soft looking lips whenever she catches Lily's eyes ogling her. She hates her cold, commanding tone. Her to-die-for body. Her breathtaking hazel eyes. The way she sounds so hot when speaking French. The way she rests her pen between her mouth while she reads over exams which ignites a burning jealousy in Lily of said pen between sinful lips. So yeah, Lily very much hates her. It doesn't help that Ms. Wilson is the meanest, coldest bitch to ever set foot on earth and is hell bent on making Lily's last semester unbearable. But in between their heated arguments, shared glances, and mutual feelings of hatred, lies secrets neither of which are prepared to unravel. Ms. Wilson. Her university professor during the day. But the leader of the most deadly mafia at night? Could she get any hotter? Ehem I mean terrifying? As they both become apart of each other's lives without meaning to, lines begin to blur and feelings rise to surface. But along with the million other reasons why Lily SHOULD walk away, only one makes her heart ache unbearably. I surpassed my word limit so I guess you'll just have to read and find out what ;)
In Her Hands by kehlaniswife_95
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Stephanie Walker is eighteen, moving across the country from Los Angeles to New York to begin her dream: law school at NYU. A new city, a new home, new friends, new everything. She's excited, but sleepless nights, old wounds, and quiet struggles follow her everywhere. She wants to live like any other college student, to blend in, to feel normal, but life hasn't been simple, and surviving on her own is harder than she expected. Every late night, every study session, every solitary drive home reminds her that life doesn't come with easy answers. Some nights, she leans on quiet habits she'd never tell anyone about, just to make it to morning. Elena Shay is thirty-two, NYU's Dean and a respected law professor. Her life is built on control, precision, and endless responsibility. At work, she's commanding, elegant, untouchable. Outside it, she's soft, warm, and human, but never careless. Elena doesn't date casually; she doesn't waste time or energy on anything that isn't worth it. She's deliberate, certain, and careful... Until Stephanie. Stephanie isn't just another student. She's sharp, captivating, and unafraid to be herself in a way that draws Elena in deeper than it should. Suddenly, the carefully maintained line between professional and personal life begins to blur. The rules, the expectations, the life Elena's worked so hard to control all scream that nothing between them can ever happen. And yet, the pull becomes impossible to ignore. As their worlds collide, Stephanie discovers a side of life she's never dared to touch: warmth, comfort, attention, and desire from someone who sees her fully, not as a girl with a "rough" childhood, but as a woman. Together, Elena and Stephanie fall into chaos, vulnerability, and longing they didn't know they were missing. Every glance, every touch, and every moment carries risk. Risk of exposure, of judgment, of everything crashing down, all shaped by the choices resting in their hands.
Yearning for her     {wlw} by Hotforprettywomen
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Seraphina Esposito is a mafia queen.. cold, ruthless, untouchable. At twenty-five she rules an empire built on fear, wielding power like a blade and believing feelings to be nothing but weakness. Love, family, softness.. those are luxuries she's burned out of herself. Or so she thought. Then comes Elowen Morgan. Beautiful. Too emotionally intelligent. Kindhearted. Too pure for a world like hers... and yet, impossible to ignore. With honey-brown eyes that see too much and a quiet defiance behind her smile, she unsettles everything Seraphina thought she knew. Seraphina doesn't do love. But desire? Obsession? The urge to claim what should never have been hers? That, she can't seem to resist. What happens when a woman who feels nothing meets the one person she can't stop feeling?
Ve O Döndü (LemŞah) by depresiflez
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"Ve O Döndü", geçmişin sırları ve ihanetlerinin gün yüzüne çıkmasıyla şekillenen bir drama. Leman, kasabaya geri döner ve intikam almak için eski arkadaşları Mine, Suzi ve Şahika'yı kullanarak planını devreye sokar. Leman'ın amacını bilmeyen Şahika, aralarındaki gizli çekime karşı koyamazken, intikam duygusu aşkın önüne geçer.
Our Shared Solitude  by woman_haramrtia
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At forty-five, Professor Loredana Dove has built her life on control. Keeping her colleagues at arm's length and her students at a distance. At home, her marriage to an absent, quarrelsome wife is crumbling, leaving her to raise their five year old daughter in quiet isolation. She has convinced herself she needs nothing more until Romina Maple crashes into her classroom. Nineteen smart, and reckless, Romina is the youngest in her year. To her classmates she's the loud, infuriating party girl; to herself, she's struggling with mental health, taking care of her three year old brother and the only responsible adult in a house run by aging grandparents, her defiance masks hunger, her insolence disguises fear. Their lives should never touch. Yet hunger recognizes hunger. What begins as irritation morphs into fascination, into a closeness neither woman knows how to resist. Boundaries blur. Rules splinter. And both must face the truth: some desires do not starve quietly, and some silences can undo a lifetime of control. Our Shared Solitude is a story of two women who should have walked away yet found themselves consumed by the one thing they were never meant to want.
Miss Walker by Coffeeteaandrain
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Teacher x student wlw -Slowburn- On a regular shift at the bookstore, Maeve helps a woman find a book. The woman is definitely beautiful with her long brown hair, green eyes, impeccable style and she likes reading. As Maeve finishes helping the said woman, she asks her out and gets rejected. What she doesn't is that the woman is none other than Jennifer Walker. Maeve's AP English teacher for the school year to come... Warnings: Mental health issues (anxiety/anxiety attacks/ocd) Smut Possible violence Use of drugs/alcohol
My Ms. Jones by theunknownauthorr_
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Troubled 18 year old x cold English teacher. Ms. Jones does everything she can to try and get Scarlett to open up and stop pushing people out but what happens when in the midst of it all, they both secretly start to fall in love with eachother.
The Unexpected Match by LIlzCorner15
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Delilah I was always the star daughter, even if my temper at school made me a troublemaker, I had been looking after my sisters since I was ten. I lost the love of my life at fifteen. I thought nothing could get possibly get worse, that was until I met her. Abby Bove. My worst enemy, and my darkest temptation. She continues to test me. Making me lose control, with this game we play on who will bite first. I bite every time, in hopes she'll run in fear, but it only brings her closer. But I think deep down we both don't want this game to end, because then we have to admit something, something that we both are terrified of. But now I'm starting to doubt my own self - control. She was a temptation. And I was beginning to be tempted. Abby Delilah Marie Blackwood. The worst girl to ever exist. The devil incarnate, who walks with her head held high, and her nails perfectly sharp like her grey eyes. Even when I think my day was going great, it ruins the instant she looks in my direction. She was taller. Colder. Ruder. And the daughter of a Billionaire. And way out of my league. But so was I. She thinks I'll bow down to her like all the others do in fear. That I'll admit I'm scared of her. But I'm not. Her reserved and cold interior, were ones that always made me annoyed and yet so captivated by her. Because even when I'm not looking at her, I always feel her eyes trail over me. I might be making a mistake, playing this game with her. But I am far from done with it. She was heartless, and ruthless with those stormy grey eyes, and those soft yet cold lips. She was everything I should stay away from. Yet I found myself inching towards her. One time I looked at her with nothing but curiosity and attraction, now I look at her with curiosity and a deep burning hatred as she does me. I never wanted the easy life, and by the looks of it neither does she.