A slow-burn WLW dark romance exploring the blurred lines between power, desire, and identity. When Naomi Bennett returns from a year abroad, she's ready to start fresh - new course, new friends, new version of herself. Psychology was never part of the plan, but it's hers now... even if her parents still wish she'd studied law instead. Then comes Ms Chambers. Beautiful. Unreadable. Dangerous in ways Naomi can't quite put into words. A woman who owns every room she walks into - including the lecture hall. Naomi doesn't like her. She's too confident. Too composed. Too... something. But for someone she supposedly can't stand, Ms Chambers is increasingly hard to ignore. The tension is quiet, precise - threaded through loaded glances and careful silences. It's just in Naomi's head. Isn't it? As boundaries blur and obsession simmers beneath the surface, Naomi begins to question everything - what she wants, what she knows, and who she really is beneath the version of herself she's always performed. Because some lessons don't stay in the classroom. ⚠️ Content / Trigger Warnings: (Please avoid reading if any of the following may affect you.) Emotional manipulation Power imbalances Age gap Questioning / confusion around sexuality Gaslighting Obsessive behaviour Toxic relationships Coercion CNC Mild alcohol use / binge drinking

𝐏𝐫𝐨𝐟𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐨𝐫 𝐆𝐞𝐧𝐞𝐯𝐢𝐞𝐯𝐞 𝐋𝐚𝐮𝐫𝐞𝐧𝐭 has no patience for reckless students. Those who think they can skate through life on a last name alone. Every effort Zara makes cracks through the professor's carefully maintained distance, leaving Genevieve both captivated and terrified of how much she wants what she shouldn't. Disdain twists into fascination, and fascination becomes a dangerous obsession. 𝐙𝐚𝐫𝐚 𝐖𝐡𝐢𝐭𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐞 is used to being underestimated. With wealthy parents and a past reputation for partying, most people assume she's dancing through law school with her family's name. That's not who she is... well at least not anymore. And if proving herself means surviving Professor Laurent's brutal classes, then she'll do it. Hungover or not. This is Moral Misconduct.

Adrienne Brookes is a highschool senior with a sharp tongue and a talent for trouble. Her sarcasm is a shield, one she learned to wield early, because surviving her home life means never letting anyone see too much. And Adrienne has secrets. More than she can carry. But one slip in her carefully crafted mask is all it takes for Ivy Adair, her cold and calculating psychology teacher, to notice the cracks. Ivy is the last person Adrienne should trust, and the only one she can't seem to stay away from. Wanting distance is easy. Keeping it is impossible. ‼️ GAY ‼️ SEXUAL CONTENT ‼️ ABUSE AND VIOLENCE - There will not be warnings in individual chapters. This book is for mature audiences only. Do not read if sensitive to the above content.

Ivy Williams didn't come to Heartfelt University for drama. She came to pass her classes, chain-smoke her way through the stress, and stay out of trouble. Then she met Professor Sinclair. Cold, condescending, and infuriatingly attractive, Sinclair seems to have made it her mission to ruin Ivy's life one lecture at a time. But Ivy gives as good as she gets-and the more they clash, the more the tension starts to twist into something else. Something neither of them is ready for but both of them want far too badly. Sharp words turn into slow glances. Power plays turn personal. And soon, the only thing more dangerous than their rivalry... is what might happen if it stops. [wlw]

Deception A dark romance where obsession and manipulation blur the lines between power and desire. Scarlett never expected her new job to come with a familiar face one she'd hoped to forget. The woman in the tailored blazer, cold eyes gleaming beneath the strobe lights of a Miami nightclub, now stands at the helm of Scarlett's career: Her new boss. What begins as a seemingly professional dynamic quickly spirals into something far more dangerous. Beneath the surface of polite smiles and sharp instructions lies a twisted game one neither of them fully controls. As tension simmers and boundaries dissolve, Scarlett finds herself tangled in a seductive web where nothing is as it truly seems. Is it obsession... or all a deception? Scarlett is about to learn just how deadly blurred lines can become. Especially when her past comes into play

"I swear nothing happened" I tried not to moan "I warned you Allison that you are mine that no one should touch you the way I want to touch you that no one should see you the way I want to see you " she husked as she plunged two of her fingers inside of me My head hang back in pleasure as I tried to contain my moans. The pleasure I was feeling was undeniably. "On your knees" she growled I quickly dropped to my knees with my hands on my thighs waiting for further instructions. She unbuckled her belt then unzipped her pants. She pulled her pants down along with her boxers and her dick sprung out. She was huge. "Suck like the slut you are" she growled I didn't move or anything. She gripped the back of my head and pushed her dick into my mouth causing me to choke. "I said to suck don't disobey me" I could barely breathe her dick was hitting the back of my throat cutting the air off to my lungs. She pulled me back and I started to cough. You could see my saliva glistening her dick She gripped my neck then picked me up bringing my face closer to hers "I'll show you never to disobey me Allison" She roughly turned me around and shoved me down on the desk so that my back was to her. "You haven't been a good girl have you Allison?" She slapped my ass The sting cause me to yelp and jolt further on the desk. "I asked you a question so answer me Allison" she slapped my ass again harder than the first time "No I haven't" I choked out tears running down my face "No you haven't and for that I'll teach you a lesson" she hissed She gripped my waist then lined her guy up with my entrance. "Fuccckkkk" I moan as she slammed into me She roughly thrust into me giving me long deep strokes as she slapped my ass. "Fuck you feel so good princess" She grunted "But you were bad" She picked up her pace going faster and deeper. She snaked her hand around my waist and to my clit where she used her thumb to rub circles against my clit. "Please I-I'm sorry" I tried to moan

Hartley, a 20 years old univeristy student is struggling to keep herself focused on studying. With her illness making matters worse, the young woman ends up failing Mathematic, her main and most important class. The only way to get through this year is spending all gloomy, cold, autumn afternoons with Vivienne Laurent, the most strict professor known to mankind, who agreed to guide the lost but eager student through the most complicated topics. But what will happen when those two find out they have more in common then they would ever suspect? Will Hartley manage to get back on track?

Athena Sinclair, 37, is cold, distant and shady. She has her walls are built strong, bricks of secrets and mystery untold. Nobody gets in and she never gets out, especially after finding out that her ex wife cheated for two years of their marriage. What will happen when she stumbles across Rosetta (21), a calm and happy student whose aura only irritates her? How can one person be so full of joy? Or is this a façade? Rosetta puts up a front outside of her home. After her dad died, her family life went down hill. How much is too much and what will happen when prim and proper Rosie begins to fall for her ice queen of a teacher? TW: SA Alcohol abuse Smut/ BDSM Age gap Abuse

Liberty Fierro is used to living on her own terms, partying recklessly all night and doing it all over again the next day. But when one night goes horribly wrong, her mother steps in with an ultimatum: 𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗿𝗮𝗽𝘆 𝗼𝗿 𝗻𝗼 𝘁𝗿𝘂𝘀𝘁 𝗳𝘂𝗻𝗱. Monroe Leclair's reputation as a therapist is as infamous as it is dangerous. She's calm, calculating, and hiding secrets that no one in their right mind could possibly guess. As the lines blur between healing and obsession, Liberty has to wonder if Monroe is saving her, 𝙤𝙧 𝙘𝙤𝙣𝙨𝙪𝙢𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙝𝙚𝙧 𝙘𝙤𝙢𝙥𝙡𝙚𝙩𝙚𝙡𝙮.