Azalia Gray can feel her insides being eaten alive. She's made the mistake of falling hard and fast for someone she's destined to not have. It feels wrong to crush on somebody not only twice her age, but also the mother of the toddler she nanny's. But don't fret Azalia, you're not the only one struggling with irrepressible feelings. **This story is mature, containing lots of smut and dark aspects. Read at your own discretion**

Jackie pushed open the door and pulled Catherine into her arms. When they slowly broke their embrace, Catherine cupped Jackie's neck with her hands and then kissed her deeply, with a passion that she never fully let herself release before. Jackie started moving Catherine towards the bed. When they got to the edge, Jackie stepped back slightly and reached for the bottom of Catherine's shirt; gently tugging it up over her head. "You're so beautiful," she whispered before kissing her again. Without breaking their kiss, Jackie gently laid Catherine down on the bed as she straddled her. Catherine grabbed Jackie's shirt and slowly pulling it up over head. Jackie then leaned forward and put her hands down on the bed, hovering over Catherine. "I'm scared," Catherine whispered, as a single tear rolled down her cheek. Jackie could feel Catherine's heart racing against her own chest, as she lay on top of her. She brought her hand up to Catherine's face and wiped away the tear. Then placed her hand over Catherine's. "Don't be," Jackie whispered. She then leaned down and kissed Catherine. Story Description: A year ago, Catherine got asked to leave her job as a psychology professor at a college in Bloomington because there have been speculations going around about her romantic relationship with a student (Jackie Kirk). Jackie also had to leave college because she got the main part in a new upcoming film. Fast forward a year, Jackie and is now a famous actress, especially well known for her movie Neptune 26. Catherine Stark finished writing her article on the Theory of Self-Denial and got invited to go back to Stanford University to talk about her article. Both Catherine and Jackie crossed paths again and realised that they both really love each other. Due to Jackie being a famous celebrity, will her celebrity fame stop her relationship with Catherine? **NOTE: This story is based after the ending of the movie Bloomington (2010).

When Priscilla walks into Sloane's office, she's just another patient-guarded, broken, slow to trust. Sloane, a dominant and calculating therapist, is used to control. She knows how to push, how to read people, how to get what she wants. But Priscilla is different. What begins as therapy twists into something deeper-an electric pull neither of them can ignore. Sloane tells herself it's about healing, but her control is precise, obsessive... seductive. And Priscilla, under Sloane's careful influence, begins to lose sight of where her pain ends and Sloane begins. Because Sloane isn't just hiding secrets. She's using them. And the most dangerous thing about her is how far she'll go to keep Priscilla close. [ wlw romance between a therapist and her patient. Hold on tight, this a messy-dark romance ]

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Grace Winslow and Professor Catherine Harrow don't know each other. Not yet. Grace is a guarded freshman trying to outrun her mother's legacy. Catherine is a sharp, cold psychology professor who teaches a course called Psychology of Human Intimacy. After their first class, something shifts. Something quiet. Something dangerous. When a family connection is unexpectedly revealed-through a woman they've both learned to love and resent-boundaries begin to blur. What begins in silence becomes obsession. Attachment Theory is a sapphic, slow-burn academic romance about intimacy, power, longing, and everything we pretend not to feel.

Sloane doesn't love. She doesn't even try. Girls come and go- useful until they're boring, discarded the moment they start to cling. Control is the only thing that matters, and it has always been hers. Until Elara. Dark-eyed. Sharp. Calculated. A woman who strips Sloane bare with nothing more than a look, who takes control without asking, who makes submission feel less like a choice and more like inevitability. What begins as a game of power becomes an obsession neither of them can walk away from. For the first time, Sloane isn't the one pulling the strings-she's caught in them. This isn't love. This isn't safe. This is control. Twisted. Consuming. Addictive.

"Evelyn, there's a reason employees aren't close with their bosses If they do their job well, they have to put the corporation first...It's the boss's job to keep them in line, constantly supervise them, and order them around, so it's only natural most people don't like that, and therefore them. Do you understand?" "But we get along, don't we?" I asked tentatively, not trying to give away how much I believed there was something deeper between us. "Most, Evelyn." "I'm sorry I don't follow." "You don't mind being looked after, complying, or put in your place...In fact, I think you like it." ........................................... When the enticing, elegant, confident, woman who caught her eye at the bar turns out to be her boss's boss can she hide the depths of her inappropriate attraction?

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"Is this what you wanted? To be taken from behind on my desk like a slut?" She demanded, tightening her grip around my hair, pulling my head back. "Look at me, Eden." My eyes met hers, and I almost shivered as I was met with the undeniable lust behind them that replaced her anger mere seconds ago. "I just like pissing you off, I guess." I smiled innocently, alluding to her previous question. Her eyes darkened, before letting go of my hair and grabbing my throat instead. I felt her fingertips trail over over my soaked underwear, and a moment later she brought one of my hands to my core, instructing me to hold the lace fabric to the side, as she began to slowly circle my wetness, before dipping two fingers inside me without warning. My eyes rolled back, a moan escaping my lips as I whispered her name. "God, my name sounds like a sin on your lips." She purred over me, curling her fingers inside me, while thumbing my dripping core. - An innocent waitress, a flirt of a mafia boss, and a relentless string of...well, problems. A fun little story to read, very gay, with plenty of romance, as well as - dare I say - humor. 🏅RANKINGS🏅 #2 lesbian #7 wlw