ONLY 10 CHAPTERS AVAILABLE ON WATTPAD! THE BOOK IS BEING PUBLISHED ON PATREON 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?

𝐉𝐨𝐬𝐢𝐞 𝐕𝐚𝐥𝐞'𝐬 𝐟𝐥𝐨𝐰𝐞𝐫 𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐩 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐥𝐝 𝐮𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐥 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐟𝐚𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐥𝐞 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨 𝐩𝐚𝐲 𝐨𝐟𝐟 𝐚 𝐝𝐞𝐛𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐰𝐚𝐬𝐧'𝐭 𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐬. 𝐍𝐨𝐰, 𝐬𝐡𝐞'𝐬 𝐛𝐫𝐨𝐤𝐞, 𝐜𝐨𝐫𝐧𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐝, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐜𝐫𝐲𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐢𝐧 𝐚 𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫'𝐬 𝐚𝐫𝐦𝐬. 𝐁𝐮𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫 𝐢𝐬𝐧'𝐭 𝐚 𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫 𝐚𝐭 𝐚𝐥𝐥. 𝐒𝐡𝐞'𝐬 𝐒𝐞𝐫𝐚𝐩𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐞 𝐕𝐨𝐬𝐬, 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐥𝐝-𝐛𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐝𝐞𝐝 𝐦𝐚𝐟𝐢𝐚 𝐡𝐞𝐢𝐫 𝐰𝐡𝐨 𝐨𝐰𝐧𝐬 𝐡𝐚𝐥𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐢𝐭𝐲... 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐧𝐨𝐰, 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐩. 𝐀𝐧𝐝 𝐒𝐞𝐫𝐚𝐩𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐞 𝐨𝐧𝐥𝐲 𝐨𝐟𝐟𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐲 𝐨𝐮𝐭: "𝐌𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐲 𝐦𝐞. 𝐊𝐞𝐞𝐩 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐩 𝐨𝐫 𝐰𝐚𝐥𝐤 𝐚𝐰𝐚𝐲 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐥𝐨𝐬𝐞 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠." 𝐉𝐨𝐬𝐢𝐞 𝐬𝐚𝐲𝐬 𝐲𝐞𝐬. 𝐁𝐮𝐭 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐧𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐫𝐮𝐧. 𝐄𝐱𝐜𝐞𝐩𝐭 𝐒𝐞𝐫𝐚𝐩𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐞 𝐢𝐬 𝐚𝐥𝐰𝐚𝐲𝐬 𝐭𝐰𝐨 𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐩𝐬 𝐚𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐝 𝐬𝐦𝐢𝐫𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠, 𝐰𝐚𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠, 𝐰𝐚𝐭𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠. Most Impressive Rankings: #1 in wlw

My left eye is shut closed while my other eye is wide open, looking through the small lense of the sniper that lies on my hands. I'm lying down, my hands have the weapon pointed exactly onto my target. My pointer finger curls around the curved trigger, waiting for the perfect opportunity to snipe the opposing enemy. As soon as the person in front of my target moved, my finger pressed down on the trigger, except... He was already lying dead. His body limped on the ground while deep red puddles around him. The person that was exceptionally in front of my target before I shot turned their head to look up at me. They had one eyepatch on while the other eye stared hard into mine. They were dressed in all black, breezing like a shadow in the midnight darkness. Their lips curved into a devilish smirk, one that slightly made me shudder. Then in a flash, they disappeared. I was upset and confused why that stranger killed my opposing enemy. And I was destined to find out, one way or another. Valeria Rosila didn't plan on being Sniper. She had a dream of what her future would look like. Being a defense attorney was her top priority. Until one night, her parents found out about her liking towards the same gender and sent her away to the military at the age of 18. After serving for five years, she's changed into a completely different person. She's serious, cold and doesn't take bullshit from anyone. After the military, she decided to become a sniper to destroy the ones who ruin others' lives. Reine Bérénice is one of the most skilled Assassins in the country. She was always told to take down the enemies before they take you down. Due to her rough childhood, she is hot and hard headed and always makes sure to do her missions correctly. One day, Valeria Rosila and Reine Bérénice are asked on a mission to partner up and take down the biggest Drug Lord in history. They didn't know they'd be in a ride full of hate, war, lust, conflict and control. But also...love.

[COMPLETE] Her hands are under my shirt in seconds. She palms my breast through my bra and squeezes like she doesn't care if it leaves a mark. I cry out but the sound is muffled by her lips as her thumb flicks my nipple. "I hate you," I whisper. "Then hate me with your legs opened," she snarls, dragging my shirt over my head and tossing it somewhere behind her. Her teeth scrape down my throat, biting at the skin just below my jaw until I hiss. My back arches as her fingers undo the clasp of my bra and when it falls her mouth is latching onto my nipple, sucking it so fucking hard I nearly scream. I grab her hair and yank her head back but the look in her eyes only makes me wetter. "Shut up and fuck me," I snap. She grins. "You don't give the orders." ─────⊱𓆩♰𓆪⊰───── 𝐈𝐬𝐚𝐛𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐚 𝐌𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐢𝐧 𝐒𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐨 is the heir to an empire. 𝐕𝐚𝐥𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐚 𝐂𝐫𝐮𝐳 is a woman sworn to protect her. But the longer she keeps her alive, the more she wants to ruin her. ─────⊱𓆩♰𓆪⊰───── "In the shadows, we are all nothing but slaves to our darkest desires." - 𝐊. 𝐍𝐲𝐱 Best rankings ⤵️ 🥇#gayaf (01/08/25)

I felt my hips sway to the rhythm of the music. The club air was foggy with smoke, purple and green laser lights contrasting through the smoke. The smell of whiskey and sweat coming off peoples bodies. I was surrounded by bodies and stuck in the middle of the dance floor. But nothing else mattered, all that occupied me was the music that vibrated throughout my body. All until I looked between a small gap of two people. As I did, I locked eyes with a tall woman, sitting on a stool at the bar, sipping on some alcohol. Her eyes were like fire and I wanted nothing more but to be the one that kept that fire alive. Star is a successful 24 year old business woman with her own dance lab named "NovA." She decided to go to the club one night to let off some stress and dance. She always danced when she was sad, happy, or stressed. No matter what, dance has always found her through her hard times and has always stuck with her. As she danced, she locked eyes with a mysterious woman, who would eventually join her on the dance floor later that night. She didn't know who the mysterious woman was, she didn't know that the mysterious woman was Aris, a 26 year old woman who is the leader of the underground dance group "Backstreet." What happens when two completely different worlds collide? What happens when the two women come face to face at the world's biggest dance battle? Will they team with eachother or against eachother? Read to find out...

"Maybe in another lifetime you'll allow yourself to let go, find yourself someone who will love you for you, don't you want that? I softly said, as I look out into the city, the breeze washes my face. It's suppose to be cold out, why does the breeze feel warm then? "I do want it...But" I turned to Camilla as she speaks, the city lights from afar hits her face leaving a golden contrast that aligns her skin. "But what?" I questioned, seeing Camillias eyes advert from the city to me. "I can't allow myself to find anyone else, when all of me craves you" Angie is an artist with big dreams, in which she expresses her feelings and her appearance through her art. She likes to make nothing into something. She struggles with her appearance and own insecurities. She has a big art exhibition coming up. Though she displays her art work, no one has ever bought it before which is making an impact on her life financially. This exhibition is super big for her as important people will be there, hoping someone will buy her work. Camilla is well known tattoo artist in the city. Her body is her art. She has only ever had one relationship which messed with her mental health completely. She likes to guard herself due to it. But there is a twist... She is also the one holding the big exhibition. What will happen when the two cross paths? What will the future hold for them?

A cold and intimidating CEO, known for her sharp gaze and icy demeanor, strikes fear into everyone around her. Her mistrust runs deep, fueled by the betrayal of her previous secretary, who tried to sell company secrets. Enter her new secretary-a kind and sweet individual, eager to prove herself but unwittingly walking into a storm of hostility and suspicion. Their clashing personalities set the stage for a tense and transformative dynamic.

❝𝐘𝐨𝐮'𝐫𝐞 𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐬, 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭, 𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐝 𝐚𝐦𝐝 𝐬𝐨𝐮𝐥, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐜𝐚𝐧 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭.❞ they were feared. she was bullied. they were powerful. she was weak. they had people bowing. she had people laughing. alphas. omega. wolves. human. two different worlds collide unexpectedly in the night under the full moon. ❝𝐈 𝐚𝐦 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐬.❞

But Sutton's patience ran thin. With a sharp motion, she lowered herself, pressing her forearm against Maeve's shoulders to pin her firmly in place against the desk. "Move one more fucking time," she hissed, her breath hot against Maeve's ear, "and I'll keep you here all day, begging me to touch you." Grabbing Maeve's jaw with her other hand, Sutton turned her head sharply, forcing Maeve to meet her piercing gaze. "Is that clear? Or do I need to dumb it down for you?" she taunted, her fingers digging into Maeve's flushed cheeks, her grip unrelenting. Maeve's wide eyes darted nervously, her lips parting as if to respond, but no words came out. She nodded fervently instead, the weight of the moment stealing any semblance of speech. "Smart girl," Sutton murmured approvingly, her voice a low purr as she released Maeve's jaw. She straightened, smoothing her shirt with an air of composure as her eyes roved over Maeve's now-still form. BOTH CHARACTERS ARE ADULTS AND FULLY CONSENTING This is kinky- Content warning: Spanking, degradation, praise, hair pulling, age gap, you get the shtick Written by Tzipora Rosen Edited by Leah Catherine Benton 🏆 #1 mascxfem

Alex lost her sight after her human mate left without explanation. She's suffered after her and spent most of her days trying to get used to the darkness she's constantly lives in. What happens when they cross paths again? Would Alex get her sight back? Would there be a happy ending for the blind wolf? This is a sequel to "insatiable desire" but you can read it as a separate book. Enjoy! -S