"I don't fuck girls who can't listen," she carefully whispered, pulling back to gauge my narrowed reaction before she continued, "Maybe be a good girl next time." And just like that she went to pull away. Well, that was before I wrapped my toned legs around her torso and roughly pulled her back into me. Again, I hate being told no. ♱ ♱ ♱ ♱ ♱ After getting involved with Noa Vitali, a mafia boss to whom her older brother was an underboss to, Lunden Spade finds herself striking up an explicit deal, piquing both of their interests. Will Lunden find her limits being pushed entirely too far for her liking? And more importantly... Will she like it?

Forbidden things are like a beautiful hypnotizing magnet. Once you get pulled in, it's hard to pull back. But maybe I liked being pulled in, especially if it was by her.

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.

A recently widowed music producer and father of two struggles to balance parenthood and work-life, and thus, he must go on the quest to find the perfect nanny. But when 'help' appears in the form of a young, timid woman, living a similar life to his last and mirroring his past trauma, a myriad of old unwanted memories come flooding back. And now, it is only a matter of time before he is forced to reopen wounds that have never fully healed.

teacher x student | wlw | age gap Emily had to take a year off from school because of her mental health, and now she's 18 and ready to start fresh. She's always been a straight-A student and plans to keep it that way by focusing on her studies this year. But then she meets the new English teacher, who she realizes she's seen before, although this time she seems different, more strict. Will Emily be able to stay focused, or will she find herself falling for the charms of her strict teacher? • Slow burn • Teacher x student • Age gap (24 years) ~Highest rankings~ #1 in lgbt #1 in womensfiction #1 in teacherstudent #1 in englishteacher #1 wlwteacherxstudent #2 in teacherspet #2 in women #2 in girlxwoman #2 in lesbian #3 in gxg #4 in wlw

teacher x student | wlw | age gap Wednesday fan fiction Selene Vale is eighteen, haunted by the sudden death of her best friend, Leigh. At Nevermore Academy, she struggles to keep the wolf inside her at bay--her instincts clawing at the edges of control, threatening anyone who gets too close. Every full moon brings her closer to losing herself completely, and with the shadow of her friend's murderer still unclaimed, she doesn't know how to protect herself or anyone else. Isadora Capri, thirty-three, is the academy's new head of music. A child prodigy turned accomplished teacher, she carries herself with quiet precision. Gifted, confident, and a werewolf of her own, she moves through the halls with an authority few dare question. When Selene and Capri cross paths, something changes. Capri sees the danger brewing inside Selene--and the potential she refuses to trust. What begins as interest soon turns into mentorship, as Capri guides Selene through the darkness of her instincts, teaching her control, focus, and the strength to survive a world that seems determined to break her. At the heart of Nevermore, power and danger collide, and Selene must learn who to trust--before the wolf inside her decides for her. Highest rankings #1 in isadoracapri #1 in mscapri #1 in coaching #1 in tutoring #1 in coping #1 in wxg #1 in nevermoreacademy #1 in Wednesday

"You're a thorn in my side." . . . The bane of my existence has always been Alessandro Silvestro. He's the reason my blood boils every time I'm in the same room as him. The reason why I do things out of my character. He brings out the nasty, rotten side of me. He was my first love. First enemy. And if that wasn't enough, he's also the identical copy of my best friend. The person I hate the most also has the face of the person who means the most to me. And he'll stop at nothing to see me crushed and wither in front of his eyes.

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.

"If you wanted me to fuck you, all you had to do was ask," Tazmin said, her raspy voice lowered as she drew one of her hands up the inside of my thigh. I clenched my jaw, "I didn't," I gritted, even if we both knew it was a full-faced lie. Especially with me bent over her desk with my hands held behind my back. "Oh so this..." she trailed off, suddenly running her fingers along my damp underwear, "Is all for someone else?" I drew in a deep breath, feeling the needy ache between my legs grow as she caressed her fingers back and forth against my covered core. "Anyone else," I forced out tightly. ♤ There's a delicate balance between law and order. And Milena Azhari fought ruthlessly for that balance as a defense lawyer, who is on the brink of achieving her lifelong dream... Making partner at her law firm. But she quickly gets lured off track, dipping deeper into the criminal world she once assumed she understood, until it all crumbles away from the surface. Milena's number one priority was always her family, but that quickly lands her face-to-face with her demons and the corruption that binds them. How far is she willing to go for her family? More importantly... how far is she willing to blur the lines of everything she once fought so hard for?

"You're going to let me fuck you like a good girl?" he asks and leans down, "Because you are, aren't you? A good girl?" . . . Elena Amoretto has always been smitten by the one and only, Ares Aetos. For three years, she's adored him from afar. Admiring the god of war and falling deeper into her obsession. While Ares can't seem to stand her. Where she's infatuated with him, he merely acknowledges her existence. While being the center of the spotlight herself. As the front woman of the rising band Icarus, Elena has to face the world while struggling with anxiety. To make matters worse, Ares is the drummer of the band rivaling hers, Dopamine. And just as fate would have it, his band and hers are touring together. She's supposed to hate him. But how could she? When all she does is drown in the blue of his eyes and willingly dies at the ruthless hands of Ares? The god of war who brings her down on her knees while she blissfully falls into his melancholy.