When nineteen-year-old Emilia starts her first year at university, she's determined to leave her past behind and finally prove she belongs somewhere. Architecture was supposed to be her fresh start-a place to disappear into floor plans and future dreams. But then there's her. Professor Sophia Voss. Brilliant. Composed. Distant. Untouchable. Until she isn't. Drawn to each other by something neither of them dares to name, Emilia and Sophia find themselves trapped in a connection that defies logic, rules, and every boundary they swore they'd never cross. What begins in silence soon turns into stolen glances, late-night thoughts, and moments too intimate to forget. But secrets don't stay quiet forever-and the line between right and wrong begins to blur. __________________ A slow-burning, emotional story about forbidden love, identity, and the parts of ourselves we hide-until someone sees them.

When one ill-fitting creature sees itself in another just as estranged, tenderness blooms. Tenderness bleeds. Tenderness stains. All the world's a stage, and damn it if River isn't the star. It's a macabre business, but her work is a careful art. And now that she has a muse... Sebille is steady as a hand on a knife on a throat. Control matters because control is all she has. Monsters are nurtured. --- narcissist orgcrime assassin x psychopath interpol operative dark romance. they're toxic lesbians and are obsessed with each other. their (physical) meet-cute is a tinder date where they pretend they both individually didn't engineer this encounter into happening. yeah they fuck (literal) AND fuck over everyone else (metaphor)! explicit scenes 18+ NSFW whatever

Kelly Vega just wants to survive senior year, but her new chemistry teacher, Elena Bennett, makes that difficult. Strict, composed, and oddly familiar, Elena is everything Kelly shouldn't be drawn to-but she can't help it. As Kelly pushes boundaries and Elena struggles to keep her distance, an undeniable tension builds between them. Will Kelly stay focused on school, or will she find herself caught in a dangerous chemistry neither of them can ignore? *kinda enemies to lover *slow burn *age gap (8years)

"I need you daddy."I whispered in Scarlett's ear as i bit and sucked her neck softly. My body ached for her touch as it grew hot. I just couldn't get myself under control as I felt my hardened nipples making me grind my chest to hers as I breathed in the crook of her neck intensely trying to control my aching body. "I'm here baby." I could feel the smirk beneath her voice at my statement. I wrapped my hands around her neck swinging my leg to her other side so I can straddle her making our lower halves meet as I felt her budge against my panties. . "No daddy, I want you in here." I grinded my core against her budge making me shut my eyes as my mouth gaped feeling the thin layer soak into my juices with shotons of pleasure shooting throughout my body. Her hands grabbed my hips before pressing me down on her budge stopping my movements. "Where baby girl? Tell daddy where you want her cock to be or else I won't give you what you want." She pressed me more to her budge making my panties stink to my core. "You know daddy please, I can't take it anymore. " I whined as tears threatened to fall from my eyes from the denial of pleasure. I whimpered as tears fell down my cheeks as she stayed silent taking my answer as a no. "Tell me baby or else I won't give it to you,choose wisely love." She whispered then spread my ass cheeks making me feel how my juices rolled down to my core as her budge grew more. "Speak up baby, tell daddy where you want her cock to be railing out you out until you can't walk." She whispered then grinded my body slowly on her budge letting out a cry. "I want your cock daddy in my wet pussy." ******* Scarlet Parker is a definition of a goodness but the only difference she has is her dark heart ever since her 38 years of living on earth. She thinks she has everything until she wants something that's not possible which is turning a straight girl gay and that's Lovely Alden who happens to have a boyfriend at 27... By: my-lesbi-ass

A professor? And a student? That's a line that should never be crossed. But what happens when those lines start to blur? What happens when you begin to mistake manipulation for love? One wants power and control while the other wants to win and get her way....and be loved. And each will do anything to get it. power. control. manipulation. I'm horrible at descriptions, but trust me, it's gonna be good 🥉in wuhluhwuh 🥉in gayness

Raven didn't ask to be here. A strict boarding school, a cold-eyed teacher, and rules that seem made to be broken. Ms. Hartmann is everything Raven despises - sharp, poised, untouchable. But the more they clash, the more it feels like something's burning underneath. In a world of secrets and silences, one thing's for sure: When desire looks like danger, someone always gets hurt. ➤ GL Romance | Teacher x Student | Ice Queen x Rebel | Enemies to Lovers ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆⋅☆⋅⋆⋅☆⋅⋆⋅☆⋅⋆⋅☆⋅⋆⋅☆⋅⋆⋅☆⋅⋆⋅☆⋅⋆⋅☆⋅⋆⋅ n/a : very slooow burn

Madeline meadows A 18 year old girl who is going through more than she should ever have to at her age. Her father being abusive and her mom dying during childbirth, she had to grow up far too quickly and learn how to handle herself. She's a little crazy, sometimes has too much energy and some would say too much to handle, but really she just needed the right person to calm her chaos. Harley storm A 30 year old English teacher, who is also secretly a millionaire business owner of a chain of hotels. She's cold, sometimes ruthless. She had never been a relationship person though after the breakup with her ex girlfriend she didn't believe she was capable of falling in love, but maybe she just needed the right person to come along.

"I do have something in mind, actually." The words were certain and very clear. Celine leaned back against the couch, her smirk softening into something darker, quieter. "Well then," She said, voice smooth enough to make my spine tingle, "Come show me." My breath caught before I could even think. The room seemed to hum around us-the low buzz of the liquor, the faint rustle of the robe against my skin, her eyes following me as she'd already decided what was going to happen next. Something in my chest fluttered-or maybe it flipped. The words weren't loud, but they pulled at me anyway like a command wrapped in velvet. I hesitated, barely. Then the hesitation melted away, the same way the liquor did earlier. My body moved before my mind caught up, slow and deliberate 𝘰𝘯 𝘮𝘺 𝘬𝘯𝘦𝘦𝘴, drawn to her like gravity wasn't a choice. 𖤓𖤓𖤓𖤓𖤓𖤓𖤓𖤓𖤓𖤓𖤓𖤓 Monét was never one to follow rules, that word seemed unknown to her knowledge. Monét was a troublemaker, it ran in her blood-well half of her blood. Her father being the chief of the police, the rule follower, yet he made an exception for his daughter always running to her rescue when needed. Monét was also the type to get what she wants, so when she sees this older lawyer-you can guess what she wants. And she intends to get it, stopping at nothing. She wouldn't let anything stop her, not age, not her issues, not her father, not a judge. Nothing would stop her from getting what she wanted.

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.