"let me kiss you hard in the pouring rain, you like your girls insane." - Mia Mooney was born to die. It all goes back to genetics. Some genes are more preferable than others, more valuable than others, and Mia's genes damned her to death four generations ago with a mistake that cast blood across the family tree. She knows her destiny. She knows what comes next, and she knows what she has to do to gain the control back from those that seek to use her as their puppet in life and death. No destiny is complete without fate, and fate wears the face of ice queen vampire Barbie set on uncovering every layer of the living dead girl of Forks. Fate brings the shadow of death to hang off her sister's every word, and so the control shifts once more out of her hands with every tightening of the noose around her neck. Nobody can save them, nobody except Mia, and all she has to do is die. It's what she was born for. - "choose your last words, this is the last time. 'cause you and i, we were born to die."

Grace Wilson came to UCLA for a fresh start. She wanted to leave the New York shadows behind-the rain-slicked roads, the lightning that stole her sister, and the mother who turned a kitchen knife into a weapon of hate. She carries her secrets in the long sleeves she wears in the California heat and the white pills she swallows to keep the ghosts at bay. She's fragile, guarded, and determined to stay invisible. But Valentina Lopez sees everything. Cold, brilliant, and dangerously observant, Professor Lopez doesn't just teach psychology-she dissects it. From the moment they collide in a bookstore, Valentina becomes the predator to Grace's prey. She's a storm of Chilean fire and Italian ice, a woman who uses her PhD like a scalpel to find every one of Grace's fractures. Valentina doesn't want to help her. She wants to own her. It starts with lingering gazes in the lecture hall. It escalates to accidental touches that feel like electric shocks. But in the dark corners of a West Hollywood bar, the lines between mentor and student blur into something obsessive, manipulative, and completely forbidden. Grace is a virgin who has never known love. Valentina is a master of the human mind who doesn't believe in it. In a game where the Professor holds all the power, Grace is about to learn that the most dangerous place to be... is noticed. -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- "I am a psychology major, Grace. I know exactly which buttons to push to make you come undone. The question is... why are you so eager to let me?" -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- WARNING: This story contains dark themes, depictions of depression, self-harm, and an intense power imbalance. Reader discretion is advised.

"And you kept smiling at him." "I was being polite," I whispered weakly. "Mm." The sound she made sent another shiver through me. My pulse spiked immediately. She lowered herself close to the side of my face, her breath fanning my ear. She whispered darkly, "well, baby girl." She nipped my ear then. "Tonight..." Her hand came up to my throat. Not hurting Not choking. But firm enough to steal my breath away. Then she pulled back a little to look at my lips. Her gaze rose to my eyes then. Eyes dark. Pupils blown wide. "I'm not going to be." ... Jules has always lived carefully-balancing expectations, responsibilities, and the quiet weight of a world that doesn't always leave room for uncertainty. But everything begins to shift when she meets Jeanna, a confident and composed businesswoman who disrupts the rhythm of Jules' guarded life in the most unexpected way. What starts as a connection neither of them fully understands slowly deepens into something impossible to ignore. Jeanna is patient, steady, and unwavering in a way Jules has never experienced before-offering her not just affection, but space to grow, to question, and to choose for herself. Set against the backdrop of a conservative environment, this story explores identity, courage, and the complexity of choosing love when it feels like everything else is at stake. At its core, it's about two women finding their way to each other-not perfectly, but honestly.

Mia is a disaster no system could contain. She is violent, lethal, and already soaked in blood, with a past carved by murder, drugs, and robberies. Juvenile detention was never a punishment, just another stop. By thirteen, she was already claimed by gangs and the criminal underworld, breathing chaos and answering to no one. Mia doesn't obey. She doesn't bend. No one has ever been able to command her, cage her, or survive trying to control her. Until Dezare. Dezare is not just a mafia leader-she is power incarnate. Ruthless, calculated, and feared across multiple cities, she owns empires disguised as companies and rules the underworld with absolute authority. When Dezare decides something belongs to her, there is no escape. And for the first time in Mia's life, resistance means nothing.

Sienna Lawson, a weary literature student, is entering her final year at Ashbourne University. All she wants is to keep her head down, survive the year, and finally graduate. But the past she's tried to bury refuses to stay silent. It lingers-sharp, relentless-creeping back in ways she can't outrun. Then comes Juliana Blake. Cold. Commanding. Unapologetically intense. The new lecturer for Sienna's favourite subject-and a woman who carries authority like a second skin. Every glance is deliberate, every word precise, every presence impossible to ignore. They are opposites: ocean and earth. But when they collide... nothing stays untouched. Not even their past. //slow burn//age difference//ice skating// profxstudent//

When Riley Carrington moves away from the California life she's always known to study at a University in a place she's only ever visited, making real friends is hard. Especially when you have famous parents and a twin brother who takes his shirt off for feature films. When all bets are off and the odds are no longer in her favor, she still ventures off to study Law school at New York Stark University- refusing to follow in her family's footsteps. But when her intro to Law professor and Dean, Vivienne Stark makes her pulse race and causes a battle within her mind- she has to stop before it ruins her entire life and her family's imagine. The problem? She can't. "She loves me."

They used to dance side by side - Ekaterina and Floralie, best friends, inseparable. Until one betrayal turned them into rivals. Floralie did the one thing Kate could never forgive: she stole her first boyfriend. Years later, Kate makes sure they meet again. Same stage, same dream, same role - the Spring Gala. This time, she's determined to win. To shine. To make Floralie regret everything. Maybe even to take back the boy she lost. But what begins as revenge slowly turns into something else. Every step, every touch, every look brings back what she tried to bury. And what if Kate isn't who she thought she was? What if envy was never the real story between these two rivals ?

[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)