"Spread your legs for me." I climbed onto the mattress, heart pounding. I lay back and slowly opened my thighs, shutting my eyes tight because I knew how wet I was. The cool air hit my soaked panties, and I felt even more exposed. Andrea leaned down, hovering over me. Her lips pressed a small, almost gentle kiss to my neck. Then she whispered against my ear, breath warm, "I don't know what the fuck came over you tonight, Lalia, but don't ever do it again. Because there are repercussions, sweetheart." Her hands ran slowly down my thighs, fingertips tracing the sensitive skin. "These pretty thighs," she murmured. "Open your eyes, baby," she whispered. I opened my eyes, breathing hard. "Look at them. Look at what's between them. Look at your whole body. Do you see it?" I nodded. "They're mine," she said, voice low and possessive. "Every single limb. Every nerve. Every inch of your body is mine, Lalia. I don't want you to ever think they are not." ..... Lalia Bishop is tired of the pills, the white walls, and the careful way people talk to her like she's glass about to break. Diagnosed with borderline personality disorder after a suicide attempt, she's been in and out of psychiatric hospitals for years, cycling through therapists who either pity her, fear her, or grow frustrated with her unpredictability. None of them lasted until Dr. Andrea Cross.

(19 year old) Claire Powers finds herself admitted to another Private Practice. Repression, sex and sarcasm- her ways through life. What happens when she has no choice but to face her trauma? Or when her therapist becomes more than just a safe person? Ember adores her work. She has no time for romantic connections. But when reality strikes and she's home alone with her feline friend and a book she's read one too many times, loneliness casts a shadow over her that she can't outrun. Boundaries blur. Safety strengthens. Ethics rot. Claire (19) Ember (40)

She hired Dahlia to take care of her kids. Not to crawl under her skin, not to make her feel again, and most certainly not to fall in love with her. Scarlett Romano, mother of two. A woman carved from ice. Cold, powerful, ruthless, and engaged to a woman who looks perfect on paper. A decision made for the sake of legacy, image, and the future of her children. Love? That's a luxury she gave up a long time ago. But then, Dahlia shows up like a crack in her perfect foundation. She's soft where Scarlett isn't. Bright where Scarlett is guarded. Her children have learned to adore her. And Scarlett- despite herself, begins to crave her. To need her. But Dahlia? Dahlia is breaking. She's unraveling. Because she was never meant to belong here. She isn't who she claims to be. She didn't take the nanny job for the paycheck, or the kids. She took it because her father is holding her brother's life over her head. She's not a nanny, she's bait. A spy. A pawn in a game she doesn't want to play. Planted inside Scarlett's home to find weakness, to expose secrets, and burn it all from the inside out. What she didn't expect was the warmth of the children. She didn't expect them to start feeling like hers. She didn't expect Scarlett's rare, shattering softness. And she sure of hell didn't expect to fall in love with the woman she was sent to ruin. Now, Dahlia's caught between two impossible choices. Between the family she's beginning to love...and the family she's so desperate to save. And if the truth ever comes out. She won't just lose her job. It won't just break hearts. It'll ruin everything.

The seduction dripped off of her tongue, just like I desired to be, her low voice entrancing me with the dangerously sadistic melodies of a siren song, with the most terribly sinful lyrics. "I could kill you right now, Angel." She inched closer towards me. "Right here," she said, her eyes raking over my body, sizing me up, slowly. The lustful grey in them soon lifted back up, intimidating mine. Her harsh words screamed murderous intent, but the look in her eyes whispered a different kind of sin. I couldn't tell whether my breath hitched at her cruel threat, or the yearning pulse between my... She interrupted my stream of consciousness, poisoning it with every still second, keeping her gaze on mine as her depraved hand reached out to caress the bruised side of my neck. "But I have something else in mind." ──────────────────── No one ever says it out loud. What she really is. Dangerous. Heartless. Merciless. A murderer. Everyone knows it. And now, she's in control. There are only so many people who kill their way to the top and get away with it. But there are things far more dangerous than power. Things not only worth killing for, but dying for. Seduction. Obsession. Love? Angeline Kelleher, her new secretary, seems to be the only one reckless enough to question her. To stand too close. To look too long. Unfortunately for Angeline, sin itself was designed to allure. Some urges were never meant to be denied, and resisting the sexual temptation of the devil is not an easy sport. But resisting falling in love may be even harder, especially with someone she wasn't sure was even capable of such a feeling... Hopefully 𝑡ℎ𝑖𝑠 angel doesn't fall and break her wings. 𝑂𝑢𝑐ℎ． ⚠️ MATURE CONTENT ⚠️ #1 in lesbian (October 2025) #1 in women (August 2026)

Kennedy Sterling does not believe in second chances Not after Reese Calloway walked away from four years of loving her and left Kennedy to figure out how to survive with half a heart and too many unanswered questions It took Kennedy a year and a half to become someone who could breathe without her Then Kai Brooks happened Cocky, patient, dangerous in all the ways Kennedy should have known better than to want Kai makes her feel wanted without making her feel trapped And Kennedy hates how badly she wants to let her in Then Reese comes back Now Kennedy has to help rehab the girl who broke her heart while trying not to look at her like she never stopped loving her ⛧ ✦ ⛧ ✦ ⛧ Reese Calloway told herself she had no choice Leaving Kennedy was supposed to protect a secret big enough to destroy everything her family had built So she did the one thing she knew Kennedy would never forgive her for She left first But loving someone does not stop just because you are the one who ran And now Reese is back at UNC, sitting on Kennedy Sterling's training table, pretending she can survive being touched by the girl she never stopped wanting Kennedy looks at her like she is the worst thing that ever happened to her Reese cannot even blame her ⛧ ✦ ⛧ ✦ ⛧ Kai Brooks does not usually chase girls this long She likes attention, the almost, the moment before someone gives in and admits they want her But Kennedy was never that simple Kennedy made Kai wait Made her work Made her want something that did not end the second she won it And for the first time, Kai is starting to wonder if maybe settling down does not sound like a trap when it is with the right girl ⛧ ✦ ⛧ ✦ ⛧ Two girls want Kennedy Sterling One broke her One makes her want to try again And Kennedy is stuck between the girl she never got over and the girl who refuses to let her run

Selena Alexandra Lindström thought her life was ordinary-quiet days filled with books, classrooms, and simple routines. But the moment Valeria La Reina Roja Monteserra walked into her world, everything changed. Love came like fire, consuming, forbidden, and unforgettable. Now, Valeria is gone. Torn away by blood, duty, and shadows that refuse to let her go. All that remains for Selena are memories too vivid to fade, a heart that aches with every sunrise, and a promise she silently carries: to wait for her, no matter how long, no matter how much it hurts. But love has a price. And waiting comes with its own dangers. Forbidden Desires II: The Price of Love is a story of longing and resilience, of how one woman's undying devotion to La Reina Roja Monteserra reshapes her life, her choices, and her destiny. A book of sacrifice, patience, and the haunting truth that some loves are too powerful to let go-even when the world demands otherwise.

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

𝘴𝘦𝘲𝘶𝘦𝘭 𝘵𝘰 𝘷𝘢𝘭𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘢... "I fell more in love with her every time I heard her laugh- even if it wasn't meant for me- and each moment she held my face in her hands just to look into my eyes. You don't just move on from someone like that. She's golden." . . . *Rated MATURE. Contains mentions of alcohol, mature scenes for the purpose of the story plot, and strong language. I own all the rights to this story. All of the characters are fictional and not based on any living person, otherwise it is a mere coincidence.

Temptation had always been Lily's hamartia... Just starting her final year of high school, never did she expect to plummet so deep and become so sinfully bound to someone so narcotic yet maliciously heavenly as her. Consequences so seemingly inconsequential, it was futile for Lily to ignore the allure of such an elegant woman. After all, how could she defy a connection so transcendent beyond what words can fathom, and something so... 𝘪𝘭𝘭𝘪𝘤𝘪𝘵. 𝐀 𝐬𝐭𝐮𝐝𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐱 𝐭𝐞𝐚𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞. [tw: sex, violence, mature themes, drugs, mental health, self-harm, death.]

In need of money and a way to escape the problems at home, you get a job babysitting two lovely boys named Billy and Tommy Maximoff. What happens when you start to feel things you shouldn't for their mother? Will it bloom into love or leave you heartbroken? --- Slow burn, Milf Wanda Maximoff X Reader Was posted on my account LovePersevering but some reason Wattpad took it down :(