🌸CURRENTLY UNDER EDITS🌸 Two professors. One university. One rivalry that has the entire campus buzzing. Professor Lilian Rose is calm, precise, brilliant, and practically untouchable. Professor Daisy Oliver is sharp, relentless, and impossible to outsmart. They argue over everything. Who is better. Who is right. Who gets the last word. But beneath every sarcastic remark and heated debate lies a tension neither of them wants to acknowledge. Lingering glances. Arguments that suddenly feel far too personal. Their academic rivalry is turning into something neither woman knows how to control. Because sometimes the person who irritates you the most is also the one who understands you best. Brains collide. Pride refuses to surrender. And the war between Lilian Rose and Daisy Oliver is only beginning.

One girl, haunted by demons she never asked for. One girl, holding onto a dream with bleeding hands. One girl, clinging to a life she never was supposed to survive. One girl-and one infuriating woman she was never meant to meet. Aurora Winters, 18, soft-spoken and sweet like spring rain, begins her second last first day of senior year. The wreckage of a car crash last Christmas stole what little safety she had left-leaving her in the bitter care of an aunt who never wanted her and a man who only knows cruelty. Bruised, quiet, alone and unraveling, Aurora is trying to survive the storm. But survival becomes complicated when a certain woman enters the picture. Valentina M. Harlow, 37, new to this part of town, new to the school, old to the weight of the world. Once a sweet girl who ached to be seen, now a woman shaped by silence and cold resolve. Sharp-tongued, guarded, emotionally untouchable, manipulative and entirely disinterested in attachments. She is the oldest daughter who walked away-from blood and businesses, from love, from everything that broke her. It's been seven years since she last let herself feel. And she likes it that way. Until Aurora. What begins as uneasy glances and sharp conversations becomes something far harder to ignore. Valentina sees the pain in the girl's eyes. The bruises beneath the surface. And suddenly, the woman who feels nothing is faced with a choice: walk away as she always has, or reach out-risking everything. This is a tale of longing and danger, where hearts shatter, wounds heal, and reopen. Again and again. A story of two women who were never meant to orbit, yet crash into each other anyway. A story of it all. Of longing that feels like ruin. Of aching that feels like home. Of broken things that refuse to stay broken. A slow unraveling, a dangerous pull. A love that could save-or destroy-them both. Maybe they'll piece themselves back together. And set the world on fire, together.

For hundreds of years, werewolves have been led by the Royal Triumvirate. Three wolves chosen by the Moon Goddess to be mates. Alex never cared for the politics of werewolf packs. Growing up as a orphan bouncing from foster home to foster home, she never even realized that she was werewolf until in her first transformation at the age of 13. Currently 18, she moved with her foster family to a new town and is ready to complete her final year of high school. However, to her shock, this town belongs to the Royal Pack and she finds out something that will forever change to course of her life. Alex, an orphan rogue wolf is actually a member of the Royal Triumvirate. Warning: This story contains gay relationships as well as both transgender and futanari characters. Cover created by @MeGayT00

This is a mature, 18+ Alcina Dimitrescu X female reader fanfiction! You are a scullery maid at castle dimitrescu, until one day Lady Dimitrescu discovers she has developed a taste for your blood. Now living with Lady Dimitrescu as her personal pet, you try to navigate not only the mysteries of Alcina, but your strange, unexplainable feelings for her as well. CW for general vampire horror, blood, gore and a ton of kinky vampire sex!