Lucia never expected english literature to change her life. It was just another required class-another lecture hall, another set of deadlines, another professor she planned to quietly survive under. But then she meets her. Professor Vivienne Marrow. She's thirty-two and the kind of woman who speaks in perfectly measured sentences and looks at you like she already knows every mistake you've ever made. Strict doesn't even begin to cover her. Lucia is twenty, messy in all the ways Vivienne is not. Too curious. Too easily affected by a voice that says her name like it means something dangerous. She doesn't realise it at first, the way her thoughts linger too long after class, the way Vivienne's gaze always finds her in a room full of students. And she certainly doesn't realise she's falling for a woman who should be completely off-limits. But Vivienne notices everything and the more Lucia pushes forward, the more Vivienne begins to slip. Because some lessons aren't written in books. And some boundaries are only there until someone dares to cross them

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.

Velvet Rose is a woman with the reddest hair in town, the flower of West Springs. Every man chases after her, every woman wants to be her and every child flocks to her feet like ducklings. Velvet isn't bothered by the attention. She's gotten used to being beamed at by all those who had eyes. Then a European opera singer comes to town. Nessa Sterling, a strange woman who wears clothing for men, but the most beautiful dresses and stunning makeup as she belts the opera. West Springs' Rose, who has never been the one beaming at someone else, finds herself craving the attention of the woman who hasn't even noticed her.

Completed 💯 GxG SFW WxW no smut A brilliant college senior and her younger sister form an unexpected bond with their OCD professor. Through quiet care, emotional healing, and shared routines, the three build an unconventional family and choose to make a home together.

Out the window, I see her - Hayden Musk, striding across the quad like she owns it. Her rugby bag slung over her shoulder, hair tied up in a way that looks messy but perfect. She laughs at something her friend says, tipping her head back so the sun hits her cheekbones. For a second, my heartbeat trips over itself. Hayden's the kind of person who makes you wish you were brave. I've only ever spoken to her once - last year in the library, when she asked if the seat next to me was free. I remember how she smiled, how she smelled like grass and shampoo. I remember I couldn't speak properly for hours afterwards. Lucy follows my gaze, raises an eyebrow. "You know her?" I drop my eyes fast. "No. Not really." "Right." Lucy flips her hair over her shoulder. "She's trouble anyway." I almost laugh. I don't think Hayden Musk could be trouble for me if she tried. I'm invisible. And maybe that's safer. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Part of me is always searching - the next game, the next girl, the next spark that might stick. Then I see her. Felicity Marianne - all soft edges and hidden eyes, hugging her books like they're the only thing keeping her upright. She's too pretty for this place. She looks like a secret you'd promise to keep forever. Alex elbows me mid-sentence. "Hey, Musk - you listening?" I grin, unapologetic. "Sorry. Distracted." "By who?" She follows my gaze, laughs under her breath. "Marianne? She's a ghost, mate." "Maybe I like ghosts," I say. It's a joke but it isn't. I've been surrounded by loud, bright people my whole life. Maybe I want quiet for once. Something soft. Something real. Alex makes a face. "She's way out of your league." I raise an eyebrow. "Think so?" She laughs. "I know so. Come on, Captain. First period. Let's go pretend we care."

When Sam Carter flies to Hawaii for her best friend's wedding, she expects sun, cocktails, and chaos. Not to fall for the bride's mother. Natalie Moreno is elegant, guarded, and far too tempting. What starts with a funny airport mix-up soon spirals into late-night confessions, family drama, and sparks neither of them can ignore. But attraction isn't the only thing stirring. Secrets from the past, unexpected connections, and questions long buried begin to surface, forcing Sam to navigate desire, trust, and truths that could change everything.

One is hiding from the world. The other is trying to find her place in it. Ellie is perfectly content with her single flat and her Criminal Minds marathon, and a healthy dose of Tumblr nostalgia-until MoonPetal45 enters the chat. As the pressure of her final year mounts, this online stranger becomes her greatest support. Dr. Pembrose knows the rules. As a professor, she should have blocked the charming, accident-prone student the moment she recognised her. But in the quiet of her new home, the line between mentor and admirer is blurring, and Ellie's frequent run-ins with gravity are making the doctor fall a little too hard.

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As Manhattan's most feared criminal defense attorney, Valentina Pierce doesn't lose-cases, control, or composure. Her life is built on unbreakable rules and airtight boundaries, all designed to keep her one step ahead of chaos. Then Emery Vale walks into her office. The brilliant and scandal-shrouded tech CEO is facing a federal indictment that could destroy her empire. She's arrogant, reckless, and entirely too comfortable breaking rules. Valentina knows better than to get close-but Emery makes resistance feel like weakness. What starts as strategy meetings and legal briefs turns into late nights, charged glances, and a battle of wills neither woman is prepared to lose. Valentina is used to dominating the courtroom-but with Emery, every glance is a dare, every touch a negotiation. -RANKINGS- 🥇#1 in #girlxgirlbook 🥇#1 in #lesbianbook 🥇#1 in #womanxwoman 🥇 #1 in #loveislove 🥇 #1 in #client

"I can be anything you want, my love," she mutters in my ear, her warm breath making my skin tingle and my body yearn for her to touch more of me than her gentle hug around my waist. While I do appreciate how gentle she is with me, right now I want more. I want more of her touch on my bare skin. I want her hands to explore me more than she's letting them. I know she wants more just like me, but she's holding back. "Oh, really?" I tease, wrapping her hair around one of my fingers and giving it a small tug, hoping that this will get her worked up. "Anything I want?" Alice hums, confirming her promise before peppering a few soft kisses along my neck while I consider my request. There's so much I could ask for. "Absolutely anything, my love." *** For those who never find pleasure easily, a creature who knows and can be their every desire is perfect - it's even better if the creature is the one lustful for them.