When Priscilla walks into Sloane's office, she's just another patient-guarded, broken, slow to trust. Sloane, a dominant and calculating therapist, is used to control. She knows how to push, how to read people, how to get what she wants. But Priscilla is different. What begins as therapy twists into something deeper-an electric pull neither of them can ignore. Sloane tells herself it's about healing, but her control is precise, obsessive... seductive. And Priscilla, under Sloane's careful influence, begins to lose sight of where her pain ends and Sloane begins. Because Sloane isn't just hiding secrets. She's using them. And the most dangerous thing about her is how far she'll go to keep Priscilla close. [ wlw romance between a therapist and her patient. Hold on tight, this a messy-dark romance ]

Amara Alonso is 22 years old and is in her final year studying English literature at NYU. She's smart, kind and gentle, she always has been. But she carries a quiet sadness that most don't see. After losing her mother and sister in a tragic car accident 8 months ago, she was left with an alcoholic father who she blames for their death. She promises herself to push through her last year of college but soon falls into a cycle- skipping classes, tear-stained eyes, and an empty stomach. Emilia Zayed is a 29 year old creative writing professor. Emilia is poised, intelligent and emotionally guarded. She keeps everyone at arm's length- students, colleges, friends, and especially family. She doesn't trust people and shows no intention to. She shows no interest in anybody around her, until a soft brown eyed girl enters her lecture with a look of hurt deep in her eyes that she can't seem to stop thinking about. Emilia notices Amara's writing first. There's something about her work-so raw, so aching, so lonely. It touches something in Emilia she thought she'd buried. Never has a student's piece of writing made her feel this way. They shouldn't get close. They can't get close. But they do. And it's slow, quiet, and deeply emotional. It's Amara showing up during Emilia's office hours not just to talk about writing but about life. It's Emilia realising Amara needs more than feedback-she needs someone who sees her. And it's Amara finally finding someone who doesn't leave. The two form an unspoken bond they can't explain. It's forbidden in the eyes of everybody else. But they can't help but feel softer around each other. Will they ever act on it? Will Amara's hurt or Emilia's closed offness prevent them from ever truly opening up and giving in?

"𝙎𝙝𝙚 𝙬𝙖𝙨 𝙝𝙞𝙧𝙚𝙙 𝙩𝙤 𝙙𝙚𝙛𝙚𝙣𝙙 𝙢𝙚. 𝙎𝙤𝙢𝙚𝙝𝙤𝙬, 𝙨𝙝𝙚 𝙗𝙚𝙘𝙖𝙢𝙚 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙤𝙣𝙡𝙮 𝙤𝙣𝙚 𝙘𝙖𝙥𝙖𝙗𝙡𝙚 𝙤𝙛 𝙧𝙪𝙞𝙣𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙢𝙚." ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Born into fame. Forced into the spotlight. When her mother's fashion empire falls into scandal, 𝐋𝐨𝐧𝐝𝐨𝐧 𝐖𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐛𝐫𝐨𝐨𝐤 is automatically involved, and her image is on the line. 𝐒𝐤𝐲𝐥𝐚𝐫 𝐕𝐚𝐥𝐞 is a cold, powerful attorney, hired to silence the scandal and control London. But some entanglements blur the line between control and desire. And not all of them are meant to be undone.

Just as Annabeth's hands reached to grab the back of her jacket, Sonya pivoted smoothly, one arm coiling around Annabeth's waist like a whip. There was a sharp gasp-Annabeth's-and then her spine slammed against the edge of the bar, the breath knocked clean from her chest. Sonya's forearm pressed hard across her collarbone, pinning her in place with infuriating ease. "If you wanted my attention, sugar, all you had to do was ask," Sonya murmured, her voice sultry and rough, lips inches from Annabeth's. "Get off me," Annabeth snarled, squirming beneath her hold. Sonya arched a brow, leaning in even closer until her body molded against the younger woman's-thigh to thigh, hip to hip. "You're feistier than the girls next door," she whispered against the shell of Annabeth's ear, her breath hot. "Careful now, Anna. I've always had a thing for resistance." Annabeth jerked against her, face twisting in rage. "Let. Me. Go. You stink of whiskey and whores," she spat, kicking against Sonya's shin. Sonya didn't flinch. "Say please," she drawled, her voice silk and steel, utterly unbothered. "Manners go a long way in this town." "Never," Annabeth hissed.

In a world where shadows are sharper than truth, Aurelia Blaine awakens with nothing but a name, a high-rise empire, and a father who seems all too eager to guide her steps. Outwardly ruthless and poised, she's the enigmatic owner of Blaine Company-a woman of elegance and steel. But behind closed doors, the cracks in her memory echo louder than she'll ever admit. When threats begin to circle, protection arrives in the form of Davina Lia Sokolova-a striking, soft-spoken bodyguard with eyes like secrets and precision like a blade. Cold on the outside, unreadable by design, Davina is everything Aurelia shouldn't trust. Yet, the more danger tightens its grip, the more impossible it becomes to deny the pull between them. But in a city where loyalty is currency and silence is survival, nothing is ever what it seems. Because the truth? It's waiting to bleed through. And when it does... it won't ask for permission. ❀ "You want to play?" I teased. She smiled. "I'm already naked." "That's not what I meant." I leaned in, kissed her jaw, bit her earlobe. "I want all of it off. The control. The act. The smirk. Take it off." Her pulse jumped beneath my lips. "Then make me." So I did. ❀ First Best Rankings: #1 on lostmemories 28/08-25 #1 on aurelia 11/09-25 #1 on ceoxbodyguard 13/09-25 #1 on lesbian 06/10-25 #1 on davina 09/11-25 #1 on femxfem 29/12-25 Milestones: 10k views on 15/06-25 100k views on 12/10-25 Timeline: Started on February 2025

Beverly despised the rich-until she met Raine, a dangerous mafia heiress who ignited something wild in her. Raine had never loved a woman, but Beverly became her obsession. Their passion was chaos, their love addictive. Somewhere between lust and war, they found peace-raw, unforgettable, and entirely their own. DONT BE A SILENT READER #1 - crazy (July 1st, 2021)

teacher x student | wlw | age gap Ella Sullivan is an 18-year-old high school senior with a sharp wit and a penchant for sarcasm. Her life revolves around her close-knit group of friends and the love for her dog. But her world is thrown into disarray when she encounters Ms. Catherine Reynolds, the new math teacher. With her icy demeanor and unyielding standards, Ms. Reynolds is known for making life difficult for her students, and Ella quickly finds herself at odds with her. Will they be able to put their differences aside? And what will happen if they do? #1 in lesbianromance #1 in wlwrelationship #1 in agegaprelationship #1 in txs #1 in lesbianfiction #1 in calculus #1 in girlxwoman #1 in mathteacher #1 in teacherspet #1 in wlwteacherxstudent

After a devastating tragedy altered the course of Catherine's life, she found herself standing alone as her world crumbled around her. Since then, she had closed herself off, refusing to let anyone into her heart. She lived her life as if following the rigid lines of a predetermined script, devoid of passion and love. Little did she know, miracles do happen. Love has a way of finding you when you least expect it. A mysterious stranger entered her life, awakening her dormant heart and igniting a yearning for love and connection that she had long thought lost. What the future hold for Catherine? Let's unfold the 'Whisper Destiny"...

teacher x student | wlw | age gap Emily had to take a year off from school because of her mental health, and now she's 18 and ready to start fresh. She's always been a straight-A student and plans to keep it that way by focusing on her studies this year. But then she meets the new English teacher, who she realizes she's seen before, although this time she seems different, more strict. Will Emily be able to stay focused, or will she find herself falling for the charms of her strict teacher? • Slow burn • Teacher x student • Age gap (24 years) ~Highest rankings~ #1 in lgbt #1 in womensfiction #1 in teacherstudent #1 in englishteacher #1 wlwteacherxstudent #2 in teacherspet #2 in women #2 in girlxwoman #2 in lesbian #3 in gxg #4 in wlw

"You ever think about how weird feelings are?" Maya asked quietly. Jade tensed. "What kind of feelings?" "Like... when you're around someone and your stomach just..." Maya made a vague explosion noise with her mouth. "You know?" "Like food poisoning?" Maya shoved her gently. "You're impossible." Jade smirked, but it faltered when she saw the way Maya was looking at her. Eyes open. Bare. Something unspoken balancing on the edge of her lips. Jade turned away too quickly. "Feelings are overrated." "You don't mean that." "No," Jade admitted. "I don't."