Zora was was finally an adult, she was going to take over her mother's company. The mafia princess worked right under her mother's wing when she made a fatal mistake and caused a huge conflict with another powerful mafia. A small accident turned Zora's life upside down.... Was it for the best? or will it ruin her? Sequel to "The Bodyguard" could be read as sperate book.

Selene is the new guidance counselor for the school she used to be a teacher for. On her way to work she stumbles upon a familiar face but can't quite remember who they are. When she meets them again it's as colleagues but it comes aware that the mystery person is an ex student of hers, Jordyn, who is now the gym coach. Jordyn has had a crush on Selene ever since she taught her back in school. Now older, and more confident, will she finally have her chance or will unlikely circumstances keep them from pursuing a life together once again.

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.

"𝑫𝒐𝒏'𝒕 𝒎𝒊𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒌𝒆 𝒐𝒑𝒑𝒐𝒓𝒕𝒖𝒏𝒊𝒕𝒚 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝒑𝒐𝒘𝒆𝒓." "𝑫𝒐𝒏'𝒕 𝒎𝒊𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒌𝒆 𝒔𝒊𝒍𝒆𝒏𝒄𝒆 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝒔𝒖𝒃𝒎𝒊𝒔𝒔𝒊𝒐𝒏." 𝐄𝐥𝐥𝐚 𝐋𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐞 was never supposed to be chosen. Yet, out of sixty thousand models, she was. Now under the control of StarCorp's cold and untouchable founder, 𝐓𝐚𝐲𝐥𝐨𝐫 𝐕𝐨𝐬𝐬, Ella finds herself pulled into a world of luxury, lust, and the impossible standards of fame. But Taylor plays a slow game. And Ella? She's determined to prove she's not as easy to break as the girls before her. [DISCLAIMER: The intended audience for this book is 18+.] © Tear Me Down may not be reproduced, copied, reposted or translated in any way unless explicit permission is given directly from the author.

"Please, Miss Black," she whispers, barely holding it together. Vera bites down on Lara's ear, just hard enough to make her gasp. "Fix it," she growls, her voice rough and demanding. Lara's body shudders. "Please... Mommy," she whimpers, trembling. Vera's eyes darken, going utterly black. "Is that what you want?" Her voice drops, thick with possessiveness. "You want your mommy to take care of you, hm?" Lara just whimpers, only making Vera's hunger worse. "Tell me what you deserve." ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Vera Black is a supermodel who trusts no one. She's defined by her trauma, convinced she's straight, and lives for control. Lara is the soft, chaotic artist who moves in next door and sees right through her walls. The problem? Vera craves Lara's light. She wants to protect her, possess her, and break all the rules she ever made for herself. One is guarded by trauma. The other is soft by nature. Their craving will be everything they both fear. (WLW Romance, Age Gap, Dark Feminine/Soft Girl, Explicit Tension)

Zora Sterling has everything, she is beautiful, she is rich, her parents own the school everyone would kill to get in to, the only thing that makes Zora tick is Jade Winslow, the low life no one who shouldn't even be there, Zora has to break her, ruin her and destroy everything still alive inside her until she runs back to where she came from, far away from her sight. Jade Winslow was lucky enough to get in a school like this with a scholarship, because this way she'll most likely get into her dream school Crownridge in England, that's the only thing that keeps her going that she only needs to survive one more year, only needs to survive one more year with Zora Sterling, who represents everything she hates. It's one more year, everything will go smoothly without any complications, right?

ꜱᴏᴘʜɪᴇ ɢᴀꜱᴘᴇᴅ ᴡʜᴇɴ ᴀᴛᴀʀᴀ'ꜱ ꜰɪɴɢᴇʀ ʜᴏᴏᴋᴇᴅ ᴀʀᴏᴜɴᴅ ᴛʜᴇ ꜱᴄᴀʀꜰ, ᴘᴜʟʟɪɴɢ ʜᴇʀ ꜰᴏʀᴡᴀʀᴅ ʟɪᴋᴇ ᴛᴜɢɢɪɴɢ ᴏɴ ᴀ ʟᴇᴀꜱʜ. "ꜰɪʀꜱᴛ ʀᴜʟᴇ," ᴀᴛᴀʀᴀ ᴍᴜʀᴍᴜʀᴇᴅ, ʜᴇʀ ʟɪᴘꜱ ꜱᴏ ᴄʟᴏꜱᴇ ꜱᴏᴘʜɪᴇ ꜰᴇʟᴛ ᴛʜᴇ ꜰᴀɪɴᴛ ʙʀᴜꜱʜ ᴏꜰ ʜᴇʀ ʙʀᴇᴀᴛʜ, ᴇʏᴇꜱ ʟᴏᴄᴋɪɴɢ ʜᴇʀꜱ ɪɴ ᴘʟᴀᴄᴇ. "ʏᴏᴜ ʟᴏᴏᴋ ᴀᴛ ᴍᴇ ᴡʜᴇɴ ɪ ꜱᴘᴇᴀᴋ." ꜱᴏᴘʜɪᴇ'ꜱ ʜᴇᴀʀᴛ ʀᴀᴍᴍᴇᴅ ᴀɢᴀɪɴꜱᴛ ʜᴇʀ ʀɪʙꜱ. "ʏ-ʏᴇꜱ, ᴍᴀ'ᴀᴍ," ꜱʜᴇ ꜱᴛᴀᴍᴍᴇʀᴇᴅ. ᴀ ʜᴜᴍ ᴠɪʙʀᴀᴛᴇᴅ ꜰʀᴏᴍ ᴀᴛᴀʀᴀ'ꜱ ᴛʜʀᴏᴀᴛ, ʟᴏᴡ ᴀɴᴅ ᴘʟᴇᴀꜱᴇᴅ. ꜱʜᴇ ɴᴀʀʀᴏᴡᴇᴅ ʜᴇʀ ᴇʏᴇꜱ ꜱʟɪɢʜᴛʟʏ, ꜱᴛᴜᴅʏɪɴɢ ᴛʜᴇ ɢɪʀʟ ᴄᴀᴜɢʜᴛ ɪɴ ʜᴇʀ ɢʀᴀꜱᴘ. ᴛʜᴇʀᴇ ᴡᴀꜱ ꜱᴏᴍᴇᴛʜɪɴɢ... ꜱʜᴇ ɪɴʜᴀʟᴇᴅ, ꜱᴍᴏᴋᴇ ꜱᴘɪʟʟɪɴɢ ꜰʀᴏᴍ ʜᴇʀ ʟɪᴘꜱ ɪɴ ᴀ ʀɪʙʙᴏɴ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ʙʀᴜꜱʜᴇᴅ ᴀɢᴀɪɴꜱᴛ ꜱᴏᴘʜɪᴇ'ꜱ ᴄʜᴇᴇᴋ. ꜱᴏᴍᴇᴛʜɪɴɢ ᴀʙᴏᴜᴛ ʜᴇʀ ꜱᴍᴇʟʟᴇᴅ ꜰᴀᴍɪʟɪᴀʀ. ʜᴇʀ ꜰɪɴɢᴇʀꜱ ᴛɪɢʜᴛᴇɴᴇᴅ ʙʀɪᴇꜰʟʏ ᴏɴ ᴛʜᴇ ꜱᴄᴀʀꜰ ᴀꜱ ʜᴇʀ ʙʀᴏᴡꜱ ᴅʀᴇᴡ ᴛᴏɢᴇᴛʜᴇʀ. "ᴅᴏ ɪ ᴋɴᴏᴡ ʏᴏᴜ ꜰʀᴏᴍ ꜱᴏᴍᴇᴡʜᴇʀᴇ?" ᴀᴛᴀʀᴀ ᴀꜱᴋᴇᴅ, ʜᴇʀ ᴠᴏɪᴄᴇ ᴛɪʟᴛɪɴɢ, ᴄᴀᴜɢʜᴛ ʙᴇᴛᴡᴇᴇɴ ᴄᴜʀɪᴏꜱɪᴛʏ ᴀɴᴅ ᴄᴇʀᴛᴀɪɴᴛʏ. ɪᴄᴇ ꜰʟᴏᴏᴅᴇᴅ ꜱᴏᴘʜɪᴇ'ꜱ ᴠᴇɪɴꜱ. ɪ'ᴍ ᴅᴇᴀᴅ. ꜰᴜᴄᴋ.

Amelia Peterson is just trying to survive her final year of high school-eighteen, exhausted and drowning in secrets. She's used to hiding. Used to no one noticing the bruises behind her smile. Isabella Williams is the new math teacher: strict, distant, untouchable but the moment she lays eyes on Amelia, something cracks. She's not supposed to care. She's not supposed to get involved but Amelia brings out a side of her that terrifies them both-protective, possessive and dangerously close to crossing the line. She was supposed to teach her. Not fall for her. ・❥・ Highest rankings ・❥・ #12 in womanxwoman #9 in teacherspet #1 in lesbianfiction #1 in femme #35 in 18andup #1 in protective #1 in teacherstudent #5 in lesbian

✨COMPLETED✨ When 18-year-old Lexie Harrison's parents pay her way into an elite private school, she's determined to hate everything about it-especially the strict calculus teacher who seems hell-bent on pushing her limits. Lexie's sharp wit and cold exterior are her only defenses in a world that's constantly telling her she's not enough. Enter Emma Miller, the no-nonsense teacher with piercing eyes and an unwavering sense of discipline. Emma sees through Lexie's walls, recognizing the brilliance buried beneath the sarcasm and self-doubt. But Emma has secrets of her own-ones she's carefully hidden behind the structured life she shares with her warm-hearted wife, Claire. When a chance encounter brings Lexie into Claire's orbit, the lines between personal and professional begin to blur. Lexie finds herself drawn to the unexpected warmth of Claire's kindness and the firm resolve of Emma's belief in her potential. What starts as a clash of wills becomes something far more complicated as Lexie navigates her tangled emotions and the uncharted waters of trust, acceptance, and belonging. In a story about second chances, unconventional bonds, and the courage to be vulnerable, Lexie must decide if she's ready to let go of the bitterness that's been her shield-and if she can handle the intensity of the connection forming between herself and the two women who might just change her life forever.

DELETED AT 2 MIL "please- i'm so close" Mirabelle announces "Good girl Mirabelle. Alexandria is going to count down from five, and you're allowed to let go when she gets to one. Okay?" "Mhm" She responds with a moan Alexandrias silky voice counts out starting from five and as she works her way closer to zero, Catias actions intensify. When she hits two, Quin removes her hand from Mirabelles chest and instead presses down on her lower belly, causing her to cry out loudly. This action most definitely intensified the rapidly growing pleasure in Miras core that was about to combust. "You're doing so good for us princess" Quin offers, her first and only encouragement of the scene. When Alexandria finally announces one, Mirabelles back arches and her head automatically tilts up. Her toes curl, and her fingers contract as her eyes are pinched shut with creased eyebrows. "Ohh yes, there's a good girl. Let it out pretty girl. Just let it all out for me" Catia orders as she continues her ministrations. -------------------------- Mirabelle is at a crossroads in her life. She is just graduating university, she has nowhere to live after the semester is over, no job after graduation, and no family. She expected to spend the rest of her life fighting to live happily. What she didn't expect was 4 beautiful CEO's becoming infatuated with her after guest lecturing in her Economics class. Alex, Willow, Catia, and Quin have been running Lilith Investments for the past 5 years. Over that time they have become incredibly close. To the point where they share everything. Everything. The four have varying tastes and rarely find a submissive that compliments each of their styles, but that changes when a certain new grad starts as their assistant and it becomes impossible to ignore her submissive nature and attraction to them. Will they keep it professional? Can they really have a no strings attached arrangement? Or is this the beginning of something much bigger?