WLW age gap| teacher x student Navigating her last year of high school was supposed to be simple for Kate. She had a plan, a loyal best friend, and a supportive mentor in her math teacher, Miss Bennett. For years, opening up to her had been Kate's safety net. But there is a dangerous line between a teacher who cares, and a woman who can't stay away. When the line blurs after a breathless midnight encounter, Kate is caught in a dizzying reality. Every point of contact, from a brush of fingers to the weight of a shoulder pressed against hers , proves that the affection isn't just one-sided. Miss Bennett is just as flustered, just as drawn in, and just as terrified. They are playing with a fire that could burn both of their lives to the ground. But as the winter nights get colder, pulling away is the one thing Kate can't bring herself to do.

The sequel to my story 'Cold love'. This takes place 3 years later, when Danielle is already doing her final year at Harvard.

Book 4 of The Legacy Series Madison Cole has two rules Don't mix her personal life with soccer Don't risk her last year of eligibility for anything She breaks both in one night The woman from the bar was supposed to be a one-time thing. A perfect stranger. A memory she'd carry into fifth year and nothing else Then Madison walks onto her field Monday morning and finds that same woman standing there with a staff lanyard and a clipboard Lexi Sterling. Assistant coach. Former pro. The one person she absolutely cannot have Now every practice is a problem. Every look across the field is a risk. Every time Lexi says her name Madison has to remember all the reasons this cannot happen The NCAA would end them both if anyone found out. Madison knows that She does She also knows exactly what it feels like to have Lexi Sterling's full attention And she's not sure she can walk away from that "You're my coach." "I know." "So we can't do this." "I know." "...okay." "Madison." "Give me a minute." 18+ | sapphic forbidden romance | coach/player | one night stand to more | age gap | slow burn | career vs heart | dual POV | Book 4 of The Legacy Series

Delilah I was always the star daughter, even if my temper at school made me a troublemaker, I had been looking after my sisters since I was ten. I lost the love of my life at fifteen. I thought nothing could get possibly get worse, that was until I met her. Abby Bove. My worst enemy, and my darkest temptation. She continues to test me. Making me lose control, with this game we play on who will bite first. I bite every time, in hopes she'll run in fear, but it only brings her closer. But I think deep down we both don't want this game to end, because then we have to admit something, something that we both are terrified of. But now I'm starting to doubt my own self - control. She was a temptation. And I was beginning to be tempted. Abby Delilah Marie Blackwood. The worst girl to ever exist. The devil incarnate, who walks with her head held high, and her nails perfectly sharp like her grey eyes. Even when I think my day was going great, it ruins the instant she looks in my direction. She was taller. Colder. Ruder. And the daughter of a Billionaire. And way out of my league. But so was I. She thinks I'll bow down to her like all the others do in fear. That I'll admit I'm scared of her. But I'm not. Her reserved and cold interior, were ones that always made me annoyed and yet so captivated by her. Because even when I'm not looking at her, I always feel her eyes trail over me. I might be making a mistake, playing this game with her. But I am far from done with it. She was heartless, and ruthless with those stormy grey eyes, and those soft yet cold lips. She was everything I should stay away from. Yet I found myself inching towards her. One time I looked at her with nothing but curiosity and attraction, now I look at her with curiosity and a deep burning hatred as she does me. I never wanted the easy life, and by the looks of it neither does she.

Nova Grey is a successful singer who was abused at her old company. After all the years of abuse she finally decided to leave Swift Labels and joined Black Labels. What she didn't expect to see was the womanly she drunkly kissed one night to be the CEO of the company. Scarlett Blackwell cold to everyone around her but she wasn't always like this. She took over Black Labels after her parents tragically got murdered in front of her, and ever since she's been the ice cold person everyone knows today. Except one girl who caught her eye, the only problem was she was one of the most successful singers. What's going to happen when they spend more and more time together? Will they lean into it or push it away. Will Scarlett let her parents murder get in the way of her ever finding love or will it bring her to it?

Seraphina Esposito is a mafia queen.. cold, ruthless, untouchable. At twenty-five she rules an empire built on fear, wielding power like a blade and believing feelings to be nothing but weakness. Love, family, softness.. those are luxuries she's burned out of herself. Or so she thought. Then comes Elowen Morgan. Beautiful. Too emotionally intelligent. Kindhearted. Too pure for a world like hers... and yet, impossible to ignore. With honey-brown eyes that see too much and a quiet defiance behind her smile, she unsettles everything Seraphina thought she knew. Seraphina doesn't do love. But desire? Obsession? The urge to claim what should never have been hers? That, she can't seem to resist. What happens when a woman who feels nothing meets the one person she can't stop feeling?

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

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.