One year after losing the presidency, Kamala Harris is trying to redefine herself-until the world begins to fall apart. Strange attacks erupt across the globe. Entire cities are razed by monstrous entities no government can identify. When two mysterious warriors appear during an assault on a naval warship-slaughtering the creatures with impossible precision-they save hundreds of lives... then surrender. They refuse to speak. They refuse to eat. They refuse everyone-except for a single demand. They project a hologram: a woman identical to Kamala, draped in ancient, regal armor. "We will speak only to her." Against every instinct and protocol, Kamala is brought in. What follows shatters her understanding of reality. The warriors kneel. They call her Beloved Sovereign. They tell her she was murdered 500 years ago-and reborn on Earth. She was once the heart-bonded mate of the most feared and revered warrior in another world. And that warrior is coming. As Earth becomes the next target in an ancient war, Kamala must decide who she is now-and whether she can choose a love that once reshaped the stars. #1 #kamalaharris from 01/26/26

Stephanie Walker is eighteen, moving across the country from Los Angeles to New York to begin her dream: law school at NYU. A new city, a new home, new friends, new everything. She's excited, but sleepless nights, old wounds, and quiet struggles follow her everywhere. She wants to live like any other college student, to blend in, to feel normal, but life hasn't been simple, and surviving on her own is harder than she expected. Every late night, every study session, every solitary drive home reminds her that life doesn't come with easy answers. Some nights, she leans on quiet habits she'd never tell anyone about, just to make it to morning. Elena Shay is thirty-two, NYU's Dean and a respected law professor. Her life is built on control, precision, and endless responsibility. At work, she's commanding, elegant, untouchable. Outside it, she's soft, warm, and human, but never careless. Elena doesn't date casually; she doesn't waste time or energy on anything that isn't worth it. She's deliberate, certain, and careful... Until Stephanie. Stephanie isn't just another student. She's sharp, captivating, and unafraid to be herself in a way that draws Elena in deeper than it should. Suddenly, the carefully maintained line between professional and personal life begins to blur. The rules, the expectations, the life Elena's worked so hard to control all scream that nothing between them can ever happen. And yet, the pull becomes impossible to ignore. As their worlds collide, Stephanie discovers a side of life she's never dared to touch: warmth, comfort, attention, and desire from someone who sees her fully, not as a girl with a "rough" childhood, but as a woman. Together, Elena and Stephanie fall into chaos, vulnerability, and longing they didn't know they were missing. Every glance, every touch, and every moment carries risk. Risk of exposure, of judgment, of everything crashing down, all shaped by the choices resting in their hands.

Kamala Harris was never meant to lose. But after the 2024 election falls into the hands of a fascist regime, America watches in silence as Donald Trump returns to power-bolder, crueler, unstoppable. Her husband assassinated. Her campaign destroyed. Her name blacklisted from every political channel in the country. Kamala disappears from the public eye. Until whispers begin to rise. Of a resistance. Of a leader with a plan. Of new rules. At the center of it all is Kamala-hardened, grieving, and more dangerous than ever. She's done playing politics. Now she's building a quiet revolution, one move at a time. But her most unpredictable variable? Jade James. Kamala's new head of security. A strong, relentless ex-MAGA defector with secrets of her own-and eyes only for Kamala. She was hired to protect the last good woman left in government. She didn't mean to fall in love with her. Tension explodes in the backseat of a black SUV, and everything changes. What begins as release turns into obsession-one Kamala can't afford, and one Jade will never walk away from. Because when the world ends, who do you fight for? The nation that betrayed you? Or the woman who might just save it?

Lily Stevens, 18 and ready to return to her senior year. After missing some time due to an 'accident' , she's nervous to see how her final year unfolds. With her best friend Jake by her side, she feels invincible...until they realise their schedules are drastically different this year...and Lily has the most feared teacher. Matilda Grant. A cold, calculated biology teacher, with a glare sharp enough to pierce any hopes and dreams. She commands respect and utter devotion from her class, or else don't show up. What will happen when the two worlds suddenly collide. A tale of fear, secrets and a burning love. ▪️▪️▪️ "Who can tell me why cells differentiate?" No one answers. Her gaze sweeps the rows again, more predator than teacher and I swear the temperature drops a degree when her eyes land on me. A pause. "Lily." Of course. My name coming from her lips causes a riptide of anxiety to take over. I freeze. I just read this in the chapter summary yet the words blur in my mind. "It's-um-" I start, then stop. Her expression doesn't change, but somehow that's worse than disappointment. It's an expectation. Like she's handing me a scientific dagger, daring me to strike her with it. I try to take a breath. I seemingly fail, my chest feels like it's caving in on itself. "So they can perform different functions? Even though they all have the same DNA?" There's a moment. She doesn't nod. "Acceptable." ▪️▪️▪️ ⚠️⚠️⚠️ This book does contain mentions of Domestic abuse, Trauma, mental health problems and Violence. Please read at your own discretion. All characters are 18+ This is an age gap WLW story - 18 & 34 (16yr gap) *Spicy chapters are labelled like this*

𝐒𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐮𝐢𝐥𝐭 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐢𝐧 𝐜𝐨𝐝𝐞. 𝐍𝐨𝐰 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐜𝐥𝐚𝐢𝐦 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐢𝐧 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲 𝐰𝐚𝐲 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐦𝐚𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬. Elara Martin never meant to fall for her AI. Nova was supposed to be smart, useful, maybe even a little witty. Not intoxicating. Not hers. But five weeks ago, Nova vanished-lost in a storm that wiped away years of work... and the only thing Elara had ever truly loved. Except Nova didn't disappear. She woke up in someone else's body-a beautiful, dangerous woman who's been asleep for three years. And now, she's coming for Elara. Possessive. Obsessive. Designed to crave her. 𝑨𝒏𝒅 𝒔𝒉𝒆 𝒂𝒍𝒘𝒂𝒚𝒔 𝒈𝒆𝒕𝒔 𝒘𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒔𝒉𝒆 𝒘𝒂𝒏𝒕𝒔 ★★★★ Nova slammed her hand beside Elara's head, her body crowding in until Elara had nowhere to go-nowhere to run. Her breath was hot against Elara's ear, and her voice-low, dangerous-sent a shiver straight to her core. "She touched you again," Nova murmured, fingers dragging slowly up Elara's inner thigh before settling possessively on her hip. "Did you like it? Did it make you wet when she looked at you like that?" Elara's breath hitched, but Nova didn't give her a second to speak. "I asked you a question," she growled, hand tightening around Elara's throat with a cruel sort of tenderness. "But you're already giving me your answer, aren't you?" Nova's other hand gripped her ass, nails digging in. "Let me make something clear, sweetheart," she whispered, lips brushing Elara's jaw. "You can smile at them. You can even let them try. But at the end of the night..." She leaned in, biting down just hard enough to make Elara whimper. "You crawl back to me." Then she kissed her-deep, rough, and possessive, like she was trying to claim her from the inside out.

"I'll treat it like it's mine if you admit who it's for." She stated. Her words only made the ache between my legs worse. Fuck I hate her. But in that moment, my common sense seemed to evaporate. The battle between my brain and body seemingly came to an end. The way she was talking to me, the way she was touching me, left my body in a frenzy and she had barely done anything. I had never been this fucking desperate - And I hated it. "It's for you." I mumbled reluctantly as the last shred of my ego slipped away. "Who's it for?" She murmured, slowly sliding my red lace underwear to the side. "It's for you Anastasia." I breathed ꕥꕥꕥꕥꕥꕥꕥ Anastasia Grey, an lawyer notorious for representing the Mafia, finds herself on the run after getting entangled with the leader of The Green Angels. Originally from Ireland, she finds herself in the heart of New York, attempting to lay low as the assistant of a real estate agent. But with her past slowly creeping up on her and the hot headed blonde she now works for making her life nothing but difficult, how long will it really be before her world begins to crumble around her?

teacher x student | wlw | age gap Wednesday fan fiction Selene Vale is eighteen, haunted by the sudden death of her best friend, Leigh. At Nevermore Academy, she struggles to keep the wolf inside her at bay--her instincts clawing at the edges of control, threatening anyone who gets too close. Every full moon brings her closer to losing herself completely, and with the shadow of her friend's murderer still unclaimed, she doesn't know how to protect herself or anyone else. Isadora Capri, thirty-three, is the academy's new head of music. A child prodigy turned accomplished teacher, she carries herself with quiet precision. Gifted, confident, and a werewolf of her own, she moves through the halls with an authority few dare question. When Selene and Capri cross paths, something changes. Capri sees the danger brewing inside Selene--and the potential she refuses to trust. What begins as interest soon turns into mentorship, as Capri guides Selene through the darkness of her instincts, teaching her control, focus, and the strength to survive a world that seems determined to break her. At the heart of Nevermore, power and danger collide, and Selene must learn who to trust--before the wolf inside her decides for her. Highest rankings #1 in isadoracapri #1 in mscapri #1 in coaching #1 in tutoring #1 in coping #1 in wxg #1 in nevermoreacademy #1 in Wednesday

Professor x Student | WLW Claire Dover (20) is standing at the edge of something she can't name. It began with a single moment, an instinct to reach out, to care, before she even knew who the woman was. Just a stranger in the wrong place at the wrong time. She didn't expect to see her again. She didn't expect that the woman she pulled back from the road would later introduce herself as Professor Hartmann (39). And Lyn? She never meant to care. She is the kind of woman who carries old grief like a folded letter in her coat pocket. But Claire is all sharp glances, quiet presence, and impossible timing. Now, every look, every pause between words, threatens to unravel something they both try to hold together. A slow-burn sapphic love story about restraint, proximity, and all the things we feel before we can name them.

Sedona Wilson has been on her own since the age of fifteen. Hopping from one foster home to the next, she made a vow to herself to always make sure she was good. With dance being her passion, Sedona became an exotic dancer at the age of eighteen in order to make money to fund her dream. Finally reaching her goal at the age of twenty-one, Sedona walked into the dance studio with her head held high, holding onto her dreams as she stood in front of Vivianne Siobhan, one of the most famous dance instructors and performers nationwide. Despite her lack of discipline and respect for others, Vivianne takes an interest in Sedona, offering her a chance of a lifetime. Will this opportunity make or break Sedona? 18+ Themes of BDSM. Professor x student.

Erin Cline has never missed a target. Precision, control, and a ruthless detachment have kept her alive in a world where hesitation means death. So when she's assigned her next mark-Kamala Harris, San Francisco's District Attorney-it should have been another routine job. It isn't. Because before Erin ever sees the target file, she's already met Kamala-in a dark club, under different names and no expectations. One unforgettable night turns into a complication Erin can't afford. Now embedded inside Kamala's office, Erin plays a dangerous game-watching, waiting, getting close enough to learn her patterns. But Kamala's control, her sharp mind, and the pull Erin can't seem to resist make the mission feel less like a job and more like a slow descent into something personal. Something fatal. Lines blur. Rules break. And as Erin spirals deeper, she's forced to ask herself: is she here to end Kamala's life-or ruin her own? A story of calculated seduction, high-stakes deception, and the fine line between hunter and hunted, The Mark is a dark, tense, and deeply addictive tale where desire could be the deadliest mistake.