"Baby you know I love you right?" she says as as straddles my lap "Yes" I respond my lips hovering over hers "Good because I'm going to fuck you like I don't" Winter Carmicheal is the CEO of a famous fashion company. One day she decides to go to a nearby bar just for a breather, but upon arrival her eyes stumble upon a platinum blonde, beautiful , body that looks like an hourglass and icy blue eyes. Will their meet turn into more than 'just hot/beautiful person I met at the bar' or something more?

The club wasn't where she imagined herself working, but it was the only place that would take her. The air was thick with smoke, and the neon lights did little to chase away the darkness inside. People came and went-some looking for trouble, others caught in things they shouldn't have been. She'd seen men dragged into the back rooms, beaten up for not paying in time or failing to do their part. And then there was her-the club owner. Cold, calculated, and feared by everyone who walked through the doors. She ran this place with a tight grip, and she didn't tolerate mistakes. No one dared to cross her, not without consequences. And yet, every time their eyes met, something shifted, an unsettling pull that she couldn't quite explain. She didn't know what it meant, or why it unsettled her so much. But one thing was certain: the longer she stayed here, the more complicated everything would become...

It only took one night to change her life. A night that she doesn't remember. Jordan Taylor was trying to stay in the shadows of her prestigious private school as she finished her senior year, but when she fainted at work and woke up the next day surrounded by police officers, she knew things would never be the same. Already labeled an outcast, Jordan must team up with people she doesn't trust and do the unthinkable to clear her name.

Pretty When She Listens Some girls chase dreams. Eleanor got chased by a fantasy. What happens when opportunity arrives... dressed in dominance, dripping with curiosity, and wrapped in possessiveness? Where Mommy and Daddy stop being innocent titles... and become commands whispered into trembling ears. Where small meets powerful- Where shy meets seductive- Where pretty little things in pink skirts and oversized tees get seen, stripped down, and reconstructed. Eleanor Grace Whitlock was invisible. A quiet 5'1" design student who stuttered when people said her name. But then they walked in-Céleste Romanov-Voss and Irina Voss-Romanov. One is a French goddess dipped in silk and sin. The other? A Russian storm in a tailored suit. Behind Eleanors glasses is a freak waiting to be bitten. Beneath their poise is a hunger thats waited too long. And between them all? A fire that says: From Hi, Mrs. and Mrs. to Yes, Mommy. Yes, Daddy. Shes not ready. They dont care. Anyone who looked at her or even breaths in their little girl's way they are dead

Best Psychiatrist, Doctor Annabelle got a call on Christmas from a friend telling her that as a Christmas favor he wanted her to take in a new patient and help the girl, personally "you have to accept that something is wrong before you try to fix it" i say in a soft voice "i don't need to be fixed. I'm perfectly fine" "if you are perfectly fine then why are your nails digging into my flesh drawing blood" "I do not need your help. Not in that sense but you can fuck the depression out of me Doctor Annabelle"

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.

Temptation had always been Lily's hamartia... Just starting her final year of high school, never did she expect to plummet so deep and become so sinfully bound to someone so narcotic yet maliciously heavenly as her. Consequences so seemingly inconsequential, it was futile for Lily to ignore the allure of such an elegant woman. After all, how could she defy a connection so transcendent beyond what words can fathom, and something so... 𝘪𝘭𝘭𝘪𝘤𝘪𝘵. 𝐀 𝐬𝐭𝐮𝐝𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐱 𝐭𝐞𝐚𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞. [tw: sex, violence, mature themes, drugs, mental health, self-harm, death.]

teacher x student | wlw | age gap Jennifer Campbell has always done what's expected of her. She's the perfect daughter, the smiling friend, the bright, outgoing senior. But under the surface, she's barely holding it together. Between the pressure to be everything her parents want and the weight of expectations she can't live up to, she's starting to crack. Failing calculus is just the beginning. Catching feelings for her new calculus teacher--a woman--was never part of the plan. Leona Calloway is 45, quiet by nature, and more at home with numbers than with people. She spent years working as an architect, building other people's dreams, before deciding she needed something different--something slower, quieter, but still close to what she loves. When a teaching position opened up in Midtown, she took a chance. Now, she spends her days in the classroom, her evenings in her little cottage with her pets and true crime shows, and for the first time in years, she feels like she's exactly where she's meant to be. But when Jennifer walks into her life--bright, messy, and entirely off-limits--everything Leona thought she wanted begins to shift. What starts as tension grows into something neither of them expected. Jennifer is fighting to understand herself, and Leona is doing everything she can to hold the line. But the more they try to pull away, the closer they seem to get. Highest rankings #1 in femxfem

"You're a headfuck, a complete headfuck." Red's back is turned as she breathes before heavy raindrops meet her face. "Where is this coming from?" Layla asks out of confusion as she attempts to pull Red by the wrist when Red pulls away quickly. "Don't- don't touch me." Red's voice comes out as a low raspy tone as she towers over Layla, brown meeting green. "Why?" Layla asks, gulping. "Because if you touch me, i'm scared i won't be able to hold back." Red hesitantly speaks as raindrops slide off her face and fall onto Layla's. "Then let me." _____ Reagan Levine and Layla Elsher are high school students in Northern England. The pair grew up with a large dislike for one another's existence purely out of spite. Reagan, also known as Red, grew up with only a father in an abusive home, having no mother or siblings makes her fend for herself in other ways.. ways you wouldn't call legal for a student. Red has despised Layla for the entirety of her being due to the sheer fact she has everything she wants, and maybe even more than that.. Layla Elsher has hated Red because she sees her as nothing but a bully. Not knowing why Red has turned out the way she is leads everyone to make their own perceptions of her intimidating manners when operating around others. Layla is popular and known to any man kind, the boys drool all over her and she loves it. It's the final year of high school for both of these girls, they're enemies since they could remember, but wait and see as Revulsion becomes Lustful throughout their last year of school..

She texted: "I'm home alone." She didn't expect her best friend to show up with a strap-on - or to lose control halfway through using it. A slow-burn night of power shifts, sensual tension, and everything unsaid finally spilling out - one count at a time.