The Queen didn't rush her. She simply stood, close enough that the assistant felt her attention like a hand tightening around her throat. "You keep saying he's dangerous," the Queen said calmly. "It doesn't scare me." Her fingers closed around the assistant's wrist, pressing it flat against the desk. "Do you know what he does?" "I... this is a mistake," the assistant whispered, trembling. "A mistake is thinking your body lies to me," the Queen said. Her grip tightened command, not pain. "Look at you," she continued. "Shaking. Pulse frantic. Mouth opening like you're about to beg." "I belong to him," the assistant stammered. "No," the Queen said softly. "You were assigned to him." Her free hand moved to the assistant's throat not choking, just claiming. "Men like him confuse ownership with fear. I don't." Her thumb pressed. The assistant gasped. "I don't take what doesn't respond. And you-" Her lips brushed the ear. "-are responding beautifully." "I can't... if he finds out-" "He will. Eventually," the Queen interrupted. Her fingers moved lower. "That you weren't stolen. That you walked." She kissed her hard, claiming, silencing protest. Dominance. Erasing the shadow of him. "You're not innocent," the Queen murmured. "You're starving. I don't save women like you. I ruin them for every cage they've ever known." "Tell me to stop," she said. Stop. The word hovered. It never came. The Queen smiled slow, victorious. "Once I touch you, he doesn't get you back. Not loyalty. Not fear. Not nights. You don't belong to me. But you will never belong to him again." The door stayed closed. The assistant let herself fall.

Yvette is a woman who knows exactly what she wants in life. To write another Best Selling Author book, be a trophy wife to her senatorial husband, and have her own fun with whoever she wants to do it with. But when a new neighbor comes along disturbing the neighborhood, it forces an introduction that sparks a story that even Yvette can't seem to grasp.

Isabella, a young woman who has experienced SA, has had enough of being defenseless and decides to learn how to shoot with instructor Paulette, an older woman and former sergeant major for the marines. Isabella finds her fight and along the way, discovers a deep and safe connection with the woman who teaches her just how much power and worth she really has.

they asked: "do you love her to death?" i said, "speak of her over my grave and watch how she brings me back to life"

After a painful betrayal shatters her engagement, twenty-five-year-old Amina Grimaldi leaves behind the sunlit streets of Italy for a quiet new life in London. All she wants is to teach, to start over, and to forget. But when she steps into her classroom at Rosehill Academy for Girls, she meets seven-year-old June Wilson-a bright, thoughtful child who slowly begins to open a locked part of Amina's heart. And then there's June's mother. Elizabeth Wilson is everything Amina isn't: older, commanding, impeccably composed. A powerful CEO with little time for distractions-or emotions. But when a chance encounter at a bookshop leads to coffee, the lines between parent and teacher begin to blur. As parent-teacher conferences draw near and stolen glances give way to deeper truths, Amina and Elizabeth find themselves drawn into a quiet tension neither expected. What begins with shared silences and subtle shifts becomes a story of trust, healing, and the kind of love that arrives softly... but changes everything. ••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••• -WLW -Age Gap -Smut

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

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In a society painted by religious dogma, Ameril, a ray of sunshine with a dark secret, keeps the community abuzz. Beloved by the pastor and all the members of their town, she secretly yearns for a love that reflects her true colors. Then waltzes in Mrs. Fox, the community's enigmatic billionaire, through a chance encounter, which disrupts the predictable status quo of Ameril's life. A mysterious woman, with a past as rich as her pockets. Intrigued by Ameril's apparent indifference, Mrs. Fox finds herself drawn to this unconventional young woman who also possesses a vibrant spirit, something she has always yearn for secretly. The billionaire knowing what she wants decides to act on it. However, her own complex family history will casts a shadow over their blossoming connection. Can love bloom in a world that demands uniformity? can their blossoming romance survive nosy families, hidden truths, and a society clinging to tradition? Or will they defy societal expectations and fight for their chance at happiness? Dive into their fight for love in a world obsessed with conformity, where whispers turn into secrets, and hearts defy holy expectations.

Coming from an homophobic society, Donna Retchel, a twenty four years old woman, is dealing with daily struggle warily, but more and more dishearten. She doesn't know that a simple encounter will lead her around the world, changing her life for the best. Reminding her that everyone deserve to be happy.

Jessie Kawecki desperately needs a break. Her girlfriend broke up with her, she's sleeping on her brother's couch, and she's got maybe about forty dollars in her wallet. Still, when she gets offered the position of nanny to the three cheeky daughters of single mother Elizabeth Canfield, she hesitates. Closed-off and cold, Elizabeth is harder to handle than all of her kids together, and Jessie has no idea how long she can manage to put up with her. But she could really use the money, and she probably won't see that much of Elizabeth anyway. Why else would she need a nanny? Started: December 16, 2020