(This isn't a slow burn, it's a verdict sealed by love.) Objection, Ms. Professor. Alessia Guerrero enters Resian University as a simple professor and unaware that meeting its powerful owner will change everything. Atty. Resia Therese Hernandez is cold, brilliant, and untouchable, until Alessia challenges her control, one glance at a time. Between authority and desire, objections are raised. but the heart refuses to follow the rules.

Meet Amari Kinsley Accardi, the easy-going, soft-hearted girl. She's kind and approachable--a coquette girlie who couldn't even hurt a fly. But what if one day she finds herself stuck in an unexpected arranged marriage? Will she accept it or not, especially when she discovers who her future spouse will be? Is she ready to take the risk? Or will she refuse the marriage?

NOTE: Complete but under major editing. She's straight. Or so she believed, until one stunning, infuriating woman made her question everything she thought she knew about herself. TAGS: gxg, wlw, r18, mature LANGUAGE: 70% English, 30% Tagalog Book cover illustrated by Isha | @ishxmbles Highest Rankings: #1/13.4k - lgbt #1/4.04k - english #17/17.5k - taglish #1/516 - girlslove 01-11-2025 - 04.25.2025 Complete | Currently under major editing

Started: October 2024 Finished: August 2025 Published: August 10, 2025

Date Started: June 6, 2025 Date Completed: June 24, 2025

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

(III) For years, Lenesha Villanueva has been chasing after one woman-her best friend's older sister, and now, her professor. Professor Jeremiah Maureen Montero. Cold. Strict. Always frowning. The kind of woman who could silence an entire room with just one look. She's never been the type to smile, let alone entertain someone like Lenesha-loud, persistent, and hopelessly in love with her. Everyone says it's a lost cause. That Jeremiah doesn't feel anything. But then there are those moments. A lingering stare. A softened voice. A hand brushing a little too slowly against Lenesha's. Enough to keep her hoping, hurting, and holding on. Because Jeremiah may push her away nine times out of ten... But on that one rare moment, she pulls her back in-without warning, without promise. Lenesha should've stopped a long time ago. But how do you stop chasing someone who sometimes looks at you like they might feel it too?

Written in Taglish • Slow-burn troupe • BossxMaid Date Started: May 18, 2025 Completed: June 5, 2025

"Why were you with her at a party?" Amara asked anger coming off of her as she started into my being. A shiver went down my spine. I've never seen her this mad. Never. "ANSWER ME!" She yelled making me jump a bit before my own anger came out. "Why would YOU wanna know? It's NONE of YOUR business!" I yelled back as both of our anger now filled the room. "It IS my business, wanna know why?" She asked walking towards me at a slow pace until we were inches apart leaning into my neck. "Because your mine." She whispered into my ear. *********************** The popular, the nobodies, and the nerds. The three groups in high school or as we like to call it hell I mean some people thrive in this place but me? No. I'm in two of those groups the nobodies and the nerds but even though I'm in two groups I still get one thing in common. The bullying. But I guess a little confrontation which I hate would give the bullying a whole new meaning.