"Some confessions are written in blood." If you're unfamiliar with Miss blackwood forbidden lessen 18+. I strongly advise you to read that book first before reading this one. Selene Blackwood has always been a woman of secrets. But when Isabelle discovers a newspaper article linking Selene to her mother's sudden death, the truth can no longer stay buried. Selene's mother had ordered an assassination on Isabelle. Selene was the only one who stood in the way. Now, Isabelle demands honesty, even as the answers threaten to shatter their fragile trust. In this dark and seductive sequel to The Silent Confession, love is tested by betrayal, desire tangled with danger, and one question haunts them both. How far would you go to protect the one you love?

Sometimes the best lessons aren't learned in class, they're felt in the heart. Riley Hale's life runs on caffeine, chaos, and cupcake batter. At twenty-eight, she's mastered the art of single motherhood, sarcasm, and pretending she's totally fine that her love life has been replaced by late-night cleaning montages and her eight-year-old's existential questions. Then one morning, a frosty stranger in a perfect beige coat walks into The Sweet Spot bakery and straight into Riley's list of "people I will never impress." After one spilled coffee and a mortifying apology later, Riley is convinced she'll never see the woman again. Until the next day, when she meets her daughter's new fifth-grade teacher... Miss Emerson Miller. What follows is a year of accidental flirtations, school-event disasters, and late-night bake-offs that blur the line between enemies, friends, and something sweeter. Because sometimes love doesn't show up when you plan it - it spills all over your shoes and dares you to start over. A slow-burn, small-town romantic comedy about second chances, messy mornings, and discovering that the best lessons aren't always taught in classrooms.

Sometimes the person you've been waiting on... is the one you've been waiting for. "Maybe being seen isn't about who's looking, it's about who never looks away." Jamie Lawrence never planned to spend her twenties waiting tables for Hollywood's elite-especially not serving her biggest crush, Oscar-winning actress Catherine Lane. But one chaotic night, a paparazzi incident turns a polite routine into a secret connection neither of them saw coming. Now Catherine keeps finding excuses to visit the restaurant alone, and Jamie can't tell if she's imagining the sparks... or if the woman she's been waiting on might just be the one she's been waiting for.

It was supposed to be anonymous. Just some harmless, late-night messeges on a forum. No names. No photos. No real-life complications. She was GoldTrap-mysterious, sharp, and way too good with words. I was BlueInk-awkward, sarcastic, and definitely not looking for anything. But then she made me laugh. Then she made me think. Then... she made me feel things I really shouldn't be feeling for someone I've never met. I'm Quinn. Twenty-four. Screenwriter-in-training. Emotionally a little chaotic and basically there no reason an amazing woman like her would be falling for someone like me. I've played a lot of roles in my life. But never this one. ----------------------------------------------- Late at night, I started writing letters to a stranger on a private forum-just to feel something real. She calls herself BlueInk. She's young, clever, infuriatingly honest... and somehow, she sees right through me. She doesn't know I'm Juliette Delaney-Hollywood's favorite ice queen with a face on every magazine and a life that doesn't belong to me anymore. She doesn't know that when I type, my hands shake. That when I read her replies, I smile. That I'm craving her words more than I've ever craved the spotlight. And I don't know what will happen if she finds out who I am. Because if I tell her the truth, I might lose the one person who loves me for who I really am. Not the icon. Not the actress. Just... me. But if I don't? I'll never get to feel her say my name out loud.

Ava Wills is a eighteen year old girl transfering to a new school. What happended at the last? A lot of drama, conflicts which , still sticked to her mind. Never the touch nor the experience of what love feels, always the option never the priority. Mrs Fall, a teacher who doesnt even know the definition of warmth, her cold attitude everything about her emotionless. This new school, new memories, new everything where Ava can start fresh free of the past. Will Ava be able to fit in in this school? Will her life change for the better? Or is it gonna take a wild turn? This story includes •smut •mention of anxiety •depression •abuse •SH ®All rights reserved

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

College isn't as easy as it people make it out to be. Sleepless nights, new found coffee addictions, and a weird smelling boy who didn't shower for the whole semester led up to the summer of their lives. And they have an apartment! No one thought they'd come this far but these two are meant for each other! Until something unthinkable happens and the pair realize maybe life isn't as easy as it seems? Read the sequel to Tempting Me right here right now. Loving me. A tale of two lovers trying to find their way through college without it tearing them apart.

If I needed to, I'd break every bone in my body just to feel her love. It's so soft and pure. It's not something you just throw away. She's not someone you just throw away. - Stella Perez.

I've longed for a relationship with her for 4 years now. I've longed to have her in my arms and I've dreamt of calling her mine and being called hers. After years of this dream, it could finally be a reality but could our situation stand in the way of our love? Warnings: ~Lesbian ~Teacherxstudent ~Smut scenes ~Mentions of assault and rape

"I don't understand what else you want from me." I hissed. She smirked, rolling her ice blue eyes that were filled with nothing but her ego and it made me want to choke her. "How about you come find out, hm?" Cover by @herparamour