𝘼𝙡𝙡 𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙞𝙧 𝙡𝙞𝙫𝙚𝙨, 𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙮 𝙬𝙚𝙧𝙚 𝙧𝙖𝙞𝙨𝙚𝙙 𝙩𝙤 𝙝𝙖𝙩𝙚 𝙚𝙖𝙘𝙝 𝙤𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙧. But what happens when they both start to suspect the other is hiding something? As the heirs of two rival companies run by their fathers, Vivienne Laurent and Rowan Hale have never had a choice but to be enemies. They go to the same school, sit in the same classes, and have spent years arguing every time they cross paths, neither of them willing to let the other win. It's always been easy to keep it that way. Until senior year forces them into the same group project. And at some point, it stops feeling like just normal arguments. They start to notice things, the way the other avoids certain topics or shuts down too fast, like there's something they're trying to keep hidden. Reactions that don't add up to how they always knew each other, but neither of them says anything about it. Neither of them tell the truth. Because admitting the truth would mean admitting they're not so different after all. 𝑭𝒖𝒏𝒏𝒚 𝒉𝒐𝒘 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒑𝒆𝒓𝒔𝒐𝒏 𝒚𝒐𝒖'𝒓𝒆 𝒔𝒖𝒑𝒑𝒐𝒔𝒆𝒅 𝒕𝒐 𝒉𝒂𝒕𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒎𝒐𝒔𝒕. 𝑬𝒏𝒅𝒔 𝒖𝒑 𝒃𝒆𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒐𝒏𝒍𝒚 𝒐𝒏𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒖𝒏𝒅𝒆𝒓𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒏𝒅𝒔 𝒚𝒐𝒖.

Two professors. One university. And a rivalry so intense it leaves the campus buzzing and them burning. "I hate that you make good points." "No, you hate that I make them before you." "You've been staring at me for five minutes." "No, I'm calculating how your brain managed to produce such arrogance." "Your handwriting is as chaotic as your reasoning." "And yet, somehow, both still win awards." Professor Lilian Rose is the golden standard. Calm, precise, impossibly brilliant. Her lectures soothe, her students excel. She commands respect without raising her voice. Professor Daisy Oliver? Sharp, unrelenting, lethal with a pen and a gaze. Her exams crush egos, her top scorers become legends, and she wears her reputation like a whip. But when they're alone... the rules dissolve. A library encounter. A mislaid paper. Fingers brushing over ink-stained notes. A flash of heat, of awareness, of want neither of them admits. Every snide remark, every playful jab, drips with tension thicker than any lecture hall. "I hate the way you make me think... and want." "You want it more than you admit." Glances linger. Hands almost touch. Every argument teeters between humiliation and something more intimate. A spark ignites, fierce and undeniable. Their rivalry is no longer about grades or prestige it's about control, surrender, and discovering just how far each is willing to push the other. Exams become excuses. Faculty meetings, battlefields of lust disguised as debate. And behind closed doors? They explore the friction, the heat, the unspoken fantasies that have haunted their every interaction. Brains, bodies, and boundaries collide. Pride fights desire, arrogance battles obsession, and when fire meets fire, only scorched skin and satisfied, secret smiles remain. The war of intellect has become a war of lust. And someone is going to win... or lose... entirely.

These women thought their paths would never align. Romy Vanelle never dreamed of working in a run-down pizza shop. The prestigious cooking academy La Cherief is supposed to be her escape. Little does she know that the gorgeous disaster who once ordered a pineapple pizza with garlic buns will soon become the person she fears most: Arabella Renette, world-famous chef-and Romy's strict, perfection-obsessed instructor, who mysteriously stopped cooking years ago. Keeping the elite scholarship that keeps her afloat won't be her only challenge. She'll also have to survive the dangerously attractive chef who watches her every move. Romy likes to taste the danger. And she soon realizes she'll have to take everything with... A Grain of Salt.

| teacher x student | wxw | slow burn | When 19-year-old Lena James enters English Literature class, she expects nothing special. Instead, she meets Ms. Sinclair her cold, sharp-tongued British literature teacher. Elegant, cutting, and unbearably superior. From the very first lesson, the 34-year-old woman seems to take pleasure in dismantling Lena's every opinion with cruel precision. Lena hates her. She hates the condescending red marks on her essays, the raised eyebrow that makes her feel small, and the way Ms. Sinclair lingers in her thoughts long after class ends. But hate this intense has a way of twisting into something far more dangerous. With a strict 15-year age gap and an unbreakable teacher-student boundary, their slow-burning tension threatens to break every rule both in literature and in real life. Some lessons aren't taught kindly. And some hatreds taste too much like desire. "Ms. Sinclair's Secret"

English isn't my first language, you can read the same story in German on my profile too🫶 The story is about queer young love between two completely different young women who have to overcome many obstacles in the course of their relationship. The extra 18+ chapter has now finally been released as the last chapter too 😉 Genre: Short story :)) Feel free to leave suggestions for improvements and feedback as well. Enjoy reading 🫶