This is a StudentxTeacher novel!! Un·as·sail·a·ble Adjetive: unable to be attacked, questioned, or defeated. If I could categorize our relationship in one word, it'd be un·as·sail·a·ble. Of course due to the irony of the meaning itself. We were something dangerously unmoral, could we be questioned? Yes. Attacked? Of course. Defeated? Hell no. No one could break our magnetism. Our perfectly forbidden dalliance. It was exquisite, if you ask me. But every choice we make has its own repercussions, right? Doctor Vennberg is a thirty-five year old prestigious surgeon, being one of the greatest physicians there is. This year he tried doing something different and put a partial pause to his work at the hospital to teach at Cooley's university-one of the best colleges on science faculty. He's strict, arrogant, incredibly intelligent and annoyingly handsome. Now insert Amalia Knox, a 21 year old adventurous, beautiful and immensely smart first year medicine student. What will happen when they cross paths? There's a million reasons why they shouldn't be together, but what if the desire is stronger? What happens when they find themselves in a one way road, not being able to turn back?

|18+| In one night of drunken, post-breakup passion, Lizbeth manages to hookup with the dominant boy of her dreams. It was supposed to be a one night stand, one and done, never seen again. Until she does see him again, as her professor. Private tutoring sessions never sounded so good. |This is a BDSM-themed, erotic romance. If that and other assorted pervy things do not appeal to you, take this as your warning.| × Highest Rankings × #1 in Breakup #1 in Kink #1 in Passion #1 in Professor #2 in teacherxstudent #32 in Romance

What should be a bright and uplifting present for two people two people with such dark and unsettling pasts. /// "Things could be so easy if you would just say something Ava." His hand holds out a ten dollar note. I look up at him and just shake my head. "I can't." I whisper. "You can't what?" His fingers lightly brush mine before holding them. "Tell me Ava." He softly says. With a painful sigh, I let my fingers slip out of his grip. I readjust my bag on my shoulder as I turn to open the door. My body pleads for me to stay but instead I force myself out into the brisk air of the corridor. - Teacherxstudent /// Edited and re uploaded - deleted at 1M reads No translations