Bella Swan was never meant to look at Rosalie Hale this way. She chose Edward. Built a life around him. Loved him in the way she was supposed to. And Rosalie stayed where she belonged-at Emmett's side, flawless, controlled, untouchable. But feelings don't disappear just because they're inconvenient. Bella always carried something quiet and dangerous for Rosalie, buried beneath loyalty and denial. Rosalie always knew the truth of her own heart and hid it, because Bella had already chosen someone else. One night shattered every line they never meant to cross. Now, everything is wrong. Desire feels like betrayal. Love feels like a sin. And the hardest truth of all is some connections don't require permission. They're undeniable.

Jennifer lost everything, her wife and child in childbirth. She never thought she'd find love again. She and her partner were questioning a rape victim and everything was about to change....

For her college project, Vanessa Hartley ventures into the woods at night, unaware that she's about to be caught between two ancient enemies. Stalked through the woods by Selene Virelai, a vampire with a thirst for blood, Vanessa is tackled into the territory of Carrina Mendoza, a fierce werewolf. As the vampire gazes longingly into Vanessa's eyes, Carrina intervenes, knocking Selene off and landing on top of the human. In that moment, both creatures realize there's something about Vanessa that sparks an unexpected, dangerous intrigue.

Cordelia Ramsey is the kind of girl who's always in motion - weekend parties, hallway laughter, a little too much eyeliner, and a lot of charm. She's not perfect, but she's not trying to be. Grades? Decent. Friends? Plenty. Life? Complicated. Then comes Ms. Deborah Everett - cool, unreadable, and dressed like she walked out of a noir film. Her voice is soft but cutting, her looks linger a moment too long, and her comments always land like a dare. She shouldn't notice Cordelia. Cordelia shouldn't care. But the way Ms. Everett calls her Miss Ramsey, the way her eyes flicker with something Cordelia can't quite name - it sticks. It grows. It lingers. As late assignments turn into after-school conversations, and sarcasm turns into something quieter, deeper - Cordelia starts to wonder: What exactly is happening here? And more dangerously... what if she doesn't want it to stop? A slow-burn romance full of sharp tension, forbidden glances, and the space between wanting something - and knowing you shouldn't touch it.

New job. New city. And one woman who turns Alex's world upside down. Alex Lewis thought she was ready for anything when she started at Blue Hour Press, a bustling publishing house filled with books, deadlines, and strict rules. But nothing could have prepared her for Claire Miller, the editor-in-chief. Stunning, confident, and utterly untouchable, Claire is everything Alex both fears and desires. What begins as a professional relationship soon turns into something more complicated: a slow-burning game of attraction, tension, and secret feelings. Between manuscripts, coffee breaks, and late nights at the office, Alex and Claire discover that sometimes the most unforgettable stories aren't found on the page...

Español/English -------------------- I shouldn't have looked at her that way. I knew it from the very first moment, from the way her pulse shattered the silence of the room. She trusted me. She moved closer without fear, as if my darkness didn't exist. As if I wasn't the mistake. "Why are you trembling?" she asked, brushing her hand against mine without fully touching it. Because if I did-if I closed the distance-I wouldn't know how to stop. Because her warmth made me remember something that no longer belonged to me: being alive. I loved her in that moment. And that was when I knew I had to walk away. Inspired by "A Little Death" - The Neighbourhood ---------- No debía mirarla así. Lo sabía desde el primer instante, desde la forma en que su pulso rompía el silencio de la habitación. Ella confiaba en mí. Se acercaba sin miedo, como si mi oscuridad no existiera. Como si yo no fuera el error. ¿Por qué tiemblas? preguntó, rozando mi mano sin tocarla del todo. Porque si lo hacía, si cerraba la distancia, no sabría detenerme. Porque su calor me hacía recordar algo que ya no me pertenecía: estar viva. La amé en ese instante. Y por eso supe que debía alejarme. Inspirada en A little death-the neighborhood.

Lynnie, a 23 year old college dropout who's been living with her abusive mother. She has to work hard so she won't starve to death. She's been blamed for her father's death and her mother has been trying to talk to her deceased husband using multiple methods and it never worked. One day, a spell went wrong costing Lynnie her life.

{Edited 6\1\23} Dawn Jones never thought she'd meet her mate, and she never in her wildest dreams expected it to be her. Luna Williams always dreamed of her mate. The perfect life with the one she's meant to be with. But she never expected her mate to be the one and only, Dawn Jones. WC; the whole book: 16,710 per chapter: 1000-900 Sequel: Imagine Us In Heaven ☾︎❤︎☽︎☾︎❤︎☽︎☾︎❤︎☽︎☾︎❤︎☽︎☾︎❤︎☽︎☾︎❤︎☽︎☾︎❤︎☽︎ 𝑁𝑜𝑛𝑒 𝑜𝑓 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑝𝑖𝑐𝑡𝑢𝑟𝑒𝑠 𝑎𝑟𝑒 𝑚𝑖𝑛𝑒. 𝑂𝑛𝑙𝑦 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑝𝑙𝑜𝑡 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑐ℎ𝑎𝑟𝑎𝑐𝑡𝑒𝑟𝑠. 𝐷𝑜𝑛'𝑡 𝑡𝑟𝑎𝑛𝑠𝑙𝑎𝑡𝑒 𝑚𝑦 𝑏𝑜𝑜𝑘 𝑤𝑖𝑡ℎ𝑜𝑢𝑡 𝑚𝑦 𝑝𝑟𝑒𝑚𝑖𝑠𝑠𝑖𝑜𝑛 𝐼 𝑤𝑖𝑙𝑙 𝑟𝑒𝑝𝑜𝑟𝑡 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑖𝑓 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑑𝑜 𝑡ℎ𝑎𝑡. 𝑁𝑜𝑤 𝑜𝑛𝑡𝑜 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑠𝑡𝑜𝑟𝑦.

Elizabeth/Ms. Wilson 30 University professor during the day, HOT mafia boss bitch at night Lily Smith 23 Student who (eventually) is so unbelievably smitten for her Ladies, it's got the age gap, the teacher x student, mafia boss, enemies to lovers, tension, slow burn, "who did this to you", "touch her and I'll kill you", stargazing where one admires the actual sky and says it's beautiful while the other one agrees yet her eyes are only on the girl beside her, angry love confessions in the rain, tooth rotting fluff and the HOTTEST sex ever. And so much more. It's got every single trope I know my desperate little loves need ;) ~ ACTUAL SUMMARY: Lily hates her. She hates that smug look on her face when she walks into the classroom like she owns the place. She hates the smirk that appears on those devastatingly beautiful, plump, soft looking lips whenever she catches Lily's eyes ogling her. She hates her cold, commanding tone. Her to-die-for body. Her breathtaking hazel eyes. The way she sounds so hot when speaking French. The way she rests her pen between her mouth while she reads over exams which ignites a burning jealousy in Lily of said pen between sinful lips. So yeah, Lily very much hates her. It doesn't help that Ms. Wilson is the meanest, coldest bitch to ever set foot on earth and is hell bent on making Lily's last semester unbearable. But in between their heated arguments, shared glances, and mutual feelings of hatred, lies secrets neither of which are prepared to unravel. Ms. Wilson. Her university professor during the day. But the leader of the most deadly mafia at night? Could she get any hotter? Ehem I mean terrifying? As they both become apart of each other's lives without meaning to, lines begin to blur and feelings rise to surface. But along with the million other reasons why Lily SHOULD walk away, only one makes her heart ache unbearably. I surpassed my word limit so I guess you'll just have to read and find out what ;)

Stephanie Walker is eighteen, moving across the country from Los Angeles to New York to begin her dream: law school at NYU. A new city, a new home, new friends, new everything. She's excited, but sleepless nights, old wounds, and quiet struggles follow her everywhere. She wants to live like any other college student, to blend in, to feel normal, but life hasn't been simple, and surviving on her own is harder than she expected. Every late night, every study session, every solitary drive home reminds her that life doesn't come with easy answers. Some nights, she leans on quiet habits she'd never tell anyone about, just to make it to morning. Elena Shay is thirty-two, NYU's Dean and a respected law professor. Her life is built on control, precision, and endless responsibility. At work, she's commanding, elegant, untouchable. Outside it, she's soft, warm, and human, but never careless. Elena doesn't date casually; she doesn't waste time or energy on anything that isn't worth it. She's deliberate, certain, and careful... Until Stephanie. Stephanie isn't just another student. She's sharp, captivating, and unafraid to be herself in a way that draws Elena in deeper than it should. Suddenly, the carefully maintained line between professional and personal life begins to blur. The rules, the expectations, the life Elena's worked so hard to control all scream that nothing between them can ever happen. And yet, the pull becomes impossible to ignore. As their worlds collide, Stephanie discovers a side of life she's never dared to touch: warmth, comfort, attention, and desire from someone who sees her fully, not as a girl with a "rough" childhood, but as a woman. Together, Elena and Stephanie fall into chaos, vulnerability, and longing they didn't know they were missing. Every glance, every touch, and every moment carries risk. Risk of exposure, of judgment, of everything crashing down, all shaped by the choices resting in their hands.