Sienna Lawson, a weary literature student, is entering her final year at Ashbourne University. All she wants is to keep her head down, survive the year, and finally graduate. But the past she's tried to bury refuses to stay silent. It lingers-sharp, relentless-creeping back in ways she can't outrun. Then comes Juliana Blake. Cold. Commanding. Unapologetically intense. The new lecturer for Sienna's favourite subject-and a woman who carries authority like a second skin. Every glance is deliberate, every word precise, every presence impossible to ignore. They are opposites: ocean and earth. But when they collide... nothing stays untouched. Not even their past. //slow burn//age difference//ice skating// profxstudent//

Her whole life, somebody had always told Estrella what to do, what to study, what to become, what her future should look like, and what kind of life she was expected to live. She had spent years surrounded by expectations, especially from her father and the rest of her family, until eventually, she realized she wanted something that belonged entirely to her. Estrella wanted to build something of her own. Her own reputation. Her own career. Her own life, far away from the weight of her family's expectations. So when she applied for a position at Sambo-70 as Tutberidze's secretary, she had no idea what she was getting herself into. She had heard the rumors about Eteri and her team, of course. Everyone had. But Estrella had never been the type to believe something simply because people repeated it. She preferred to see things for herself before deciding what was true. With little more than a few small bags, she packed up the life she had known and left her hometown behind. Moscow was waiting for her, a city she barely knew, a new job she knew even less about, and a future she couldn't predict. For the first time in her life, there was no one standing over her shoulder telling her what to do. She had nothing but hope. And, for once, that was enough.

While her younger sister chases Olympic dreams under Moscow's most demanding coach, Lola Hansen waits at the edge of the rink with a sketchbook in her lap. Everyone always overlooks her. Everyone except Eteri Tutberidze. . . . Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. Any resemblance to real people is used only as inspiration. All events, relationships, and character portrayals are fictional and not intended to represent or harm anyone.

"You said it was over between you and him!" - the blue-eyed woman cried out through her tears, looking straight into dark, hazel eyes of the older woman standing in front of her. "You know it's not that simple-damn it, you knew it wouldn't be!" - older women replied, raising her voice at the younger one, immediately regretting that she had raised her voice at Lily. She clenched her jaw, clutching the bridge of her nose, and then added, "Gosh, Lily, I'm sorry, I shouldn't have- "Stop calling me like that, for fuck's sake!" - The younger one interrupted her, and tears began to well up in her eyes, she took a deep breath, and the woman in front of her looked down at the floor. Then Lillian added, "You lied to me. You manipulated me by promising me so many things, I-" She stopped suddenly, and her voice shifted from sobbing to anger "I fucking hate you!" ___________ They hate each other, don't they? Come with me and you'll find out. ~L. Walkers

At seventeen, Anastasiya Vetrova was everything the Russian figure skating world expected of a future Olympic champion. She was Eteri Tutberidze's brightest student, the one everyone believed would define the next generation. Then, without warning, she left. She walked into the camp of Eteri's biggest coaching rival, Evgeni Plushenko, taking not only her talent but Eteri's pride with her. The split became one of the biggest scandals in figure skating. Six years later, Anastasiya's career is over after a devastating injury. With nowhere else to go, she accepts the one position no one believes she'll survive: Assistant coach at Eteri's rink. The last person Eteri wanted to see again.

Elenia Jahnson only wanted to become an architect. An internship at Laurent Atelier, Manhattan's most prestigious architecture firm, was supposed to be the beginning of her career. Instead, it became the beginning of Vivienne Laurent. Brilliant. Unreadable. Meticulously composed. Vivienne notices everything. Every habit. Every hesitation. Every apology. And once she decides something belongs in her life... She rarely lets it go.

The seduction dripped off of her tongue, just like I desired to be, her low voice entrancing me with the dangerously sadistic melodies of a siren song, with the most terribly sinful lyrics. "I could kill you right now, Angel." She inched closer towards me. "Right here," she said, her eyes raking over my body, sizing me up, slowly. The lustful grey in them soon lifted back up, intimidating mine. Her harsh words screamed murderous intent, but the look in her eyes whispered a different kind of sin. I couldn't tell whether my breath hitched at her cruel threat, or the yearning pulse between my... She interrupted my stream of consciousness, poisoning it with every still second, keeping her gaze on mine as her depraved hand reached out to caress the bruised side of my neck. "But I have something else in mind." ──────────────────── No one ever says it out loud. What she really is. Dangerous. Heartless. Merciless. A murderer. Everyone knows it. And now, she's in control. There are only so many people who kill their way to the top and get away with it. But there are things far more dangerous than power. Things not only worth killing for, but dying for. Seduction. Obsession. Love? Angeline Kelleher, her new secretary, seems to be the only one reckless enough to question her. To stand too close. To look too long. Unfortunately for Angeline, sin itself was designed to allure. Some urges were never meant to be denied, and resisting the sexual temptation of the devil is not an easy sport. But resisting falling in love may be even harder, especially with someone she wasn't sure was even capable of such a feeling... Hopefully 𝑡ℎ𝑖𝑠 angel doesn't fall and break her wings. 𝑂𝑢𝑐ℎ． ⚠️ MATURE CONTENT ⚠️ #1 in lesbian (October 2025) #1 in women (August 2026)

One is hiding from the world. The other is trying to find her place in it. Ellie is perfectly content with her single flat and her Criminal Minds marathon, and a healthy dose of Tumblr nostalgia-until MoonPetal45 enters the chat. As the pressure of her final year mounts, this online stranger becomes her greatest support. Dr. Pembrose knows the rules. As a professor, she should have blocked the charming, accident-prone student the moment she recognised her. But in the quiet of her new home, the line between mentor and admirer is blurring, and Ellie's frequent run-ins with gravity are making the doctor fall a little too hard.

(19 year old) Claire Powers finds herself admitted to another Private Practice. Repression, sex and sarcasm- her ways through life. What happens when she has no choice but to face her trauma? Or when her therapist becomes more than just a safe person? Ember adores her work. She has no time for romantic connections. But when reality strikes and she's home alone with her feline friend and a book she's read one too many times, loneliness casts a shadow over her that she can't outrun. Boundaries blur. Safety strengthens. Ethics rot. Claire (19) Ember (40)

Athena Sinclair, 37, is cold, distant and shady. She has her walls built strong, bricks of secrets and mystery untold. Nobody gets in and she never gets out, especially after finding out that her ex wife cheated for two years of their marriage. What will happen when she stumbles across Rosetta (21), a calm and happy student whose aura only irritates her? How can one person be so full of joy? Or is this a façade? Rosetta puts up a front outside of her home. After her dad died, her family life went down hill. How much is too much and what will happen when prim and proper Rosie begins to fall for her ice queen of a teacher? TW: SA Alcohol abuse Smut/ BDSM Age gap Abuse