"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)

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 are 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

Isabella had always lived between two worlds. Born in Italy, she grew up surrounded by loud summers, warm nights, and a language that felt like music. At 13, she moved to England, where she learned to start over and rebuild her life without losing the parts of herself she refused to let go. Now 20, she was stepping into her first year at university in London, uncertain but determined. By night, she was the voice of a band playing small venues and crowded bars, creating something bigger than themselves. People saw her as outgoing, creative, and easy to talk to, but Isabella knew there was more to her than what others saw. In the quiet moments, between unfinished thoughts and songs she used to speak what words couldn't, she was still figuring out who she was becoming. Catherine was the kind of woman people rarely forgot, though few ever truly knew her. At 36, she moved through life with quiet control, carrying herself in a way that made spaces feel more ordered in her presence. To her students at the Medical University of London, she was distant, strict, and unreadable. They called her cold, and they weren't entirely wrong. She didn't waste words or offer warmth freely. It was safer that way. Before teaching, there had been years in ICU wards where decisions were made in seconds and carried forever. Though she left that life behind, it never fully left her. Still, in quiet moments, early walks with Sam, books left open on the sofa, something softer lingered beneath her restraint. People assumed she didn't feel deeply. They were wrong. Catherine felt everything, she simply chose not to show it. What happens when two lives built on opposite rules begin to drift toward the same point? They are not meant to intersect, but when they finally do, briefly, impossibly, it feels less like coincidence and more like something already in motion, something neither of them knows how to stop

Lilith Estrella is an 17 year old student who lives alone, far from the family that hurt her more than they ever protected her. She works a side job at a bar to afford her apartment and take care of herself. Despite her past, Lilith is a really sweet and gentle girl. Still, she keeps her distance from others, showing no real interest in letting anyone get close to her. Until that slowly begins to change when she and her principal grow closer. Miss Liliana Sulvio, a 29 year old principal and teacher, appears unshakable strict, elegant, and emotionally unreachable. She has built her life on discipline and control, keeping her true self hidden behind a cold wall she build. What no one knows is that behind this life, she secretly runs a successful business and lives a far more luxurious lifestyle anyone would expect. She doesn't stay at the school because she has to, but because she chooses to. Focused entirely on her goals. Like Lilith, she does not allow people to get close, dedicating herself entirely to her work. That begins to shift when her connection with Lilith slowly grows stronger. This story contains: themes of past trauma, emotional struggles, family issues, Age gap, Slow burn and moments of intensity. It also explores complex relationships, power dynamics, and personal growth. Let's not forget the most important detail (WLW)🖤

CeoxAssistant|gxg|slowburn|15 years age gap He leaned over her desk for fourteen minutes. Amalia didn't remember his name by the time Nadia was done with her. "What's his name?" "I don't knowww" Amalia whined. "Good girl." She wiped the smudged lipstick from Amalia's mouth with her thumb like a statement. Then walked the entire length of the office, poured water, walked back. Set it down. Amalia looked at it. Looked at Nadia. Raised both shoulders toward her ears and turned her face away. "You're being ridiculous, Amalia." But Amalia didn't budge. Nadia picked her up. Sat back down with Amalia settled against her, tipped the glass to her lips, kissed her once between every sip. Unhurried. Like this was completely reasonable. It was the most spoiled thing Amalia had ever allowed. She allowed all of it. "More." she said when the glass was empty. "Brat." "Your brat." Nadia didn't answer. She didn't have to. She just went to get more water. Amalia Peters. 20. Never carried her own bag. Never pumped her own gas. Never eaten a meal that wasn't placed in front of her like an offering. Beautiful. Brilliant. Completely aware of both. Then June took her parents and left her in a house so quiet she talked to empty chairs. She got a job not because she needed money because the silence was unbearable. She pouted through the entire interview. Got hired anyway. Nadia Crane. 35. Looks 25. Stopped being flattered by that around thirty. On paper - CEO. Empire builder. Never raises her voice. Off paper - cargo that moves at night. Contracts nobody signs twice. A stillness that has ended careers, companies, and at least three men's entire futures. She runs several companies. Only some are legal. She watched Amalia Peters sigh at a waiting room chair like it had wronged her ancestors. And hired her on the spot. Her parents spoiled her. Her boss ruined her beyond repair. #1 in spoiled. #1 in intersex. #1 in gl. #1 in lesbianlgbt #1 in sapphic