Professor x Student | wlw | Age gap Lily Miller is a responsible, kind-hearted twenty-year-old who fell in love with philosophy as a child. She's had her fair share of worries all the way from her father's death to carrying the weight of her mother's struggles on her shoulders. She's used to being the strong one and smiling through life no matter how hard it gets. When Lily starts at a new school she quickly becomes interested in the ethics and morality teacher who commands the classroom with her gaze alone. Most students have already made their mind up about her: strict, cold, ruthless. But Lily sees past the masks Heidi Harrington hides behind. Is Heidi unable to resist the effect Lily has on her? Will the two women find in each other what they've long stopped believing in? Highest rankings: #1 olderwomen #1 philosophy #1 lesbianromance #1 txs #1 girlfriend #1 womensfiction #2 femxfem #3 lesbianfiction #4 wlw #5 sapphic #6 womanxwoman

Zamantha Karssen Abvelino is a sponsored student, concealing her talent and struggling with a deflated self-concept. Her world flips on its axis when a formidable teacher, feared by all, enters her life and brings a brand new set of barriers. Professor Rhio Ritchel Sandoval is an untamed authority on academia. She is an enigma. Brilliant and celebrated as a woman and an educator who commands the attention of every student who crosses her path with her razor sharp intellect and a personality as complex as the subjects she teaches. Their love affair is a fevered dance of becoming. Two straight women bending toward something dangerously new, a passionate romance that defies gravity and expectation as they tame themselves they never knew existed. SAPPHIC ROMANCE [femxfem] (Written in TagLish) STATUS: COMPLETED DATE STARTED: July 2018 (Chapter 1-20) DATE RESUMED: April 2020 DATE FINISHED: December 07, 2020 (5PM PHT)

Engfa Waraha never believed in fate - until it threw her straight into the path of Charlotte Austin, the one person she couldn't stand. To Engfa, Charlotte was nothing but a spoiled, entitled brat - the type of girl who had always looked down on her, believing the world owed her everything. And to Charlotte, Engfa was the player who never took anything seriously, always playing the system. But fate, relentless and unforgiving, had other plans. One moment - one touch - and everything changed. What began as a fierce rivalry between two girls who couldn't have been more different slowly evolved into something more complicated, more dangerous. A storm of hate, desire, and undeniable connection - woven together by a force neither could comprehend. Then, without warning, Charlotte vanished. No explanations, no goodbyes. Engfa never understood why Charlotte left - and maybe that was the worst part. It wasn't just the absence; it was that she disappeared when they'd finally begun to understand each other. Years passed. The questions never left. The rage dulled. The emptiness remained. Just as Engfa thought she'd finally moved on, fate dragged her back to Charlotte - in a sleek office, in one unforgettable moment. What if fate had never let go, forcing them to confront what they could never forget? What if facing the truth could unite them in ways they couldn't predict? The space between past and present is filled with unanswered questions: Charlotte's disappearance, and the unbreakable bond that continues to shape their lives. ***** ⚠️‼️ This story contains: - Intersex themes (G!P) - Mature/explicit content - Angst If this isn't your cup of tea, feel free to skip it. Consider yourself warned 👀 This story will not be translated or converted into any other story. I never gave permission for that. This is purely fanfiction, but the plot is original: MINE. However, I do not own the characters or the name.

(AGE GAP ‼️) - !! MATURE !! Charlotte never planned on falling in love with her professor. She didn't even plan on going to university. Pushed by her parents to get "any degree," she stumbles back into Bangkok at twenty-one, restless, directionless, and searching for herself. Then she meets Dr. Waraha - the youngest professor at Siam Chamber University. At thirty, she's brilliant, cold, and untouchable. Every student admires her, but no one dares get close. But Charlotte can't escape her. Waraha's course is mandatory, and failing isn't an option. What starts as brutal office hours and constant clashes begins to blur into something more dangerous. Charlotte tells herself she hates her professor. Waraha insists Charlotte is young and naïve. Yet neither can deny the pull dragging them closer, past the line they should never cross As whispers spread and the walls close in, Charlotte and Waraha find themselves at a crossroads. A romance where every glance is a risk, every kiss could be the end, and two women learn that sometimes the most dangerous thing you can do... is fall in love.

After a messy year, all Sarah wants is to stay focused. She's 18, in her final year of high school, and determined to stay out of trouble. But things get complicated when she meets her new English teacher, Ms. Miller. Addison Miller is the last person Sarah should be drawn to. She's twice her age, her teacher, recently divorced, and completely off-limits. Strict, unreadable... and somehow, strangely familiar. Sarah knows she shouldn't get involved. But knowing is one thing, wanting is another entirely. Slow burn | Teacher x Student | Age gap

It was never supposed to mean anything. Just a fleeting moment. A beautiful mistake, soaked in midnight and quiet desperation. One night to forget the rules. To taste freedom in the arms of a stranger. To let go without thinking of the morning after. No goodbyes. No consequences. Only touches that lingered too long, and memories etched into skin like whispers. But fate doesn't play fair. Because when Mia stepped into her classroom that Monday morning, time didn't just stop. It held its breath. And there she was. The stranger from that night. But not draped in shadows this time. No, now she stood in the light. Composed. Commanding. Off-limits. Her new English teacher. Their eyes met. A flash of recognition. A pause too long to be innocent. Mia's heart stumbled in her chest. The room faded, voices dulled, the world narrowed to just her. The woman she wasn't supposed to see again. The woman who now held her future in the palm of her hand. And maybe, just maybe, still remembered everything.

Ayla Starling - A 19 years old college student. Her name was not once annouced at competitions. Medals from artistic roller skating competitions hang on her wall. But it's never enough. Every day for her is planned, except for the days that are not. What if one day - that was definitely not planned - she wakes up in a stranger's bed? And what if it won't be the last time they see each other? -------------- teacher x student age gap - 21 years wlw - slow burn (trust the process)

Danielle Wilson is an 18 year old student starting her senior year in high school, what happens when she meets her new AP English and History teacher? Danielle has a tough home life, she knows she wants to get into Harvard and she knows what needs to be done for that, she doesn't date, or party much, she never even had her first kiss. Valentina is cold hearted but for a reason, she doesn't really care about people or love, teaching is only really a hobby for her beside running her empire. What happens when the opposites meet? TW: this story contains - smut - violance - abuse - traumatic past

'The Teacher: AKA My Best Friend's Mom' Spinoff You do not need to read the first book to understand this one- they are both separate stories. Although, I do recommend giving my other book a read! My eyes roamed her body again. "I told you to stop looking at me like that," Shannon grumbled. "Why is that Professor Monet?" I whispered. "Because I said so." "Should I listen to all you say? Because I recall you asking me to kiss yo-" "Twenty laps of the pool and ten of the track now," she barked, turning around, giving me the perfect view of her delicious buttocks. "Hot Bit--," she turned around, raising an eyebrow, "umen," I finished. "Hot bitumen?" She teased. "Hell yeah. This bitumen is so fucking hot," I remarked, rubbing my hand over the ground, lovingly. R-Rated. Beware, Highly Gay. One of the main characters is a transgender female. If this bothers you, well screw you, find another book. Enjoy!

I've been attracted to my professor since day one. Everything was normal until I stumbled into class one day two hours late, hungover from a night out. My life changed. But now...I don't know if it was for the better. ------ 'You seem nervous' I wear a smirk on my lips staring lustfully. 'I'd appreciate if you stopped dressing like that in my class Miss Brown' My professor avoids looking at me, taking a deep inhale. 'So we're on last name terms now are we?' I ask. Sarcasm flooding my tone. 'When you dress in skimpy skirts like that then yes' She bites back, this time her gaze eyeing me up and down. 'That's no way to speak to your student Professor' I emphasise with playfulness. 'Call me Scarlett after lectures Y/n' She shakes her head, leaning against her desk. 'And what if I don't?' I smirk again, slightly biting my lip. Scarlett's eyes black with lust 'I'll make you scream it instead'