She spilled coffee on a stranger. She didn't know she was falling into her orbit. Ivy Moore is twenty-two, restless, and quietly unraveling beneath the weight of expectations she never chose. The daughter of a respected doctor, she has everything she needs-on paper. But between university lectures and long shifts at a campus café she doesn't need but insists on keeping, Ivy feels adrift. Until one wrong step lands her in the path of Celeste Deloera. Elegant. Untouchable. Dangerous in stillness. Celeste is not just Ivy's literature professor-she's also the editor-in-chief of the world's most exclusive fashion and culture magazine. Cold and precise, Celeste rules every room she enters. So when Ivy unknowingly applies for a job as her personal assistant, she finds herself pulled into Celeste's tightly controlled world of power, beauty, and brutal expectations. But working beside Celeste is nothing like Ivy imagined. It's long nights, sharp silences, stolen glances, and unspoken rules. And the longer Ivy stays, the more the lines blur-between obedience and desire, between curiosity and obsession, between what's allowed and what's already begun. Now, Ivy lives in two realities: one where she's the quiet student at the back of the classroom... and another where she walks two steps behind Celeste through velvet-curtained galas and midnight boardrooms. Close enough to feel her. Never close enough to know her. What begins as admiration becomes fascination. Fascination becomes obsession. And obsession, Ivy learns, always has a cost. In a world ruled by secrets, silence, and stares held a second too long, love is not gentle. It stares you down. And dares you to follow.

~ A Seductive Study in Secrets and Control × Smutt. × Professor - college student. × Chaos. If you do not prefer reading smutt. I strongly advise you to (not) read this book. My Other Books: Mrs. Selene Blackwood - "The Silent Confession" Sequel! My Best Friend's Mother When forbidden desires blur the lines between friendship and temptation. Aphrodite - My Tail Leads Me To You In a world of gods and secrets, love follows its own mysterious path. Thirsting For Her. ©2025

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.

Layla is twenty years old, carrying invisible scars that never seem to heal. Her childhood was shaped by fear, control, and an abusive father whose presence still haunts her long after she escaped him. Nightmares plague her sleep, vivid and relentless, blurring the line between past and present. By the time she walks into her classroom each day, she's already exhausted-emotionally raw, guarded, and desperate to keep herself together long enough to survive another lecture, another reminder that she's supposed to be normal now. That's when she encounters Professor Natalie Harizanova. Natalie Harizanova is not the kind of professor students forget. She is razor-sharp, cold, and unyieldingly strict, with an icy composure that silences a room the moment she enters it. Students fear her without fully understanding why, and even fellow professors avoid lingering near her, lowering their voices or stepping aside when she passes. Disrespect doesn't exist in her presence-she cuts it down before it can breathe. Her bitterness is controlled, deliberate, and intimidating, and she takes her classroom seriously, demanding absolute focus, order, and discipline from everyone inside it. Natalie isn't here to entertain, nurture, or soften the edges for anyone-especially not Layla. From the moment their paths cross, Natalie sees something fractured beneath Layla's surface, something uncertain and malleable. What begins as strict instruction turns into something far more unsettling. Natalie teaches Layla lessons that go beyond textbooks and lectures-lessons about power and desire, obedience and discipline, control and consequence. Each interaction leaves Layla questioning herself, her reactions, and the pull she feels toward the woman who both terrifies and fascinates her.

When nineteen-year-old Emilia starts her first year at university, she's determined to leave her past behind and finally prove she belongs somewhere. Architecture was supposed to be her fresh start-a place to disappear into floor plans and future dreams. But then there's her. Professor Sophia Voss. Brilliant. Composed. Distant. Untouchable. Until she isn't. Drawn to each other by something neither of them dares to name, Emilia and Sophia find themselves trapped in a connection that defies logic, rules, and every boundary they swore they'd never cross. What begins in silence soon turns into stolen glances, late-night thoughts, and moments too intimate to forget. But secrets don't stay quiet forever-and the line between right and wrong begins to blur. __________________ A slow-burning, emotional story about forbidden love, identity, and the parts of ourselves we hide-until someone sees them.

"So what's your type?" "What do you mean?" I pause, looking up from my book to meet the eyes of my dear friend. "Type of what?" She shakes her head with a chuckle. Her head then jerks to her boyfriend, busy trying to figure out a solution in his work. "What type of guy do you like?" "I don't really have one." I reply. "Come on, there must be something a guy does that catches your attention." My eyes casually glance around the courtyard, trying to figure out a quick response to her question. But then I hear a voice speak just to the right of us, Professor Abel happily talking to Mr. Levine. "Well?" "Older." I mumble. "Someone older." "Just older?" His deep grey eyes soften slightly in the sunlight. "Someone... colder too." "So you want someone as bad as Professor Abel?" My friend jokes poking my side with her fingers. I snap my head back to her, surprised at her question. To brush off the embarrassment I shrug my shoulders, faking a smile but my heart is pounding furiously. "Haha, very funny." It's as if our conversation has been leaked when my eyes rest back on the tall individual. The grey swirls are staring right back at me, his colleague oblivious of his wandering eyes. His expression is stern but in the light it seems as though his lips are curled up, making my stomach do a flip. "My type." I whisper with a small smile. - When her enemy of a teacher becomes something more than just a person she hates - Completely fictional! 🤗 Please vote~ #3 - high (3/10/2024) #1 - student (7/10/2024) #1 - enemies (1/11/2024) #5 - hate (18/11/2024) #1 - lovers (23/11/2024) #12 - heartache (04/01/2025) #4 - teacher (02/03/2025) #3 - teenfiction (14/03/2025) #5 - war (31/03/2025) #1 - high (02/06/2025) #6 - heartache (4/06/2025) #2 - school (21/07/2025 #2 - hate (27/09/2025) #2 - enemies (23/10/25)

Raven didn't ask to be here. A strict boarding school, a cold-eyed teacher, and rules that seem made to be broken. Ms. Hartmann is everything Raven despises - sharp, poised, untouchable. But the more they clash, the more it feels like something's burning underneath. In a world of secrets and silences, one thing's for sure: When desire looks like danger, someone always gets hurt. ➤ GL Romance | Teacher x Student | Ice Queen x Rebel | Enemies to Lovers ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆⋅☆⋅⋆⋅☆⋅⋆⋅☆⋅⋆⋅☆⋅⋆⋅☆⋅⋆⋅☆⋅⋆⋅☆⋅⋆⋅☆⋅⋆⋅ n/a : very slooow burn

["You can walk away right now. Or..." She stood there, breathing a little too evenly, her eyes flickering between the door and me. Then, after what felt like a full minute, she turned- And walked away. My heart sank. I looked down, trying to ignore the sting of disappointment. It's fine. I shouldn't have- Before I could react, Valeria had spun back around, grabbed me, and pushed me into the locker room, the door clicking shut behind us. Her hands found my waist, pressing me against the door, and her mouth crashed into mine...] 🥇 txs (23. Sep. 25.) 🥈 gxg (23. Sep. 25.) 🥇 woman (10. Dec. 25.) Abigail Moore is beginning her senior year, balancing the heavy burdens of a difficult home life while fiercely protecting her younger brother and maintaining top grades. She has sworn off relationships thinking they only lead into pain. Valeria Garcia, in her first year of teaching, is determined to keep a distance from her students, haunted by a past and sleepless nights. Yet, one student in particular proofs difficult to stay away from. (As this is my first story and I have noone to proofread I used AI to run over my chapters and help me at some parts)

teacherxstudent - wlw age gap - 16 years. Having just stepped into a new school, Elly resolved to dedicate herself wholly to her studies. She had transferred to flee a harrowing past she could not forget, a memory etched deep into both body and soul. Though countless trials assailed her, her mother's steadfast support became her anchor.

Professor x Student | wlw | Age Gap | Genius Girl x Academic Enigma Maya is a brilliant mind with a past her memory chose to bury. She's eighteen, but she's not starting college-she's wrapping up her Master of Science in Quantum Physics. She enrolled at fourteen, a prodigy who moved through equations, theories, and sterile labs where everything made sense except, maybe, herself. Her focus is fixed on the path ahead-a PhD, more research, more certainty. But that fragile balance begins to shift after one unexpected encounter. During a routine session with her therapist, she meets a woman who, without warning, walks back into her life as a professor in a class Maya was never supposed to attend. Coincidence, consequence, or something else entirely? Quantum physics doesn't offer answers for the way a soul trembles. This is a story of blurred boundaries and buried memories, of forbidden tension and the quiet gravity between two women on opposite sides of a classroom. A slow burn. An ethical tightrope. An impossible pull that feels just as chaotic, just as precise, as the laws that govern the universe itself. Tags: • Mommy issues • Slow burn • Mental health struggles • Professor x student • 26-year age gap #7 teacherstudent