"I'm going to fuck you until you're trembling beneath me Isa, until the only thing you can say is my name." Isa shifted, grinding against my slick, leaking cock, feeling her pulse under my hand, every twitch driving me crazier. My own cock was hard, straining, every nerve on fire. The guilt, sharp and insistent, clawed at my chest. I shouldn't be doing this. It was wrong. I shouldn't want it. But wanting it, needing it, made everything hotter, sharper, more unbearable. Every forbidden touch, every gasp, every press of our bodies together was sin incarnate, and it made me ache to keep going. "Miss Cross, please." She begged, voice trembling. "I need you inside me." "You're mine." I whispered as I slipped the tip in, fingers stroking her fucking perfect breasts, teasing, letting her feel the full weight of my dominance. - At Saint Therésè Academy for Girls, Miss Evelyn Cross is untouchable. Black button ups. Steel eyes. A voice that could slice through glass. She's the guidance counselor girls fear, the faculty respects, and no one dares cross. Rumors follow her like perfume of a ruined past, a war behind her eyes, and a heart made of rusted steel. Then Isadora 'Isa' Mercer walks in. Eighteen. Reckless. Dripping with sin and sunshine. Her skirt's too short. Her tongue's too sharp. And her eyes say she came here to ruin something. Evelyn tells herself she can handle it; the late night counseling sessions. The giggles behind closed doors. The lipstick stains that start showing up on her skin. But Isa doesn't want help. She wants control. And she's not afraid to beg for it. Now they're breaking rules, breaking each other, and baptizing themselves in every filthy secret they swore they'd never touch. Guilt becomes foreplay. Power becomes pleasure. And every whispered "Miss" turns into a moan she can't ignore. She was supposed to guide her. She ended up taking her apart, one touch at a time.

Professor x Student | WLW It wasn't one moment that pulled them apart, but a quiet accumulation of almosts, of missed chances, of words that never found their way out. Nearly a year passes before Lyn and Claire see each other again. A year spent learning how to carry an absence that never truly felt like one. A year of pretending that distance could soften something that, in truth, only settled deeper under the surface. And now, standing here again, it doesn't feel like a fresh start. It feels like something unfinished asking to be answered. Not about what happened before. Not about who was right or wrong. But about what still lingers between them, and whether they're brave enough to face it this time, without turning away.

Lily Stevens, 18 and ready to return to her senior year. After missing some time due to an 'accident' , she's nervous to see how her final year unfolds. With her best friend Jake by her side, she feels invincible...until they realise their schedules are drastically different this year...and Lily has the most feared teacher. Matilda Grant. A cold, calculated biology teacher, with a glare sharp enough to pierce any hopes and dreams. She commands respect and utter devotion from her class, or else don't show up. What will happen when the two worlds suddenly collide. A tale of fear, secrets and a burning love. ▪️▪️▪️ "Who can tell me why cells differentiate?" No one answers. Her gaze sweeps the rows again, more predator than teacher and I swear the temperature drops a degree when her eyes land on me. A pause. "Lily." Of course. My name coming from her lips causes a riptide of anxiety to take over. I freeze. I just read this in the chapter summary yet the words blur in my mind. "It's-um-" I start, then stop. Her expression doesn't change, but somehow that's worse than disappointment. It's an expectation. Like she's handing me a scientific dagger, daring me to strike her with it. I try to take a breath. I seemingly fail, my chest feels like it's caving in on itself. "So they can perform different functions? Even though they all have the same DNA?" There's a moment. She doesn't nod. "Acceptable." ▪️▪️▪️ ⚠️⚠️⚠️ This book does contain mentions of Domestic abuse, Trauma, mental health problems and Violence. Please read at your own discretion. All characters are 18+ This is an age gap WLW story - 18 & 34 (16yr gap) *Spicy chapters are labelled like this*

(18+ READERS ONLY! NSFW CONTENT) What happens when two guarded people, each carrying secrets, are forced into each other's orbit in the most domestic, inconvenient way? Elliot is 22 years old, broke and utterly helpless. Sloane is 43, divorced, and completely loaded How will Elliot and Sloane learn to navigate each other, even when every part of them says they shouldn't? Updates every 2-3 days! You can keep up with the characters via my TikTok @yearningoleander

Grace has always been the responsible one. After losing her parents, responsibility was all she knew-taking care of her younger sister, keeping her head down, never letting herself slip. No parties, no distractions, and definitely no time for love. It never mattered anyway. Love was something that never seemed to belong to her. Until now. What started as a simple tango class, just a chance to learn something she'd always admired, changes everything the moment she meets her. The instructor. Beautiful, magnetic, impossible to look away from. But falling for her is dangerous. Because she's married. She's forbidden. And she's the mother of her sister's best friend. Grace promised herself she would never risk her heart. But on the dance floor, with every step and every stolen glance, she's beginning to wonder if some loves are worth breaking all the rules for.

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.

Seraphina Esposito is a mafia queen.. cold, ruthless, untouchable. At twenty-five she rules an empire built on fear, wielding power like a blade and believing feelings to be nothing but weakness. Love, family, softness.. those are luxuries she's burned out of herself. Or so she thought. Then comes Elowen Morgan. Beautiful. Too emotionally intelligent. Kindhearted. Too pure for a world like hers... and yet, impossible to ignore. With honey-brown eyes that see too much and a quiet defiance behind her smile, she unsettles everything Seraphina thought she knew. Seraphina doesn't do love. But desire? Obsession? The urge to claim what should never have been hers? That, she can't seem to resist. What happens when a woman who feels nothing meets the one person she can't stop feeling?

These women thought their paths would never align. Romy Vanelle never dreamed of working in a run-down pizza shop. The prestigious cooking academy La Cherief is supposed to be her escape. Little does she know that the gorgeous disaster who once ordered a pineapple pizza with garlic buns will soon become the person she fears most: Arabella Renette, world-famous chef-and Romy's strict, perfection-obsessed instructor, who mysteriously stopped cooking years ago. Keeping the elite scholarship that keeps her afloat won't be her only challenge. She'll also have to survive the dangerously attractive chef who watches her every move. Romy likes to taste the danger. And she soon realizes she'll have to take everything with... A Grain of Salt.

teacher x student | wlw | slow burn | psychological | mystery Tara Black has never truly fit anywhere - not in her family, not among the outcasts of Nevermore. Haunted by shadows she can't quite name and a hunger that grows stronger with every full moon, she hides her pain behind sharp smiles and silence, fighting battles no one seems to notice. But everything changes when she arrives. Isadora Capri - the academy's new head of music. Brilliant, composed, and far too perceptive for Tara's comfort. Beneath her calm surface lies something wild, something that mirrors the chaos inside Tara more than either of them dares to admit. What begins as mentorship soon twists into something neither of them can control - a connection that burns too bright, too dangerous. As desire collides with fear, secrets unravel, and the line between right and wrong begins to blur. And when a series of crimes shakes Nevermore to its core, Tara finds herself pulled into a web of suspicion and danger - hunted not only by what lurks in the dark, but by the wildness within her own skin. Because at Nevermore, nothing stays hidden for long. Not the truth behind Tara's scars. Not the beast beneath her surface. And not the love that could destroy them both. ‎𐮚☆𐮚 A/N: This story is based in the Wednesday universe and takes place during Season two - though in this version, the events of Season Two are only loosely followed. All original Wednesday characters belong to their respective creators; only my original characters and storyline are my own. This story explores darker emotional themes - please check the trigger warnings listed in the information section before reading. And lastly, I want to be clear that I do not support or romanticize teacher/student relationships in real life. This is a purely fictional story meant to explore character growth, emotion, and the blurred lines between protection and desire in a fantasy setting.

Evelyn Adler never asked for pyrokinesis, or for the chaos that comes with it. During her second year at Nevermore Academy, she tries to keep control-of her powers, her emotions, and her heart. But when she meets Ms. Capri, the school's new music teacher, control is the last thing she finds. Caught between fire and feeling, Evelyn is about to discover that some sparks are impossible to put out... even when they're forbidden. What begins as stolen glances turns into something far more dangerous. A fire she can't contain. A choice between rules and desire. And maybe, a love that could burn her whole world down. However, the thing is: love isn't the only danger at Nevermore, something darker is waiting in the shadows and it's slowly pulling Evelyn deeper into the abyss. teacher x student [wlw] A 'Wednesday' fan fiction