She was her best friend's little sister. She was supposed to watch out for her, not sleep with her. (converted story, also G!P) [20|10|2023] #1 engfa [22|10|2023] #5 englot

⚠️ Warning / Disclaimer ⚠️ This story is 18+ rated and contains explicit smut, adult themes, and strong language. It is a fanfiction based on Engfa Waraha and Charlotte Austin "Englot" written purely for creative and entertainment purposes. The characters, events, and relationships depicted are entirely fictional and bear no relation to the real people. No images, likenesses, or media used belong to us, all rights remain with their respective owners. This story is for fans of Englot love only, not reality. Read at your own discretion. 🌧️💌 Charlotte Austin, 26, is a final-year medical student drowning in sleepless rotations and pressure she can't escape. Hoping for a fresh start, she moves into a quiet riverside house in Bangkok. Engfa Waraha, age 30, but dated five years earlier. (2025) Engfa is a gifted architect who once lived in the same house. Through the mysterious mailbox, she and Charlotte begin exchanging letters across time. What starts as curiosity quickly spirals into something neither of them can deny: late-night confessions, jealous sketches disguised as blueprints, and desires pressed into ink. As their worlds bleed together, jealousy flares, longing sharpens, and the line between past and present grows dangerously thin. What happens when love arrives out of order and the only way to be together is to bend time itself? Where We Begin is a sapphic love story full of yearning, laughter, and irresistible tension, a tale of two women who find each other exactly when they shouldn't, but perhaps exactly when they need to.

Isabella Gray can't wait to get her senior year over with. She's a quiet girl who likes to keep to herself. She keeps her circle small but loves her two bestfriends with her whole heart. All her teachers love her and she has amazing grades. Diana Williams begins her first year teaching English in a new school. She maintains a strong image and is feared by most. She never lets anyone in because she is afraid of being seen as weak. Diana and Isabella cross paths but will they be able to stick to keeping things solely professional? warning// content includes: -mentions of SA -drug and alcohol usage -smut

Charlotte is a perfectionist, polished, disciplined, and impeccably well-mannered. She has always loathed Engfa Waraha-the school's notorious rugby star and unapologetic troublemaker. To Charlotte, Engfa is everything she despises: arrogant, reckless, and always at the center of a fight. But when Charlotte begins to glimpse the cracks beneath Engfa's wild defiance, the line between admiration and anger starts to blur. What begins as irritation slowly twists into fascination, and soon, Charlotte realizes that the boundary between hate and something far more dangerous is thinner than she ever imagined. Rowdy Girl is a story of pride, passion, and secrets - and of two souls who were always meant to fall for each other, long before they ever knew it. ⚠️ Warning: This story is intended for mature audiences. G!P themes included.

A professor? And a student? That's a line that should never be crossed. But what happens when those lines start to blur? What happens when you begin to mistake manipulation for love? One wants power and control while the other wants to win and get her way....and be loved. And each will do anything to get it. power. control. manipulation. I'm horrible at descriptions, but trust me, it's gonna be good

Troubled 18 year old x cold English teacher. Ms. Jones does everything she can to try and get Scarlett to open up and stop pushing people out but what happens when in the midst of it all, they both secretly start to fall in love with eachother.

Elizabeth/Ms. Wilson 30 University professor during the day, HOT mafia boss bitch at night Lily Smith 23 Student who (eventually) is so unbelievably smitten for her Ladies, it's got the age gap, the teacher x student, mafia boss, enemies to lovers, tension, slow burn, "who did this to you", "touch her and I'll kill you", stargazing where one admires the actual sky and says it's beautiful while the other one agrees yet her eyes are only on the girl beside her, angry love confessions in the rain, tooth rotting fluff and the HOTTEST sex ever. And so much more. It's got every single trope I know my desperate little loves need ;) ~ ACTUAL SUMMARY: Lily hates her. She hates that smug look on her face when she walks into the classroom like she owns the place. She hates the smirk that appears on those devastatingly beautiful, plump, soft looking lips whenever she catches Lily's eyes ogling her. She hates her cold, commanding tone. Her to-die-for body. Her breathtaking hazel eyes. The way she sounds so hot when speaking French. The way she rests her pen between her mouth while she reads over exams which ignites a burning jealousy in Lily of said pen between sinful lips. So yeah, Lily very much hates her. It doesn't help that Ms. Wilson is the meanest, coldest bitch to ever set foot on earth and is hell bent on making Lily's last semester unbearable. But in between their heated arguments, shared glances, and mutual feelings of hatred, lies secrets neither of which are prepared to unravel. Ms. Wilson. Her university professor during the day. But the leader of the most deadly mafia at night? Could she get any hotter? Ehem I mean terrifying? As they both become apart of each other's lives without meaning to, lines begin to blur and feelings rise to surface. But along with the million other reasons why Lily SHOULD walk away, only one makes her heart ache unbearably. I surpassed my word limit so I guess you'll just have to read and find out what ;)

**Girlxgirl** Logan Gordon, high school senior with a bright future and a talent for soccer. Lila Masters, world famous surgeon with unsurpassed skill on the operating table and a knack for seduction. Logan doesn't live a lavish life but she can't complain. She's happy and content with what she has. Until, that is, Dr. Lila Masters comes along and shows the girl what she's missing out on. Some say sex and money are like drugs, and Logan quickly gets addicted. Life can change in a second, it's all about how you adapt that matters. Feelings flourish, tragedy ensues, hearts are broken. Follow Logan and Lila's story in Kickstart My Heart. **Mature content warning: language and sexual content**

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One girl, haunted by demons she never asked for. One girl, holding onto a dream with bleeding hands. One girl, clinging to a life she never was supposed to survive. One girl-and one infuriating woman she was never meant to meet. Aurora Winters, 18, soft-spoken and sweet like spring rain, begins her second last first day of senior year. The wreckage of a car crash last Christmas stole what little safety she had left-leaving her in the bitter care of an aunt who never wanted her and a man who only knows cruelty. Bruised, quiet, alone and unraveling, Aurora is trying to survive the storm. But survival becomes complicated when a certain woman enters the picture. Valentina M. Harlow, 37, new to this part of town, new to the school, old to the weight of the world. Once a sweet girl who ached to be seen, now a woman shaped by silence and cold resolve. Sharp-tongued, guarded, emotionally untouchable, manipulative and entirely disinterested in attachments. She is the oldest daughter who walked away-from blood and businesses, from love, from everything that broke her. It's been seven years since she last let herself feel. And she likes it that way. Until Aurora. What begins as uneasy glances and sharp conversations becomes something far harder to ignore. Valentina sees the pain in the girl's eyes. The bruises beneath the surface. And suddenly, the woman who feels nothing is faced with a choice: walk away as she always has, or reach out-risking everything. This is a tale of longing and danger, where hearts shatter, wounds heal, and reopen. Again and again. A story of two women who were never meant to orbit, yet crash into each other anyway. A story of it all. Of longing that feels like ruin. Of aching that feels like home. Of broken things that refuse to stay broken. A slow unraveling, a dangerous pull. A love that could save-or destroy-them both. Maybe they'll piece themselves back together. And set the world on fire, together.