Madeline meadows A 18 year old girl who is going through more than she should ever have to at her age. Her father being abusive and her mom dying during childbirth, she had to grow up far too quickly and learn how to handle herself. She's a little crazy, sometimes has too much energy and some would say too much to handle, but really she just needed the right person to calm her chaos. Harley storm A 30 year old English teacher, who is also secretly a millionaire business owner of a chain of hotels. She's cold, sometimes ruthless. She had never been a relationship person though after the breakup with her ex girlfriend she didn't believe she was capable of falling in love, but maybe she just needed the right person to come along.

Dr. Danielle Stevens doesn't do vulnerability. At twenty-nine, she's earned her place at the front of the lecture hall-sharp, composed, and untouchable. Her past is buried under layers of dark clothes, academic acclaim, and the rules she never dares to break. Until Alexandria Johnson walks into her classroom. Alex is everything Danielle tries to avoid-fiery, unpredictable, and disarmingly perceptive. At twenty-four, she's a graduate student with a tragic past, a fearless voice, and a habit of challenging authority. Including hers. What begins as subtle tension-glances held too long, words layered with meaning-spirals into something neither of them can ignore. But desire this dangerous comes at a cost. And some stories were never meant to be written. A slow-burn sapphic romance about power, restraint, and the pull of the one person who sees right through you.

Harper Quinn is all soft edges and vintage ribbons - the kind of girl who writes love poems she never sends and spends weekends digging through record bins. Nineteen. Bright-eyed. A little too curious. And far too drawn to the woman behind the desk. Professor Vivian Wolfe is everything Harper isn't. Forty. Composed. Cold. Draped in sharp suits and cigarette smoke, with a voice like velvet and a stare that cuts through excuses and innocence alike. Their worlds should never collide - not outside of annotated essays and closed classroom doors. But literature has always blurred the lines between longing and taboo. And Wolfe, for all her rules and red pens, starts reading Harper like a story she can't put down. She was supposed to teach her restraint. Instead, she taught her how it feels to burn.

Twenty- two-year- old Annabelle rivers has perfected the art of pretending she's fine. At college, she smiles, studies, stays quiet. At home, she endures a mother whose love comes laced with cruelty-cut's disguised as concern, wounds disguised as lessons. Annabelle carries the pain in silence, hidden beneath long sleeves and late-night tears, just trying to survive her final year without falling apart. Then she walks in. Ms. Beaumont-thirty-nine, brilliant, wealthy, and carved from ice-arrives as the new mathematics professor with a reputation as sharp as her heels. Students fear her. Staff avoid her. She is the kind of woman who seems untouchable, unreachable, and uninterested in anything beyond her immaculate walls. But Annabelle notices the cracks. And Ms. Beaumont notices her. What starts as tension-dangerous, electric, wrong-slowly coils into something neither of them should want. Annabelle is drawn to the darkness behind Ms. Beaumonts eyes, the soft trembling beneath her cold exterior. And Ms. Beaumont despite every rule she's built her life around, can't seem to stay away. Their stolen moments become confessions. Their glances become obsession. Their connection becomes a secret that could ruin them both. Because this isn't just forbidden-it's destructive. A professed hiding old scars. A student burying new ones. A love that feels like the only safe place they've ever known...and the most dangerous choice they could make. As Annabelle spirals deeper into her own shadows and Ms. Beaumonts past threatens to surface, one truth becomes impossible to ignore: Some people aren't meant to love each other. And some can't survive without it.

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 ;)

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*

Micah, a college student with her own setbacks but warm personality, never expected to be drawn to her new and beautiful literature professor, Inara. As they navigate the delicate balance between clear ethics and attraction, Micah finds herself captivated by Inara intellect, charm, and the way she seems to see right through her. Despite the unspoken rules and risks, their connection grows, challenging them to confront their own boundaries and the consequences of a love that could cost them everything. In a story of longing, secrecy, and desire, Micah and Inara must decide if their forbidden love is worth breaking all the rules. "No." "No?" She says and I shake my head. "The hell do you mean no? So you didn't sleep with her?" "Yes! I mean no." She scoffs. "Get the hell out.

"She was never supposed to care. But she did. And Tara was never supposed to feel seen-until she did." Tara doesn't ask for much-just to get through the day without breaking. Between a crumbling home life, invisible scars, and the suffocating weight of survival, she's learned to keep her head down and her heart guarded. That is, until she meets her. Maria Emerson Tara's new teacher-calm, composed, and unknowingly magnetic. She sees through Tara's defiance, her silence, her carefully constructed walls. But what begins as concern slowly twists into something far more dangerous-for both of them. As glances linger too long and conversations dip too deep, an unspoken bond forms. It's wrong. It's terrifying. It's the only thing that feels right. But nothing stays secret forever. With friends growing suspicious, a town ready to judge, and the threat of everything unraveling, Tara is forced to confront the truth: she's falling for the one person she should stay away from. And Maria? She knows the line. But she keeps stepping closer. Ms. Emerson is an emotionally charged wlw age-gap romance about the pull of forbidden connection, the ache of being seen, and the cost of crossing lines that were never meant to be blurred. Some love stories aren't allowed. But they still find a way to be written.

Lila Wren doesn't speak. Not because she doesn't want to but because the world has made it too hard to be heard. After losing her parents and enduring relentless bullying, she's moved in with her grandmother to start over. New town. New school. Same silence. But then she meets Clara Hartley, her 35 year old art teacher. She is gentle, patient and quietly radiant, Clara becomes the first person who doesn't treat Lila like she's broken. In the safety of Clara's classroom and the soft spaces between words Lila begins to feel something she never thought she'd know again: peace. They exist in two different worlds but slowly, with every glance, every sketch and every unspoken moment something delicate begins to bloom between them. This is a story about healing, found family and the kind of love that doesn't need to be loud to be life changing. ・❥・ Highest rankings ・❥・ #2 in artteacher

When college sophomore Juliet Wilder accidentally collides with Professor Florence Stark outside of her new apartment building, she never expects that she will be her greatest temptation. Will their professional relationship ignite into something that could burn down both of their lives? With everything on the line, they must decide: is their forbidden connection worth risking it all? A slow-burn academic romance about two women navigating the treacherous waters between professional boundaries and undeniable attraction. 🥇- olderwomanxyoungerwoman 10/3/25 🥇- coping 10/4/25 🥇- txs 11/2/25 🥇- femme 11/6/25 🥇- lesbianfiction 11/14/25 [This is the very first book I've ever written, and I've really put a lot of thought into it. There might be a few mistakes-so feel free to point them out. I can take constructive criticism! Thanks for giving this story a shot!]