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?

Juliette Moreau, known as the infamous "La Reine Noire" (The Black Queen), is the ruthless mafia queen who rules over the criminal underworld of Paris with an iron fist. Hardened by a lifetime of betrayal and loss, Juliette is determined to maintain her hold on the family business, even if it means eliminating anyone who dares to challenge her. Sierra Fontaine, a young art student and small-time thief struggling to survive on the streets of Paris. When a risky heist puts her in Juliette's crosshairs, Sierra finds herself caught in a dangerous game of cat and mouse. Juliette, intrigued by Sierra's audacity and tenacity, decides to spare her life and instead offers her a proposition - become her personal assistant and protégé, or face the consequences.

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.

From a confident crime reporter to an empathetic English professor. 𝐒𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐢𝐥𝐚 𝐁𝐚𝐤𝐬𝐡𝐢 is a bold woman with determination as strong as steel. Despite her impressive skills, the news agency she works at treats her like she's invisible. Uncovering the truth and exposing criminals makes her heart beat, and she never hesitates to speak out about the injustices in the world. With a new serial killer wreaking havoc in Los Angeles, her research leads her to Blackstone College. So she disguises herself as a professor, hoping to find the root of all evil. Charismatic Art professor by day, brutal serial killer at night. 𝐑𝐞𝐧 𝐗𝐢𝐚𝐨𝐲𝐮 effortlessly hides the gallons of blood she fills behind a charming smile, and her words are as controlling as the strings on a puppet. Turning heads and causing everyone to adore her was as simple as making blood pour out of someone she despises. The hollow in her heart filled the moment she saw Shanila, and now she's driven by her desire to corrupt her morals. She haunts the souls on her hitlist, but when it comes to Shanila, her love for her takes over. One is convinced a fair sentence is the right and only way, the other thinks bad deeds should be cleansed with death. Their love unknowingly blinded them when they painted the hammer of justice with blood. The consequences for their actions awaited them, yet they couldn't find it in their heart to feel regret. ────୨ৎ──── !Correcting minor errors from time to time! Best rankings ever: #1 in reporter #1 in paintings #1 in womenlovingwomen #1 in justice #2 in teacherxteacher #3 in lesbianstory #14 in blood

Isla Sterling is perfect. The golden girl. The one everyone wants but no one deserves. And Ava? Ava has been watching her for years-quietly, patiently, obsessively. Isla doesn't know about the hidden glances, the stolen photos, the whispered promises Ava makes to herself. Not yet. But when a Halloween party throws them together in a game of chance, Ava gets her first taste of what it feels like to be close to Isla-to touch her, to hear her voice just inches away. And it's not enough. It will never be enough. Because Isla is meant to be hers. She just doesn't know it yet. But she will

Fresh out of college, Nora Hawthorne has one simple goal: savor a carefree Italian holiday before "real life" begins. Dragged into a glittering boutique by her friend, she collides-literally-with a woman who seems carved from steel and secrets: Victoria Rossi, the millionaire and the CEO of her own company, and whose name is whispered with awe and fear. Victoria is cold, commanding, and impossible to read-and yet, something in Victoria's gaze softens when it settles on Nora. Nora tells herself it was nothing. A strange, fleeting moment she'll never have to think about again. Until fate intervenes. She discovers that she's been hired at Victoria's company, forcing them to meet again. Can the warmth of one heart melt the ice around another? Or will the feeling Victoria felt towards Nora be able to tear down her walls before they even have a chance to crack?

AMBER Hate. Fury. Despise. These are the 3 words that comes to my mind when I think of Maddison Powers, my best friends sister, she drives me crazy with everything she says. I'm the founder of Bishop Group, a multi- billionaire company, and everytime I see her again or talk to her I feel my skin burning. MADDIE Annoying. Madenning. Self- centered. That's all Amber Bishop is, I swear I can't understand how Valentina, my sister, even stands her, she is everything I go against. I'm the COO of my sisters firm Powers firm and I have my hand full with that, but somehow my and Amber's way always cross, I just wish it didn't because it takes everything in me not to push her against a wall and strandle the shit out of her. Maddison Powers and Amber Bishop know each other ever since they were little, because Amber and Valentina are best friends, no one knows why they hate each other that much, not even them, but what they do know is that despite the fact that they both sleep around with other people and don't get into relationships the only shared thing in them is the hatred towards each other. Could that ever change?

The sequel to my story 'Cold love'. This takes place 3 years later, when Danielle is already doing her final year at Harvard.

Lena Carrington is at the top of the world, she not only founded Carrington Industries but she is also a genius, creating cures and antidotes all the time. Lena does what has to be done to be the best, meaning she is rather cold and only focusing on her work, it doesn't matter her own private life suffers the cost. Zoey Porter is basically a walking sunshine, not one bad bone in her body, Zoey works as Valentina Powers's assistant but her true passion are numbers and science, she also reads people like a book, she tries supressing it but she can't help it when she sees someone she can tell exactly how they are feeling and the reason behind it, except Lena Carrington, that woman is a mystery, a very attractive one at that. Zoey has a threat in her life that she tries to avoid at all costs, but will she succeed? And what will happen to her passion? Can things change for her, and will Lena play a role in it?

LANA: I fell in love with the golden girl. She's the perfect student, the skilled captain of the volleyball team, and the girlfriend of the nicest players on the football team. She's my best friend, but ever since she kissed me as a dare at a party before freshman year, that's all I can think of. Senior year is here, and after last summer's shitty series of events, I don't deserve such a wonderful woman as her. CHARLOTTE: My best friend is the school player. She parties and drinks and sleeps around, she's a free spirit. Apparently I've got the perfect life, but why do I still think about that kiss with her? Why do I wish I could have that type of feelings for my own boyfriend? Why can't I stop thinking about her all the time? She's just my best friend though... right...?