A single teen mom who has now finally meets real love by two dangerous women.

When Madison Stone stepped into the dimly lit club that summer, she never expected to lock eyes with Isabella Martinez, a beautiful, enigmatic woman who made her feel alive in ways she hadn't before. One unforgettable night of dancing, laughter, and stolen moments later, Madison walked away with a head full of dreams and a heart pounding with possibilities. But when the first day of her senior year rolls around, Madison's world is turned upside down. Her mysterious summer fling is standing at the front of the classroom, not as a stranger, but as Ms. Martinez, her new English teacher. What follows is a tumultuous journey of distance, denial, and undeniable desire. Both women know the risks of their connection, but their hearts refuse to obey the rules. As they navigate secret meetings and stolen glances, their relationship intensifies, ultimately spiraling into a heart-shattering breakup that leaves them both in pieces. Years later, fate intervenes, and Madison and Isabella find themselves face to face once more. Older, more weathered, and carrying the scars of their shared past, the two must confront the love they lost and the pain they've endured. Will they risk everything again for a chance at forever? "A Part of Me Died That Night" is a raw and passionate exploration of forbidden love, heartbreak, and the enduring power of connection. This poignant tale will captivate readers, keeping them on edge as they unravel the story of two souls destined to collide, break, and heal.

"I can't help but love you, Even though I try not to. I can't help but want you, I know that I'd die without you." ~Ruelle (Song: War of Hearts) Elizabeth never meant to break the rules. She only wanted to survive them. Born into power, bound by expectations, and haunted by a mother who sees vulnerability as weakness, Lizzy has spent her life building a mask sharp enough to protect her-and cold enough to keep anyone out. But everything shifts when she meets her new physics teacher, a woman carrying just as much pain as Lizzy does. As their connection deepens, the carefully built walls around Lizzy's heart begin to crack, and for the first time, she must confront what it means to build a future-with someone just as shattered as she is. 🥇#sapphicromance (04. Sep. 25.) 🥇#txs (16. Sep. 25.)

It's just another school year for Cheree. Same old routine: Brooklyn bullies her, then London bullies her. Brooklyn tells London off for bullying Cheree, then she goes back to bullying her herself. Cassidy, the new girl, comes into Cheree's life and turns it upside down, causing the queen B, Brooklyn, to get... well, jealous. For Brooklyn, it isn't just bullying. It's the only way she can get Cheree's attention, because, well, she's in love with Cheree. She won't let anybody know that, though. This is Book 1/3 Finding My Way Back To You (Sequel) Life Of Harley (Spin Off) Story is mine. No one else's. Please do not adapt my works into any type of content, including networks without permission. Thanks!

She reaches for my right hand, brings it between her legs without asking, and drags my fingers through her. Once. Twice. Slow, filthy strokes that coat my skin in her slick heat. She's drenched, so wet the sound is unmistakable, and the scent of her arousal floods the room like a drug. She presses my soaked fingers to my mouth, smearing herself across my bottom lip, my tongue, the corner of my jaw, down the column of my throat until I taste nothing but her. Then she leans in, voice ragged against my ear. "Feel how easily I get this wet just thinking about owning you?" she whispers. "That's what you're walking away from if you don't rewrite the contract exactly how I want it." My knees go painfully numb, before I feel them again. She sees it. Her smile is slow, cruel, victorious. She steps back into the crimson silk, zips it with a sound like a blade sliding home, and smooths it over her hips as if she didn't just destroy me in under thirty seconds. _______________________________________________________________________________ Two powerful women. One vicious high-profile murder case. A private contract that binds them in ways ink never warned about; obedience traded for torment, defiance punished with slow, aching pleasure. Milan Moretti: an untouchable Chicago prosecutor, wealthy and feared, who rules courtrooms by day and claims craving women by night, denying release until they break and beg. She never loses. Never bends. Never obsesses... until Zara Winslow, her brilliant, defiant mirror, crashes back into her world and awakens something feral. Forced together amid media storms, extreme tension and secrets, their rivalry explodes into a binding agreement where desire is leverage, punishment is exquisite, and control slips into consuming obsession. Who will shatter first in her hands?

Astrella Vega never expected her first year at university to feel like free fall. Twenty-one, sharp-minded, and eager to study psychology, she wanted answers-about people, about control, about herself. But the moment she steps into Professor Valencia Martinez's lecture hall, those answers begin to twist into something far more dangerous. Valencia is brilliant. Commanding. Magnetic. And entirely off-limits. What starts as admiration soon becomes a volatile game of attraction and manipulation. Astrella is drawn in-intellectually, emotionally, physically-until she's no longer sure if she's the one learning or being studied. Power. Obsession. Boundaries crossed and lines blurred. Because some lessons don't end at the bell. And some scars stay hidden beneath skin.

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19 year old Ellie has just moved to New York, waiting to start her first year of college, when she meets her also newly moved in neighbor. Once she starts to have feelings for the older woman, Ellie discovers that she'll play an important role in her life not only as neighbor and potential love interest: she's one of her professors at college. Will this make it impossible for the two to get together or will it be just an easily faced obstacle?

This feels so wrong, I can't help but think as I'm perched on the edge of her desk, my legs spread wide as my knuckles turn white from gripping the edge so tightly as she sucks and bites at my inner thighs as I whimper. Her hands hold my thighs far apart, biting harder whenever I try to snap my legs shut, ignoring my whimpers for her to stop. I know she's used to doing this but I'm not. Especially not in a place so public as her office. People are almost constantly coming and going from it. I know she locked the door when she pinned me against it earlier and began smashing her lips against mine, slipping her tongue in to play with mine but I'm still anxious that someone will disturb us. My fingers grip into her hair as I pull her face away from my inner thighs, her eyes playfully glancing up at me as she notices the tomato-coloured flush covering my face. "What's wrong, lovely?" She teasingly whispers, her hands continuing to play with my thick thighs. "Come on, tell daddy what's wrong." "I'm not really comfortable..." I utter making her arch a beautiful brow. "Oh, I'm sure when I'm fucking you that'll be the last of your worries," she chuckles, standing up so that she can lean over me as one of her hands slithers around my waist to support me as I lean away from her. Without any warning she rubs her large bulge against me making a muffled moan leave my lips. She kisses and sucks at my neck, definitely going to leave hickeys as I try to resist. "Just relax for me, love. I promise I'll be gentle."For some reason I don't believe her, especially as her fingers begin to roughly rub my sensitive bundle of nerves with a sly smile. "Just enjoy the feeling. I'll make sure to take care of you if you pass out." *** Haelyn doesn't recall anything before she woke up in the middle of nowhere, her body in pain and feeling...different. She has no clue as to what happened to her until she finally can look at her new reflection.

"I met her on her knees. Who was I to know I'd be the one on mine in the end?" Ava Beaumont is the President's scandal-prone daughter: reckless, magnetic, and absolutely not White House-approved. With re-election season heating up, she's told to behave for the cameras... or else. Enter Daphne Holden: the new PR Manager, hired to polish the President's image and scrub Ava clean while she's at it. Cool, calculated, and infuriatingly unshakable, Daphne is everything Ava can't stand-and everything she can't stop thinking about. But power clashes with privilege. Sparks turn to flames. And the closer Ava gets to breaking the rules... the more she wonders if Daphne might just break her. A forbidden slow-burn romance with sharp banter, sizzling tension, and a First Daughter who always plays with fire. Smut warning: There is A LOT!