teacher x student | wlw | book 2 Emily thought the hard part was over. She's graduated. She's finally living with Hannah. For the first time, their life together feels real, and a future seems within reach. But the real world has a way of intruding on even the happiest endings. With university approaching and their lives beginning to move forward, the fragile bubble they've been living in starts to crack. Rumors spread. Judgments are made. Old choices refuse to stay in the past, and the world around them begins asking questions neither of them are ready to answer. What starts as small cracks in their perfect little world slowly grows into something much heavier--loss, doubt, old ghosts resurfacing, and the kind of scrutiny that can tear two people apart. Suddenly the life they built together feels a lot less certain. Because loving each other was never the problem. Surviving everything that comes with it might be. Highest rankings #1 in englishteacher #1 in girlfriend #1 in lesbian #1 in gxg #1 in wlw #1 in coping #2 in teacherspet #2 in femme #2 in lgbt #2 in wlwteacherxstudent #2 in txs #3 in women

The elevator opened probably at my stop and closed again. I could feel her smirking against my cheek, "Wait, did you not tell your friends how you begged me to fuck you?" she asked, chuckling a bit. "No," I said way too fast. "Wait, I meant I didn't say anything because nothing happened, we're going to forget about it," I said, forcing my eyes open and pushing the warmth away. "And if I don't want to forget it?" she asked, moving down to my ear. I gasped as she kissed right below it. "You have to. We..." I trailed off, my head falling back against the wall on its own, "We can't." "Why can't we?" she asked. "We want the same things, whether you're willing to admit it or not," she whispered, then kissing the spot again. "There is nothing to admit. I got over you," I said, repeating what I said last night, even as my body said something completely different. She let me go, stepping back. "Look me in the eye and tell me you're not turned on," she said, looking at me dead in the eyes. We both know I was, but I was definitely not going to say it. "I'm not," I sighed, trying and failing to sound convincing. "You're excuse for last night is that you were drunk. What's your excuse this time?" she asked, that annoying smirk coming back. ---------------------- Emryn and Avani have been best friends since they were kids. A tragic accident separated them, but what happens when Avani returns to work with the chief just to get to Emryn? Will they find themselves where they were six years ago? Will they be able to pick up their friendship as if nothing had happened? Stick around to find out!! ;) Not a slow burn!!! :)

A los diecinueve años, Giada ha heredado mucho más que el nombre de sus madres: inteligencia, fuerza... y un instinto letal que no teme usar. De día, es una brillante estudiante de medicina, preparándose para convertirse en cirujana y salvar vidas. De noche, es la ayudante más temida de su madre, Carolina, aprendiendo a manejar el imperio familiar con la misma sangre fría que la creó. Cuando Carolina la lleva a una reunión con Anastasia Volkov, la heredera de la mafia rusa, Giada siente algo que no había experimentado antes: curiosidad, desafío... y un peligroso interés. Entre juegos de poder, secretos familiares y chispas que nadie esperaba, Giada descubrirá que la línea entre el amor y el riesgo puede ser tan fina como la hoja de un bisturí. Bienvenida al legado. Bienvenida a la guerra. Bienvenida a tu destino.

Quinn is a baker who loves what she's built. Maeve is an heiress determined to prove herself-until she walks into Quinn's bakery to buy it. Some places weren't meant to be sold and some love stories change everything.

Two hearts... A coffee shop owner and an actress. Caramel latte girl and matcha latte. A romance that is about caramel and matcha, laughter, and stolen kisses. For a year, they shared mornings, late nights, and everything in between. Until 30 days of "just us" forces them to confront their feelings they weren't ready for. A sweet, messy, and sapphic romance about love, movie sets, and the moments that make your heart skip a beat

Thirteen years ago, they promised each other forever. Today, they can barely stay in the same room. In high school, Lisa and Jennie's story began with spilled orange juice and stolen glances. To Lisa, Jennie was the captivating brunette she never quite had the courage to confess to. To Jennie, Lisa was the effortlessly beautiful crush who made her heart race with a single look. Now, a lifetime later, they've traded their school uniforms for established lives. Lisa is a highly successful architect, and Jennie has found her calling as a high school music teacher. But when their paths inevitably collide at their high school reunion, the years of buried memories and unspoken heartbreak come rushing back. Lisa is determined to close the distance and finally confront the past, but Jennie is desperate to outrun the girl who still makes her stomach tie in knots. What really happened to their promise of forever? And when the walls they've built over a decade start to crumble, will they finally finish what they started, or walk away for good? Tropes: Second Chance Romance | Dual POV | Mutual Pining | High School Reunion | Angst with a Happy Ending (Hopefully!)

Avery I know I don't feel things the way other people do, it's like I'm empty and hollow on the inside, I mimic people's emotions, to pass off as normal. A family that came and went when I reached the age of 18. I barely remember my father and mother's face, when it's not through a phone screen. I have worked too hard to lose my place, and when I'm moved to London for a more permanent position for my law company. Leaving me in search of a new home designer and interior wise. That's when trouble hits my door. A redhead, with fiery green eyes and a bratty mouth who can't seem to keep it shut. Harper Monroe. My little menace. A pain in my fucking heart, if I had one. She fights me at every turn, makes crude jokes, tests me when she thinks I won't break. But then the thing with ice is, it doesn't always break, sometimes it melts. Harper I was trouble, loud, and sometimes though a lot of the time caught in the wrong crowd Mostly it ended up happening when I went to parties, trying to dull the void that sits in my heart now. I am in a constant battle of telling a lie and telling the truth, but the truth never seems to come to the surface, only the lies that I can only hold off on for so long. They think my family is rich like theirs, which isn't a complete lie, at least not until a year ago. They think my boyfriend makes me happy, but what they don't know is it's all a lie. But when a new job surfaces I can't afford to not take it. But that's when the job is to not only design a home and create it, but it's also to work alongside the customer. The cold woman whose eyes pass over me, but somehow when I watch her, she catches me watching her right back, and instead of looking away, she holds eye contact like she's intrigued before she catches herself. I tease her, I taunt her, I test her at every opportunity. I flirt and she snaps, I touch her and she snaps, but when it's the roles reversed. Well that's a different story entirely.

Shay has learned how to disappear in plain sight. She moves through her days quietly-head down, emotions locked away, body trained to endure more than it should. Control is survival. Distance is safety. And no one ever looks close enough to see what she's learned to hide. Until someone does. Lilith Armstrong is everything Shay isn't allowed to want: composed, authoritative, untouchable. A woman who understands the body down to its smallest fracture-and sees far too much when she looks at Shay. What begins as instruction slowly becomes attention. What feels like guidance sharpens into something heavier, more dangerous, and impossible to ignore. Between the anatomy of the human body and the anatomy of restraint, lines blur. Power shifts. Desire festers in the quiet moments where it shouldn't exist. And Shay must decide whether being seen is worth the risk of being undone. Anatomy of Restraint is a dark, slow-burn psychological romance about control, obsession, and the intoxicating danger of crossing boundaries that were never meant to bend.

Teacher x student - wxw - agegap (Unedited) Elena overcame her trauma and addiction, only to have her sobriety threatened by a cruel trick of fate. She lost her first love when the woman married him. Years later, her quiet life as a teacher is shattered when a beautiful, familiar face appears in her classroom. Every gesture, every look, is a mirror of the woman who broke her heart-because this student is her lost love's daughter. How do you move on when your greatest regret walks back into your life, perfectly packaged in the body of a child? •slow burn •age gap (19 years) •Abusivechildhood •lostlove •mommyissues •smutwarning MostRankings: wuhluhwuh:• #1 Carrie:• #1 Confessions:• #1 Unspokenfeelings:• #1 touchstarved:• #1 Womenxwomen:• #1 Playfulteasing:• #1 Mommyissues:• #3