I have always been quite fond of women. And as time goes by, the attraction has not wavered. I have always known the truth of my sexuality. But my fascination with you goes beyond that. I could not be more intrigued by you. The essence of your presence send chills throughout my spine. As if my body knows whenever you're near, before my eyes get a chance to greet you. Its in the way you walk, the way you speak with such elegance. You're like a walking dictionary and your intelligence is what entices me most of all. Your hazel eyes have taken ahold of me. They hold all the power as you see straight through me. 🧡 Rankings #4 in Teacher Oct 2022 💕 #10 in WxW Aug 2023 💕 #4 in agegap Oct 2023 💕 #4 in Lesbian Oct 2023 💕 #2 in WxW Jan 2024 💕 #4 in Student Jan 2024 💕

Professor x Student | wlw | Age gap Lily Miller is a responsible, kind-hearted twenty-year-old who fell in love with philosophy as a child. She's had her fair share of worries all the way from her father's death to carrying the weight of her mother's struggles on her shoulders. She's used to being the strong one and smiling through life no matter how hard it gets. When Lily starts at a new school she quickly becomes interested in the ethics and morality teacher who commands the classroom with her gaze alone. Most students have already made their mind up about her: strict, cold, ruthless. But Lily sees past the masks Heidi Harrington hides behind. Is Heidi unable to resist the effect Lily has on her? Will the two women find in each other what they've long stopped believing in? Highest rankings: #1 olderwomen #1 philosophy #1 lesbianromance #1 txs #1 womensfiction #2 femxfem #2 girlfriend #4 wlw #5 sapphic #6 womanxwoman

My eyes flutter to her lips and then her eyes again, I smirked subconsciously, "Yes, Ms Cain." She narrowed her eyes at me, "Don't look at me like that." I didn't understand what she meant. "Like what Ms?" I raised my eyebrow, confusion evident in my expression. She released the grip on my neck before leaning in, her lips grazing my ear and whispering, "Like you want me to punish you, Aurora." I gulped. ~~~ Aurora Clark is just starting as a freshman in college, all is well until she meets her stern geography 101 professor, Ms Cain. With Aurora's sarcasm and relentless brattish behaviour, she finds it difficult to abide by her new professor's rules, that is until she finds herself trapped in a situation that she definitely did not expect to happen... #1 in teacher #1 in slightbdsm ;) #1 in gayaf #5 in gxg #8 in lesbian

Medusa takes the job because it pays well and the requirements are simple. One house, two kids, one woman to answer to. Bianca is all three things she was warned about and none of the things she expected. Cold in a way that feels practiced, distant in a way that feels like a choice. She runs the house like she runs everything else, on her own terms, with no room for anything she didn't ask for. But what happens when the person who has never let herself be wanted becomes the only one you can't stop wanting? And what happens when the girl who was never supposed to matter starts feeling like the only thing that does? There's no good ending to those questions. There's only what happens next.

"I do have something in mind, actually." The words were certain and very clear. Celine leaned back against the couch, her smirk softening into something darker, quieter. "Well then," She said, voice smooth enough to make my spine tingle, "Come show me." My breath caught before I could even think. The room seemed to hum around us-the low buzz of the liquor, the faint rustle of the robe against my skin, her eyes following me as she'd already decided what was going to happen next. Something in my chest fluttered-or maybe it flipped. The words weren't loud, but they pulled at me anyway like a command wrapped in velvet. I hesitated, barely. Then the hesitation melted away, the same way the liquor did earlier. My body moved before my mind caught up, slow and deliberate 𝘰𝘯 𝘮𝘺 𝘬𝘯𝘦𝘦𝘴, drawn to her like gravity wasn't a choice. 𖤓𖤓𖤓𖤓𖤓𖤓𖤓𖤓𖤓𖤓𖤓𖤓 Monét was never one to follow rules, that word seemed unknown to her knowledge. Monét was a troublemaker, it ran in her blood-well half of her blood. Her father being the chief of the police, the rule follower, yet he made an exception for his daughter always running to her rescue when needed. Monét was also the type to get what she wants, so when she sees this older lawyer-you can guess what she wants. And she intends to get it, stopping at nothing. She wouldn't let anything stop her, not age, not her issues, not her father, not a judge. Nothing would stop her from getting what she wanted.

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.

Lilith Estrella is an 17 year old student who lives alone, far from the family that hurt her more than they ever protected her. She works a side job at a bar to afford her apartment and take care of herself. Despite her past, Lilith is a really sweet and gentle girl. Still, she keeps her distance from others, showing no real interest in letting anyone get close to her. Until that slowly begins to change when she and her principal grow closer. Miss Liliana Sulvio, a 29 year old principal and teacher, appears unshakable strict, elegant, and emotionally unreachable. She has built her life on discipline and control, keeping her true self hidden behind a cold wall she build. What no one knows is that behind this life, she secretly runs a successful business and lives a far more luxurious lifestyle anyone would expect. She doesn't stay at the school because she has to, but because she chooses to. Focused entirely on her goals. Like Lilith, she does not allow people to get close, dedicating herself entirely to her work. That begins to shift when her connection with Lilith slowly grows stronger. This story contains: themes of past trauma, emotional struggles, family issues, Age gap, Slow burn and moments of intensity. It also explores complex relationships, power dynamics, and personal growth. Let's not forget the most important detail (WLW)🖤

This is a mature, 18+ Alcina Dimitrescu X female reader fanfiction! You are a scullery maid at castle dimitrescu, until one day Lady Dimitrescu discovers she has developed a taste for your blood. Now living with Lady Dimitrescu as her personal pet, you try to navigate not only the mysteries of Alcina, but your strange, unexplainable feelings for her as well. CW for general vampire horror, blood, gore and a ton of kinky vampire sex!

Aira Valencia Alvarez never asked for this life. She only wanted to study, laugh with her siblings, and dream like every other girl her age. But fate was cruel. The day her mother collapsed and got confined to the hospital with a brain tumor, everything changed. With her father long gone, Aira carried the world on her shoulders-three jobs, sleepless nights, and the heavy duty of keeping her family alive. School became a memory, a childhood luxury she could no longer afford. Her life was ordinary... until the night she unknowingly caught her eyes. Lilith evelynn Montclair-an heiress wrapped in silk and secrets, a woman everyone adored. She was elegance, perfection, the kind of goddess people bowed their heads to. Soft-spoken, angelic, untouchable. The world saw a woman who could never hurt even an insect. But at the masquerade party, where everyone sparkled in masks and diamonds, Lilith's gaze wandered-and lingered. It wasn't the gowns, the jewels, or the laughter that held her attention. It was a single waitress in a plain mask, moving through the crowd with tired hands and quiet strength. Lilith didn't know her name. She didn't even see her face. But there was something in her presence, something in the way her eyes carried exhaustion yet refused to break, that stirred a strange curiosity within the flawless heiress. For Aira, it was just another night of work. For Lilith... it was the beginning of questions she couldn't ignore.

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.