One is cold as ice. The other - fire that never burns silently. Amelia Harrington - successful, flawless, uncompromising. She's the cold, impeccable, ruthless owner of a law firm and a teacher with merciless perfectionism and rules that no one is allowed to break. Alexandra Sawyer - young, fiery, ambitious. A lawyer pursuing a master's degree in English teaching. She believes the heart matters more than cold calculation - and she's not afraid to prove it. Their first meeting is a random argument in a coffee shop. The second is a surprise exam - where Amelia holds all the power. And uses it. It should've ended there. But where ice meets fire... there's always steam. And this story is all about it. Two women who can't get along - and can't stay away.

Sometimes, home isn't a place-it's a person. Amara Lune has built her life on movement-between jobs, between dreams, between people who never stay long enough to matter. At twenty, she knows how to survive. How to smile when she's exhausted. How to make everything look lighter than it feels. What she doesn't know... is how to let anyone see what's underneath. Isadora Laurent has spent years perfecting stillness. At forty-two, her world is controlled, structured, and carefully untouched by anything she cannot manage. Success came easily. Control came naturally. And love-love became something she learned to live without. When their worlds collide, it isn't dramatic. It isn't instant. It's quiet. A conversation that lingers a little too long. A presence that becomes difficult to ignore. A connection neither of them planned... and neither of them knows how to handle. Because Amara doesn't stay. And Isadora doesn't let people in. But somewhere between distance and closeness, between restraint and longing, something begins to shift. And for the first time in a long time- they both find themselves wondering what it might mean... to finally feel at home.

(Teacherxstudent) It might have been the way her hand moved effortlessly across the canvas with every stroke she made, or the way her eyes would shine when speaking about her passion that she adored so much, or maybe it was her smile that seemed to captivate me every time. She was perfect in her own way, and I wish I could tell her how much happiness she brings into my life by being present. How all my worries and fears seem to drown away when she's near, or how a simple "hello" makes my day. The only thing stopping me from getting close to her is that diamond ring on her left hand, and how terrible of a person I feel every time I think about her in ways I'm not suppose to, and the fact that I couldn't bring her into my fucked up life. Oh, and because she's my art teacher. Mrs. Shuler, if only you knew how much I adore you.

Y/n was raised inside EIDOLON, a program designed to turn people into weapons. After she went rogue and was caught breaking into the Avengers' abandoned Tower, Y/n is brought to the compound as a prisoner but slowly becomes something else. She becomes part of a plan to dismantle the organisation that made her. But as the fight against EIDOLON continues, it becomes clear that the real battle is happening inside her. As her mental health begins to deteriorate, missions blur into the background and her relationship with Wanda Maximoff becomes the one place she feels safe. Even as everything else starts to fall apart. tw

What happens when the most feared woman in the Coalition meets the only person who refuses to kneel the way she's expected to? After murdering her weak predecessor and taking the title of ambassador by force, Y/N arrives in Polis with a terrifying reputation, a sword stained by countless deaths, and absolutely no intention of bowing easily to anyone - not even Lexa. But when Ice Nation begins threatening the Coalition and Y/N's clan becomes dangerously unstable, Lexa proposes something neither of them expected: a political marriage meant to secure power, loyalty, and peace before war begins. There is only one problem. Y/N is one of the only people in the world who refuses to submit to Lexa's control. What starts as strategy slowly turns into something far more dangerous - sharp banter, brutal fights, late-night tension, quiet moments neither of them understands, and a slow-burning attraction that threatens to destroy the careful control they both rely on to survive. A pre-The 100 slow-burn fanfiction filled with political tension, enemies-to-lovers energy, dangerous loyalty, action, and a Commander who slowly learns exactly how to make Y/N sweat.

"You don't tell me what to do." I grit as she pins my hands above me, her body pressed against mine. "Angel, look at how you tremble beneath me, feel how your heart races. Don't lie to me, hm? Tell me, does he make you feel like this?" She chuckles, her expression dark. "You're delusional." I can't help the moan that escapes me as her fingers drift lower. "Oh? Tonight I'll show you how 𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘦 you are. Tonight I'll show you what happens when you let another 𝘵𝘰𝘶𝘤𝘩 you." Her lips meet mine, and I forget how to breathe. ******************************************************* Mia Quinn, a 20-year-old woman who has recently joined university with a past no one should discover, she intends to remain alone, private and to finally leave. Until she finds her reason to stay. Isabella Owens, a multi-millionaire heiress of a fashion empire, she owns rooms, she doesn't prefer relationships, she uses anyone she deems of benefit, and discards anyone she's done with. Until she finds her reason to love. Damian Lockwood, a British Casanova who got his heart broken and no longer believes in love, he is known to grace every club's ambience and every girl's bedroom. Until he finds his reason to settle. Mia keeps trying to outrun what she feels for Isabella while Damien becomes the quiet space between their chaos; but some connections are too consuming to escape, and some people never learn how to love without possession.

Jasmine is not a woman that's easily pleased, she loves sex, killing, looking like a total badass and more what happens when this steel clad bitch finally meets her mate? Cora a werewolf who doesn't like anyone and much prefers to be alone meets her mate and at the worst possible time But her reaction to meeting her mate isn't what one would expect

✠═━┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈━═✠ 𝔇𝔦𝔳𝔦𝔫𝔢 𝔙𝔦𝔬𝔩𝔢𝔫𝔠𝔢 ✠═━┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈━═✠ The line between justice and vengeance grows thin, when pain drives the hand that acts. Ellianna King was born alongside her brother Royce King II in 1913. She was supposed to stay hidden. Rosalie Hale was meant to be worshipped, by everyone but her. They were destined to meet. Destined to fall in love. But destiny is not kind. Love becomes pain. Pain becomes purpose. And purpose, in the end, becomes something ruthless. Rosalie Hale x G!P OC

.·:*¨༺ "𝓢𝓱𝓮 𝔀𝓪𝓼𝓷'𝓽 𝓽𝓱𝓮𝓲𝓻 𝓵𝓸𝓼𝓽 𝓹𝓻𝓲𝓷𝓬𝓮𝓼𝓼 𝓫𝓾𝓽 𝓫𝓮𝓬𝓪𝓶𝓮 𝓽𝓱𝓮𝓲𝓻 𝓽𝓻𝓮𝓪𝓼𝓾𝓻𝓮𝓭 𝓛𝓲𝓸𝓷𝓮𝓼𝓼" ༻¨*:·. ┏━━°❀•°:🎀:°•❀°━━━━━┓ 𝗥𝘂𝗵𝗮𝗻𝗶𝗸𝗮 ┗━━°❀•°:🎀:°•❀°━━━━━┛ The innocent, selfless girl endured constant neglect and cruel taunts, always hearing words. "𝘉𝘶𝘳𝘥𝘦𝘯," "𝘜𝘴𝘦𝘭𝘦𝘴𝘴," "𝘜𝘯𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘥." For the first fourteen years of her life, the people she called as family abandon her at an orphanage, severing all ties with her. She bore the pain with a smile, accepting the harshness, but when they finally left her behind, it broke her. Shattered, yet not defeated, she found strength in her faith, trusting in God to guide her through the pain. Just when it seemed like she had reached her breaking point, her life took a sudden turn. She was adopted by a towering, intimidating man. Shivendra Rathore, a ruthless businessman, once the feared Mafia King known as SR, was a force to be reckoned with. A man who was the father of five boys, each one intimidating, cold, and aggressive. Will Ruhanika be able to change their hearts? Will she be the one to melt the tough exterior of these devils? Will she ever find the true family she's longed for? Follow Ruhanika's journey as she learns that family isn't defined by blood, but by the heart. A story of love, transformation, and finding where you truly belong. "𝓐 𝓽𝓪𝓵𝓮 𝓸𝓯 𝓱𝓮𝓪𝓵𝓲𝓷𝓰 𝓪𝓷𝓭 𝓯𝓲𝓷𝓭𝓲𝓷𝓰 𝓯𝓪𝓶𝓲𝓵𝔂 𝓵𝓸𝓿𝓮 𝓲𝓷 𝓱𝓮𝓪𝓻𝓽 𝔀𝓱𝓲𝓬𝓱 𝓭𝓸𝓮𝓼𝓷'𝓽 𝓹𝓾𝓶𝓹 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓼𝓪𝓶𝓮 𝓫𝓵𝓸𝓸𝓭 𝓪𝓼 𝓶𝓲𝓷𝓮" - 𝐑𝐮𝐡𝐚𝐧

The club wasn't where she imagined herself working, but it was the only place that would take her. The air was thick with smoke, and the neon lights did little to chase away the darkness inside. People came and went-some looking for trouble, others caught in things they shouldn't have been. She'd seen men dragged into the back rooms, beaten up for not paying in time or failing to do their part. And then there was her-the club owner. Cold, calculated, and feared by everyone who walked through the doors. She ran this place with a tight grip, and she didn't tolerate mistakes. No one dared to cross her, not without consequences. And yet, every time their eyes met, something shifted, an unsettling pull that she couldn't quite explain. She didn't know what it meant, or why it unsettled her so much. But one thing was certain: the longer she stayed here, the more complicated everything would become...