[There is spelling errors and it's confusing sometimes but I'll try my best to look for them before publishing a chapter] I havent seen her since i graduated high school. I was too ashamed to reach out due to how my life turned out. But after five years, five years of not thinking about my ultimately biggest high school crush i bumped right into her. And all those feelings came rushing back like they never left.

Hettie's last year at Cackle's Academy is thrown into discourse as she makes a new chaotic best friend who starts a relationship with the Deputy Headmistress. Then to her utter surprise, Hettie finds herself drawn to the new Head of Herbology: Ms. Reed. Thank you to everyone who read Focus. and if you are new here- this story is from an OG character point of view from Focus. so please read that first :) This chapter takes place after the Christmas Ball whilst Hettie is at home with her family for the break. Enjoy! So excited to share this new perspective on the completed story with you!

Harper Quinn is all soft edges and vintage ribbons - the kind of girl who writes love poems she never sends and spends weekends digging through record bins. Nineteen. Bright-eyed. A little too curious. And far too drawn to the woman behind the desk. Professor Vivian Wolfe is everything Harper isn't. Forty. Composed. Cold. Draped in sharp suits and cigarette smoke, with a voice like velvet and a stare that cuts through excuses and innocence alike. Their worlds should never collide - not outside of annotated essays and closed classroom doors. But literature has always blurred the lines between longing and taboo. And Wolfe, for all her rules and red pens, starts reading Harper like a story she can't put down. She was supposed to teach her restraint. Instead, she taught her how it feels to burn.

Professor x Student | WLW Claire Dover (20) is standing at the edge of something she can't name. It began with a single moment, an instinct to reach out, to care, before she even knew who the woman was. Just a stranger in the wrong place at the wrong time. She didn't expect to see her again. She didn't expect that the woman she pulled back from the road would later introduce herself as Professor Hartmann (39). And Lyn? She never meant to care. She is the kind of woman who carries old grief like a folded letter in her coat pocket. But Claire is all sharp glances, quiet presence, and impossible timing. Now, every look, every pause between words, threatens to unravel something they both try to hold together. A slow-burn sapphic love story about restraint, proximity, and all the things we feel before we can name them.

Completed! 💯 GXG agegap SMUT Mommy issues! When twenty-two-year-old Mara flees the wreckage of her former life, she seeks refuge at a remote guesthouse run by Sylvie Cavanaugh, a solitary woman nearly twice her age, known more for her gardens and guarded silences than any welcome. Sylvie isn't warm. She isn't inviting. But she doesn't ask questions, and that's enough for now.

Drew is just trying to survive life let alone high school. Her two best friend are her entire world and she loves to dance. There's a new English teacher in town and Drew's path is not as straight forward as she thought it would be to graduation. *smut and other mature content!* Excerpt: "You look beautiful today" I paused "uh..... not that you don't look beautiful everyday. Uh... I." Why was I nervous! I, Drew Line, never get nervous around girls. She started laughing at me. "Drew chill." She smiled. "What can I do for you?" She asked standing from her desk. I checked out her body. God I wanted to touch her. I need too. Suddenly my confidence came back. I walked slowly towards her. "I just wondered if you'd like to give me extra lessons." I said about 3 steps away still getting closer. "Drew your grades are great. Why do you need....." My lips closed around hers so quickly she was stunned. She kissed me back for a moment then broke the kiss. I stepped back and she looked at me with a questioning look again. Date started : Oct 28 2022 Completed: Jan 23 2023 Disclaimer : poorly written hopefully I'll rewrite this one day.

Complete 💯 Vivianne Drake is a ruthless 40-year-old Public Relations attorney with a designer wardrobe, an ironclad reputation, and zero tolerance for love, nonsense, or influencers. Everly Hart is a 22-year-old TikTok star, glitter disaster, and walking HR violation who just went viral for filming a thirst trap at a funeral and now needs legal representation. Fast. Vivian wants her gone. Everly thinks it is funny to calls her "mommy." With a growing media storm, an emotional support goat, and a suspicious number of HR reports, their forced partnership becomes the firm's biggest liability... and maybe the start of something even messier than love: feelings. Age gap. Workplace drama. Public scandal. And way too much eye contact. And of course SMUT! Spanking!

Living with an idiot was not easy. Even worse, my nemesis. First, she tried stealing the girl of my dreams. Now she wanted to steal the rest of my life? I hated how much she knew how to annoy me and how easily it came to her. Even more, I hated how amusing I actually found it to be.

When I looked into her eyes, I could see the whole world, I could see everything I've ever looked for and needed. She was my entire world, my everything. An 18-year-old girl wants to get through her last year of high school with as little drama as possible, will that change when she meets the new Algebra teacher? What will happen when the two of them start to get to know each other? Read to find out TW: mentions of abuse, domestic violence, and homophobia

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.