The story of River and Sierra begins with a seismic shift in boundaries: Sierra Grey, an intensely private and highly respected university Architecture Professor, unexpectedly finds her life upended by River Rutherford, intersex, charismatic, secretive, and fiercely intelligent transfer student in her program. Their initial connection is charged with intellectual sparring and undeniable attraction, blurring the lines of professional decorum. River, however, harbors a secret far greater than her student status: she is the elusive Rutherford heir, navigating immense corporate pressure and familial expectation while struggling to pursue her own architectural passion. The couple retreats to Sierra's remote childhood home to confront the lie, where their connection deepens through vulnerable confessions and intense, clarifying passion.

agegap | wlw | gip Aurora Mayfield has always wanted a simple life a stable job, a loving partner, and a peaceful home. But everything changes when she begins working at Davis inc. Her boss, Amelia Davis, is the kind of woman people fear cold, powerful, and untouchable. Aurora promises herself not to fall for someone like her, yet every glance, every word, and every stolen moment makes her heart beat faster. Amelia Davis doesn't believe in love. She rules her world with control and confidence, keeping emotions locked away. But when Aurora enters her life, everything she thought she knew begins to crumble. What started as a game slowly turns into something real something she can't understand or resist. Now, both women are caught between desire and pride. Will Amelia learn to open her heart, or will Aurora walk away forever?

Genre: Action | Fantasy | kind of fast-paced Romance Her hair was as light as daylight, and her eyes burned like the sun itself. Liora stood frozen, heart hammering as the woman descended from her throne-each step elegant yet commanding. The closer she came, the heavier the air felt, until Elunara stood directly before her, gaze sharp and unrelenting. Liora tried to look away. She failed. Elunara tilted her chin upward, forcing their eyes to meet. "So... you're the one I'm meant to marry?" she asked, her voice smooth like honey laced with venom. Her eyes roamed over Liora's face, slow and deliberate. Liora knew she should answer. Knew silence might be taken as disrespect. But this woman-goddess-like in beauty, terrifying in presence-had stolen the words right from her throat. Elunara smirked, leaning in close enough that Liora could feel the warmth of her breath. She traced a finger along Liora's bottom lip, eyes flicking down with unsettling intent. "I don't bite, darling," she whispered huskily. A pause. "Well... not yet." ⸻ ⚠️ Content Warning: This story includes mature themes such as explicit sexual content (smut), strong language, violence, discussions of incest, and instances of homophobia. No warnings are given before these scenes occur. Please read at your own discretion. ⚠️