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.

"I'm going to fuck you until you're trembling beneath me Isa, until the only thing you can say is my name." Isa shifted, grinding against my slick, leaking cock, feeling her pulse under my hand, every twitch driving me crazier. My own cock was hard, straining, every nerve on fire. The guilt, sharp and insistent, clawed at my chest. I shouldn't be doing this. It was wrong. I shouldn't want it. But wanting it, needing it, made everything hotter, sharper, more unbearable. Every forbidden touch, every gasp, every press of our bodies together was sin incarnate, and it made me ache to keep going. "Miss Cross, please." She begged, voice trembling. "I need you inside me." "You're mine." I whispered as I slipped the tip in, fingers stroking her fucking perfect breasts, teasing, letting her feel the full weight of my dominance. - At Saint Therésè Academy for Girls, Miss Evelyn Cross is untouchable. Black button ups. Steel eyes. A voice that could slice through glass. She's the guidance counselor girls fear, the faculty respects, and no one dares cross. Rumors follow her like perfume of a ruined past, a war behind her eyes, and a heart made of rusted steel. Then Isadora 'Isa' Mercer walks in. Eighteen. Reckless. Dripping with sin and sunshine. Her skirt's too short. Her tongue's too sharp. And her eyes say she came here to ruin something. Evelyn tells herself she can handle it; the late night counseling sessions. The giggles behind closed doors. The lipstick stains that start showing up on her skin. But Isa doesn't want help. She wants control. And she's not afraid to beg for it. Now they're breaking rules, breaking each other, and baptizing themselves in every filthy secret they swore they'd never touch. Guilt becomes foreplay. Power becomes pleasure. And every whispered "Miss" turns into a moan she can't ignore. She was supposed to guide her. She ended up taking her apart, one touch at a time.

Naomi Beaumont was never the picture-perfect daughter-and she's not about to start now. Growing up in a family obsessed with status, tradition, and strategic marriages, Naomi's spent her whole life dodging expectations she never asked for. So when her dad starts throwing suitors at her like it's the 1800s, she strikes a deal: she'll play nice if he calls off the matchmaking. The catch? She has to keep tabs on Evelyn-her uncle's way-too-composed fiancée... who also happens to be Naomi's new professor. Simple, right? Except Evelyn's not what Naomi expected. She's smart, calm under pressure, and somehow always one step ahead. The more time Naomi spends around her, the harder it is to tell who's actually playing who-and why Naomi can't stop thinking about her. Now stuck between loyalty, a lifetime of rebellion, and a connection she definitely wasn't ready for, Naomi's starting to realize some secrets don't stay hidden for long. And falling for the wrong person? That was never part of the plan.

Belladonna (beh•luh•do•nuh) -it means beautiful lady in Italian. Coincidentally it's also the name of a deadly plant known as nightshade, which has deep purple flowers and poisonous black berries. ꨄ A new city, new school, a total new everything. Birdie Spine is starting her very first day of her junior year of college on the west coast. Far away from everyone she's ever known. She's excited for a new start and to get away from everything she's ever known until she suddenly isn't anymore. Dazzling hazel eyes ruin it all. Or at least she imagines that it's all ruined. This woman with dazzling hazel eyes is her professor-her most Important professor. Are Birdie and this woman able to keep it professional together since they both know their interactions are far from professional or is it just too strong to be held together? [THERE ARE ERRORS in this book! So many errors & they will get fixed soon enough. I just write for fun & none of it is professional. Please beware of these before you read further!]

(TeacherxStudent) ❝ i found love where it wasn't supposed to be, right in front of me ❞ - Amber Run Sent to a boarding school in England to try and put her on the straight and narrow, Evelyn Luis doesn't even expect to make it through the first semester. But her teacher and dorm leader seems to have some kind of hold over her, and Evie finds herself becoming obsessed with the one person she cannot have. They say everything happens for a reason, and maybe their paths were always meant to cross, but at what cost? Perhaps following your heart can be dangerous, particularly when your heart leads you to the forbidden.

"I don't understand what else you want from me." I hissed. She smirked, rolling her ice blue eyes that were filled with nothing but her ego and it made me want to choke her. "How about you come find out, hm?" Cover by @herparamour

girlxgirl HIGHEST RANKING(S): #1 IN GIRLONGIRL #1 IN GIRLS #1 IN TEACHER #5 IN GXG An emotionally battered woman with a craving for a attention and a high-school senior who has been more through more than her fair share of trying events. What happens when these two are put right next door to one another? Lexi is a young, beautiful senior whose past has forced her to grow up quicker than most. From losing her father, to being moved into another man's house at her mother's desire, to being outed to the entire high school... she's built up some pretty thick skin. When her path crosses with a woman who is pushing through a quickly-deteriorating marriage, there is a connection made that cannot be ignored. Lexi fills a void in Evan with her constant willingness to give and satisfy, while Evan is slowly patches up the holes that other's have left in Lexi along the road. The complications with their relationship are numerous: a marriage, age, unaccepting parents, and the fact that the two are in the same high school every day of the week. If at all, how can two individuals with their own personal struggles overcome these obstacles to get to one another?

Emma's a college student, working as an intern at the Dazzle Magazine for a powerful woman she has never had the good fortune of meeting. But everything in her life is about to change when they finally meet. Especially when one falls so deeply in love with the other and the insecurities from a broken marriage comes to light. (Not Based on The Devil Wears Prada)

Ewa finds herself stepping into the unknown, navigating a world that feels entirely foreign to her. Yet, as she slowly finds her footing, she begins to realize that this unexpected opportunity is far more than just an academic challenge. It introduces her to people who will reshape her perspective, push her beyond her limits, and ultimately turn her entire life upside down in ways she never could have imagined.

Eteri Leclerc is twenty-five, newly hired, and already a little too curious for her own good. Brought on as a communications strategist, she's clever, persuasive, charming even in difficult rooms. Reading tone, subtext, body language - it's what she does. But nothing prepares her for Celeste Fairbourne. Celeste is thirty-eight. One of five division directors at Celeva Biotech. Clinical. Untouchable. Sharp enough to draw blood without raising her voice. Her work in public health strategy has made her powerful; her presence makes people sit straighter. Some call her brilliant. Others, cold. Everyone's careful around her. The first time they meet, Celeste barely looks at her. A flicker of disinterest. It should've ended there - but something makes Celeste turn back. It's slow - until it isn't. One always pulls away. The other always follows. Celeste knows better than to get involved with someone like Eteri - warm, young, obvious. Eteri knows better than to want someone like Celeste - composed, calculating, dangerous. But restraint only lasts so long. What begins as controlled becomes obsessive. What starts in the boardroom ends between tangled sheets. Celeste never promised love. But she gives Eteri pleasure, power, ruin - in equal measure. This is a story about women who wield control until they lose it. About dominance, submission, and everything in between. About soft mouths and sharper rules. Welcome to Project Leclerc. She wasn't supposed to matter. But she did. 𓍼 This is adult fiction intended for a mature audience. It contains: graphic sexual content, emotionally complex power dynamics, an age gap, themes of control and obsession, manipulation, and a slow-burn connection that becomes dangerously addictive. If that's not for you - don't read it. All rights reserved to the author. © @womanonthehill