teacher x student | wlw | age gap Wednesday fan fiction Selene Vale is eighteen, haunted by the sudden death of her best friend, Leigh. At Nevermore Academy, she struggles to keep the wolf inside her at bay--her instincts clawing at the edges of control, threatening anyone who gets too close. Every full moon brings her closer to losing herself completely, and with the shadow of her friend's murderer still unclaimed, she doesn't know how to protect herself or anyone else. Isadora Capri, thirty-three, is the academy's new head of music. A child prodigy turned accomplished teacher, she carries herself with quiet precision. Gifted, confident, and a werewolf of her own, she moves through the halls with an authority few dare question. When Selene and Capri cross paths, something changes. Capri sees the danger brewing inside Selene--and the potential she refuses to trust. What begins as interest soon turns into mentorship, as Capri guides Selene through the darkness of her instincts, teaching her control, focus, and the strength to survive a world that seems determined to break her. At the heart of Nevermore, power and danger collide, and Selene must learn who to trust--before the wolf inside her decides for her. Highest rankings #1 in isadoracapri #1 in mscapri #1 in coaching #1 in tutoring #1 in coping #1 in wxg #1 in nevermoreacademy #1 in Wednesday

As the second semester unfolds, the professor and a student share a journey of self-discovery which will lead them down a path of profound transformation, forever altering the course of their lives. Note: The storyline presented is a fictional narrative and should be treated as such. It explores themes of self-discovery, sexuality, and love between two consenting adults. #33 in love #13 in lesbian fiction

As Diana Coopers prepares for the pressure of her senior year, she seeks comfort in a book she's been trying to find for months. And just as she finally spots it, someone else snatches it right out of her hands. Diana's annoyed to say the least, until she realises this stranger might end up changing her life in ways she's never even imagined.

Raven came out of the closet hoping for acceptance but her overly religious reserved father turned out to be an extreme homophobehence taking the measure of sending Raven to live with nuns while they 'cure' her gay away. But could he have predicted sending his gay daughter to a place full of women would only back fire?. "We are here to pray Raven" Mother Superior glared at me in warning. "All we do is pray. Can we discuss how you have managed to be a 36 year old virgin?" I ask the very strict uptight woman in front of me. "I committed to celibacy and purity" "Yes but does that mean you never get worked up. You obviously still have hormones and I'm sure you get wet sometimes" "Raven!"

This feels so wrong, I can't help but think as I'm perched on the edge of her desk, my legs spread wide as my knuckles turn white from gripping the edge so tightly as she sucks and bites at my inner thighs as I whimper. Her hands hold my thighs far apart, biting harder whenever I try to snap my legs shut, ignoring my whimpers for her to stop. I know she's used to doing this but I'm not. Especially not in a place so public as her office. People are almost constantly coming and going from it. I know she locked the door when she pinned me against it earlier and began smashing her lips against mine, slipping her tongue in to play with mine but I'm still anxious that someone will disturb us. My fingers grip into her hair as I pull her face away from my inner thighs, her eyes playfully glancing up at me as she notices the tomato-coloured flush covering my face. "What's wrong, lovely?" She teasingly whispers, her hands continuing to play with my thick thighs. "Come on, tell daddy what's wrong." "I'm not really comfortable..." I utter making her arch a beautiful brow. "Oh, I'm sure when I'm fucking you that'll be the last of your worries," she chuckles, standing up so that she can lean over me as one of her hands slithers around my waist to support me as I lean away from her. Without any warning she rubs her large bulge against me making a muffled moan leave my lips. She kisses and sucks at my neck, definitely going to leave hickeys as I try to resist. "Just relax for me, love. I promise I'll be gentle."For some reason I don't believe her, especially as her fingers begin to roughly rub my sensitive bundle of nerves with a sly smile. "Just enjoy the feeling. I'll make sure to take care of you if you pass out." *** Haelyn doesn't recall anything before she woke up in the middle of nowhere, her body in pain and feeling...different. She has no clue as to what happened to her until she finally can look at her new reflection.

With her almost 20 year marriage beyond repair, Demi Meadows is sick of playing games and being taken for granted. She needs something real, and someone who truly loves her instead of cheating on her for years. Her kids are almost out of the house, so it would be a perfect time to find a person to share her life with, and this time she isn't going to settle for anything less than the perfect person and the perfect love. But could that person be someone that she would never expect, like a one night stand that turns into a frequent visitor? Or is it too risky to go after someone who could rip her heart in two because of the different places they are in life and the similarities to her ex? What if perfect is an illusion? What if finding a perfect love is an illusion, because sometimes you can make your own perfect?

Persephone Flemming has died, and upon being judged by celestial beings, she's damned to Hell, but she finds out for herself that Hell isn't exactly what it's rumored to be. Hell is a modern metropolis, where anything you could possibly want is at your fingertips, where violence, sex, alcohol, partying, drugs, food, and everything else is in endless supply. There are no rules and no consequences for giving in to every dark desire. But is it too good to be true? Something is up with Hell's rulers, and when they all start to take interest in Persephone, she's not sure whether to drink up the attention or run as far away as possible. So when does the torture begin, or has it already started?

Age gap, slow burn, and a love that burns hotter than they ever expected. Eva Moreau is a guarded author and bookstore owner with a past she's desperate to keep buried - until Lia Carter, a bold and messy illustrator half her age, walks into her life and upends everything. At first, it's just a job. But late nights, stolen glances, and heated arguments blur the lines between hate and desire. They clash like fire and storm, breaking down walls neither thought would fall. Can Eva learn to trust again? Can Lia handle the weight of a love that isn't simple or easy - but fiercely real?

A retelling of the Hades and Persephone myth, a story of fate, the struggle for power, and love found in the most unexpected places. ***** Persephone has been raised in Olympus all her life - her mother absent, her father a cruel king, with her siblings teaching her all they know. She has seen all of what the gods and goddesses do and she is sick of it. When she learns her safety is threatened by staying in Olympus, she flees to the Underworld. There she stays until she learns that her leaving has caused the world to wilt. But leaving behind her newfound friends and Lady of the Underworld is something she will not do willingly, no matter the consequences. [[word count: 150,000-200,000 words]] Cover designed by Regina Dionela Content Warning: Mentions of rape and incest

Alexandria finally landed a job away from her family influence, after she used a random girl to get out of an awkward situation, how will things develop when she starts her new job as a teacher only to find the stranger she used as one of her students