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.

For readers of the lush historical romance of Tipping the Velvet and the slow-burn yearning of Fingersmith, Yearn for You is a deeply sensual and emotional short story of forbidden love, the courage to choose an authentic life, and the silent, powerful lessons of the heart. London, 1912. Emma Lewis lives a life of quiet duty as a merchant's wife and mother to Alfie, her brilliant, nonverbal son. When Abigail Sterling arrives as a tutor, she brings not just groundbreaking methods to reach Alfie, but a startling, radiant freedom Emma has never dared to know. As her husband remains distant, Emma finds herself drawn into Abby's world; a world of intellectual passion, secret book clubs, and a love that defies every convention. Their connection is a lifeline for Emma and a miracle for Alfie, but with her husband's return looming, their fragile sanctuary is threatened.

"Why were you with her at a party?" Amara asked anger coming off of her as she started into my being. A shiver went down my spine. I've never seen her this mad. Never. "ANSWER ME!" She yelled making me jump a bit before my own anger came out. "Why would YOU wanna know? It's NONE of YOUR business!" I yelled back as both of our anger now filled the room. "It IS my business, wanna know why?" She asked walking towards me at a slow pace until we were inches apart leaning into my neck. "Because your mine." She whispered into my ear. *********************** The popular, the nobodies, and the nerds. The three groups in high school or as we like to call it hell I mean some people thrive in this place but me? No. I'm in two of those groups the nobodies and the nerds but even though I'm in two groups I still get one thing in common. The bullying. But I guess a little confrontation which I hate would give the bullying a whole new meaning.

Wherein 𝗠𝗔𝗬𝗨𝗠𝗜 𝗗𝗢𝗟𝗢𝗥𝗘𝗦, a kindergarten teacher, finds herself intertwined with 𝗟𝗔𝗩𝗜𝗡𝗜𝗔 𝗥𝗢𝗦𝗘𝗪𝗢𝗢𝗗; a woman twice her age, a CEO wrapped in precision and control, and the very thing that just might unravel her. There's tension in every glance. Gravity in every touch. And somewhere between whispered apologies and sharp-edged desire, Mayumi realizes: It isn't falling if it was always fated. So what else is there to do? Not when kismet's to blame. ── ✦ 𝙍𝘼𝙉𝙆𝙄𝙉𝙂𝙎: #2 sexuality #3 love #1 gxg #1 olderwomen #1 agegapwlw #9 lgbt #35 darkromance

Completed 💯 Harper, a homeless high school senior, juggles school, a waitressing job, and an internship at a prestigious law firm. Despite living in her car and hiding her struggles, her intelligence and determination earned her a paid internship under the sharp and demanding Ms. Walker. Harper graduates with honors, securing her first apartment on her 18th birthday. As they work closely, subtle romantic tension develops between Harper and Ms. Walker. Harper admires Ms. Walker's confidence and intellect, while Ms. Walker is drawn to Harper's resilience and potential. Small moments-like whispered exchanges in court and fleeting glances-hint at an unspoken connection, leaving both questioning the boundaries of their growing bond.

Completed! 💯 GXG agegap slowburn #smut! It starts with a widow in her late forties, set in her ways, worn down by loss and bitterness. She doesn't want anyone in her house, but she can't quite afford to be alone anymore either. When a young woman shows up at her door, persistent and desperate for a place to stay, she lets her in against her better judgment. At first, it's all rules and distance: quiet, no visitors, no trouble. But the longer the girl is upstairs, the harder it is to keep things separate. The silence of the house shifts. What began as irritation turns into something more complicated, something the widow doesn't want to name.

Amity Blight is a good student. A very good student. She has never missed a class, never failed an exam, and is flying to get her masters degree in no time. Or she was until her bully, Luz Noceda, decided to butt into her life more than normal. This story does imply mature activities. Cover art: https://www.deviantart.com/manudoodles/art/Beta-Lumity-889208900 (This story was originally published and finished on Ao3 and Fanfiction.net, and was completed October 9th of 2021. If you want more frequent updates of what I write and want to see the newest stuff I work on, please check out my Ao3 @anonfoxer)

Jenny Morton is new in town. After moving from a small village to the city, she's determined to seize the opportunity to work at Feingold's Advertising, her dream job. Upon arriving, she never expected her boss to be the Charlotte Faingold herself. Charlotte is the daughter of the CEO and founder of the agency, which is one of the biggest companies in the state and one of the most prestigious. Jenny is attracted to Charlotte from the first moment she sees her, but Charlotte is engaged to Jeffrey Cole, her father's protégé and the COO of the company. With a new campaign to launch, Jenny finds herself working closely with Charlotte and having a hard time controlling her attraction. But this is her time to prove herself, and she won't let a little infatuation-so she tells herself-stop her. It doesn't help that sometimes it feels like Charlotte feels something for her too. *smut *adult #my first story and english is not my native language.

It was supposed to be anonymous. Just some harmless, late-night messeges on a forum. No names. No photos. No real-life complications. She was GoldTrap-mysterious, sharp, and way too good with words. I was BlueInk-awkward, sarcastic, and definitely not looking for anything. But then she made me laugh. Then she made me think. Then... she made me feel things I really shouldn't be feeling for someone I've never met. I'm Quinn. Twenty-four. Screenwriter-in-training. Emotionally a little chaotic and basically there no reason an amazing woman like her would be falling for someone like me. I've played a lot of roles in my life. But never this one. ----------------------------------------------- Late at night, I started writing letters to a stranger on a private forum-just to feel something real. She calls herself BlueInk. She's young, clever, infuriatingly honest... and somehow, she sees right through me. She doesn't know I'm Juliette Delaney-Hollywood's favorite ice queen with a face on every magazine and a life that doesn't belong to me anymore. She doesn't know that when I type, my hands shake. That when I read her replies, I smile. That I'm craving her words more than I've ever craved the spotlight. And I don't know what will happen if she finds out who I am. Because if I tell her the truth, I might lose the one person who loves me for who I really am. Not the icon. Not the actress. Just... me. But if I don't? I'll never get to feel her say my name out loud.

If you ask Emory Rose, she'll tell you she has the best job in the world. She's a chef-doing what she loves most-on the set of the hit TV drama Med on You, filmed at Starfire Studios. The show follows Dr. Morgan Fox, a brilliant cardiologist with a complicated love life. But for Emory, it's not the storylines that make work exciting-it's the lead actress. Emory has had a quiet crush for years on Natalie Stone, the stunning star who plays Morgan. The only problem? Natalie doesn't even know she exists oh, and she's married to Alin Romano, one of the show's producers, and they have a ten-year-old daughter, Ashly. But behind the scenes, Natalie is far from happy in her marriage. Emory, knowing she'll probably never be more than a background extra in Natalie's world, has spent the last five years learning everything about her-including exactly what she likes to eat. Her secret mission? To brighten Natalie's day with thoughtfully crafted dishes, hoping to lift her spirits, even if only for a moment. Will Natalie ever truly see her? And if so, could the way to her heart be through her stomach? There's only one way to find out.