Hannah hatte schon immer eine Schwäche für Frauen, die älter als sie sind. Kurz vor dem Ende ihres Studiums wird ihr das jedoch zum Verhängnis, als sie ein Seminar bei Frau Michelsen belegt und dabei nicht nur das Fach lieben lernt. (gxg)

Lizzy Rhodes and Eleanor Parker meet at a concert. From the very first moment, Lizzy is captivated by Eleanor's beauty, she's utterly mesmerized. Lizzy secretly hopes she'll see Eleanor again someday, and that dream does come true. But fate has a twist: Eleanor turns out to be her English teacher...

New job. New city. And one woman who turns Alex's world upside down. Alex Lewis thought she was ready for anything when she started at Blue Hour Press, a bustling publishing house filled with books, deadlines, and strict rules. But nothing could have prepared her for Claire Miller, the editor-in-chief. Stunning, confident, and utterly untouchable, Claire is everything Alex both fears and desires. What begins as a professional relationship soon turns into something more complicated: a slow-burning game of attraction, tension, and secret feelings. Between manuscripts, coffee breaks, and late nights at the office, Alex and Claire discover that sometimes the most unforgettable stories aren't found on the page...

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.