Grace's dream had always been to become a famous actress. She dreamt of doing what she loved the most as a job, the film sets, the award shows, everything about it. So when she unexpectedly lands a role in a high-budget movie, she knows her life is about to change forever. But maybe, not in the way she thinks. Her encounter with Isabella, a worldwide famous actress with a reputation for having a cold attitude, will impact her more than she thinks.

"𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝒎𝒐𝒔𝒕 𝒅𝒂𝒏𝒈𝒆𝒓𝒐𝒖𝒔 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒂𝒃𝒐𝒖𝒕 𝑬𝒍𝒍𝒂'𝒔 𝒕𝒓𝒂𝒑 𝒘𝒂𝒔𝒏'𝒕 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒅𝒂𝒓𝒌; 𝒊𝒕 𝒘𝒂𝒔 𝒉𝒐𝒘 𝒃𝒓𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕𝒍𝒚 𝒔𝒉𝒆 𝒎𝒂𝒅𝒆 𝒊𝒕 𝒔𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒆." Ella Sorax is a weapon in human form-ruthless, untouchable, and driven by a grief turned vengeance. Love is weakness. Trust is danger. Until Samantha Collins walks into her carefully controlled world. Samantha is everything Ella isn't-sunny, stubborn, guarded, and strong despite scars no one else sees. She believes in rare, precious love. Ella doesn't see Samantha. She sees the Collins name, the past, the betrayal. A target. A distraction. A chance for revenge. But revenge has a way of twisting. And when Ella falls, she falls hard. When their worlds collide-teacher and student, power and innocence-nothing is simple. Secrets unravel. Forbidden desire sparks between them like fire and ice. Every look, every word, every touch is a gamble. The right love at the wrong time can ruin everything-or change everything. Will Ella let herself love, or will vengeance win first? Will Samantha survive the one she's beginning to trust, or will betrayal break her before she even realizes the stakes? Dark. Addictive. Emotional. Fall'in For Her is a story of power, obsession, family legacies, forbidden desire, and heartbreak-the kind that leaves you holding your breath until the very last secret is revealed.

Frida started sketching something with her stylus, eyes flicking to her screen as she adjusted the axes of a diagram, mumbling, "...and then this boundary layer here starts behaving like a switch... not instant, but sharp. Sharp enough." Inés leaned in to see. "You mean like a Heaviside approximation?" Frida rolled her eyes, barely biting back a grin. "No. I mean like an actual boundary layer. I thought you said you weren't rusty." That earned her a low hum from Inés - amused, maybe a little provoked. "You want sharp? I'll give you sharp," she muttered, reaching for her own laptop, the tip of her manicured nail clicking a little too decisively on the trackpad. "You're missing the substructure that governs the transition here-see?" Frida glanced over. "That's an assumption, not a proof." "Do you want this to work or do you want it to be romantic?" Frida laughed - surprised and a little breathless. "God. Is that how you think I talk about math?" Inés tilted her head, lips curling. "Only when you're trying to seduce me with it." Frida blinked. Her ears went hot. "I'm not-" "Not trying?" Inés cut in, pretending to glance back at the diagram, feigning innocence, but there was no missing the gleam in her eye. "Shame. Because it's working." Frida looked away sharply, pressing her fingers to the corner of her mouth like she could keep a smile in by force. "You're infuriating." "You're distracted." "You're distracting." Inés made a quiet, pleased sound at that and sat back for a moment, the back of her hand brushing the edge of Frida's chair. "Tell me more about the way you're treating the constraint set when it fractures," she said finally, voice smooth again, back in control - or pretending to be. Frida inhaled and kept going, though her voice was slightly lower now, the words sticking a little as she spoke.

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

teacher x student | wlw | book 2 Emily thought the hard part was over. She's graduated. She's finally living with Hannah. For the first time, their life together feels real, and a future seems within reach. But the real world has a way of intruding on even the happiest endings. With university approaching and their lives beginning to move forward, the fragile bubble they've been living in starts to crack. Rumors spread. Judgments are made. Old choices refuse to stay in the past, and the world around them begins asking questions neither of them are ready to answer. What starts as small cracks in their perfect little world slowly grows into something much heavier--loss, doubt, old ghosts resurfacing, and the kind of scrutiny that can tear two people apart. Suddenly the life they built together feels a lot less certain. Because loving each other was never the problem. Surviving everything that comes with it might be. Highest rankings #1 in englishteacher #1 in girlfriend #1 in lesbian #1 in gxg #1 in wlw #1 in coping #2 in teacherspet #2 in femme #2 in lgbt #2 in wlwteacherxstudent #2 in txs #2 in womensfiction #3 in women

Willow Cherrydale is the perfect definition of walking sunshine. Energetic, funny, always ready with quick joke. An ambitious girl with big dreams of an architecture carrier. Now in the final chapter of her academic studies at Columbia University in New York. Her current focus: Interior Architecture. Until the day she walks into the wrong classroom - or unfortunately, the right one. Professor Ashcroft's classroom isn't just a room. It's better known as a battlefield. Clinical, cold and infamous across campus, she's know as "The Devil in Disguise" or "the Ginger Executioner." In her course, you don't just have to master the material - you have to survive her judgment. Will Willow be able to break through the walls Ashcroft has built? Or will she become just another student crushed by the weight of that relentless judgment? [wlw] [slowburn] [professorxstudent]

Professor x Student | wlw | Age gap Lily Miller is a responsible, kind-hearted twenty-year-old who fell in love with philosophy as a child. She's had her fair share of worries all the way from her father's death to carrying the weight of her mother's struggles on her shoulders. She's used to being the strong one and smiling through life no matter how hard it gets. When Lily starts at a new school she quickly becomes interested in the ethics and morality teacher who commands the classroom with her gaze alone. Most students have already made their mind up about her: strict, cold, ruthless. But Lily sees past the masks Heidi Harrington hides behind. Is Heidi unable to resist the effect Lily has on her? Will the two women find in each other what they've long stopped believing in? Highest rankings: #1 olderwomen #1 philosophy #1 lesbianromance #1 txs #2 femxfem #3 girlfriend #4 womensfiction #4 wlw #5 sapphic #6 womanxwoman

Stephanie Walker is eighteen, moving across the country from Los Angeles to New York to begin her dream: law school at NYU. A new city, a new home, new friends, new everything. She's excited, but sleepless nights, old wounds, and quiet struggles follow her everywhere. She wants to live like any other college student, to blend in, to feel normal, but life hasn't been simple, and surviving on her own is harder than she expected. Every late night, every study session, every solitary drive home reminds her that life doesn't come with easy answers. Some nights, she leans on quiet habits she'd never tell anyone about, just to make it to morning. Elena Shay is thirty-two, NYU's Dean and a respected law professor. Her life is built on control, precision, and endless responsibility. At work, she's commanding, elegant, untouchable. Outside it, she's soft, warm, and human, but never careless. Elena doesn't date casually; she doesn't waste time or energy on anything that isn't worth it. She's deliberate, certain, and careful... Until Stephanie. Stephanie isn't just another student. She's sharp, captivating, and unafraid to be herself in a way that draws Elena in deeper than it should. Suddenly, the carefully maintained line between professional and personal life begins to blur. The rules, the expectations, the life Elena's worked so hard to control all scream that nothing between them can ever happen. And yet, the pull becomes impossible to ignore. As their worlds collide, Stephanie discovers a side of life she's never dared to touch: warmth, comfort, attention, and desire from someone who sees her fully, not as a girl with a "rough" childhood, but as a woman. Together, Elena and Stephanie fall into chaos, vulnerability, and longing they didn't know they were missing. Every glance, every touch, and every moment carries risk. Risk of exposure, of judgment, of everything crashing down, all shaped by the choices resting in their hands.

Lena Carrington is at the top of the world, she not only founded Carrington Industries but she is also a genius, creating cures and antidotes all the time. Lena does what has to be done to be the best, meaning she is rather cold and only focusing on her work, it doesn't matter her own private life suffers the cost. Zoey Porter is basically a walking sunshine, not one bad bone in her body, Zoey works as Valentina Powers's assistant but her true passion are numbers and science, she also reads people like a book, she tries supressing it but she can't help it when she sees someone she can tell exactly how they are feeling and the reason behind it, except Lena Carrington, that woman is a mystery, a very attractive one at that. Zoey has a threat in her life that she tries to avoid at all costs, but will she succeed? And what will happen to her passion? Can things change for her, and will Lena play a role in it?

Veronika Koroleva Petrovna-Moscow's untouchable queen. The wealthiest, most powerful woman in Russia. A name that drips with arrogance, feared as much as it is revered. With a single glance, she ensnares. A presence so sharp it cuts. To her, people are nothing but pawns-disposable, forgettable, irrelevant. Trust is a currency too expensive to waste. Loneliness is not a curse; it is a necessity. No parents, no attachments, no weaknesses. Begging? Pleading? Nyet. That is beneath her. Luciana "La Reina" Monteserra-Madrid's deadliest shadow. A queen of ruin and carnage, cloaked in elegance. Cold. Calculating. Lacking even the pretense of empathy. She does not ask. She takes. What she touches, she owns. What she claims, she keeps. No one defies her. No one escapes her grasp. But Veronika? Veronika was the exception. The one thing she could never own.