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Il Maestro

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Una violinista ventenne, studentessa di Conservatorio -per giunta bulimica- affronta il cammino per giungere all'agognato Diploma (e per sopravvivere a se stessa). Il tutto accompagnato dal rapporto patologico di ossessione-odio nei confronti del suo Maestro. L'evoluzione di una ragazza che si trasforma in donna, di una studentessa che diventa Maestro, di un rapporto che ha la pungenza del ghiaccio e il calore del fuoco, l'ambivalenza di entrambi gli elementi.All Rights Reserved

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Conversations in the bedroom by weronia-writes

Ferrara is in her final year of uni and while everyone around seems to be getting settled or wild, she feels like her life is stuck on pause. But it's fine, right? She still has half a year to figure out who she is and what she wants after all. Fabio knows exactly what he wants and it just so happens to be completely at odds with what he has to do for his family company. Dragged from Milan to an American college town, he's counting down the days. Except the more he's away, the more he starts to wonder what he's actually going back to... As Ferrara and Fabio meet it's hate at first sight but for some reason they keep ending up in his bed. And it wouldn't be so bad if it was only that - great sex and banter. But it's not. Cause then there are the conversations. And God help them both - they might actually understand each other better than anyone else. ** "So, you're coming today around dinnertime, right?" he asks me the moment I pick up. "Hi. And yeah, it's Friday." "Good. Before tonight - any hard no's'?" "Um..." "Something you don't tolerate or like." "Well, it's actually a good idea to venture into this topic though I thought we're going to talk about it..." I clear my throat before continuing, feeling awkward talking about it in a public space "You know, face to face. I think it would be more adequate for this kind of talk." "Ferrara, I'm at the grocery shop. I don't think there'll ever be a more adequate time or place for this discussion." he tells me after the most irritating sigh I have ever heard in my life and I take a deep breath to calm down. If he wants to talk about our sexual barriers while he's grocery shopping and I'm at a cafe then so be it. "Ok, fine. You can spank me, but I draw the line at anything really hurting or being highly uncomfortable mentally." There's dead silence. "I meant hard 'no's' regarding food, Ferrara. Like intolerance to something or allergies. But good to know."

The Road Less Traveled (Prof./Student) by OCEANN___

He looked so innocent reading his book, almost peaceful. I stopped in the frame, admiring his face. His brows were pulled together in a concentrated manner. His jaw was defined, leading up to his musculine body. I couldn't take my eyes from him until I heard a low chuckle. "Won't you come in?", he asked me, his blue eyes lingering on me with an indescribable look. "Eh yeah of course, sorry, I did not want to interrupt you reading.." "You would never interrupt me", he responded without any doubt in his voice. Unable to say anything else I walked towards him, my knees weak, as well as my self control. I took the seat across from him and smiled shyly at him. "So, where do we start Professor?" --------------------------- Liz had believed that this would just be her last semester in college. Nothing extraordinary. But when she met her new handsome professor, she quickly had to realise that staying on the normal path could become more difficult than she had thought. -------------------------- #1 in professor!!

Count to three: My affair with my dynamics professor (teacher x student) by womanonthehill

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.

My Boyfriend's Best Friend: Diary Of A Delightful Disasters by JoanneJamess

[18+] Dear Diary, it's me, Lola. I'm still stuck in a relationship with Ivan. Do I love him? Maybe. Am I in love with him? No. And his friends are constantly hanging in our apartment making it harder for me to deal with all the personalities living in my head. Especially HIM - Michael, my boyfriend's best friend! A classic arrogant, selfish, manipulative player, a walking red flag who thinks he can have any girl in the world. Okay, he probably can, and maybe I'm just jealous of his freedom and the ease with which he gets whatever he wants. I wonder if he could have me too... Oh God, brain, stop! I hate him, for heaven's sake! I can't let him get into my head, so I always avoid eye contact with him. If Medusa were a man, he would look like Michael. *** After facing heartbreaks and unfulfilled loves, Lola settles down with what seems like the perfect boyfriend: he's loaded, easy on the eyes, and has a degree to flaunt. He sweeps her into a world of constant parties and upscale living, but for Lola, it's all just meh. She's depressed, experiences constant mood swings, and hides her true self from everyone. In her diary, she doesn't describe the luxury that surrounds her because she despises money. Amidst battling her inner demons and trying to escape a relationship that's playing on repeat, another plot twist kicks in - her boyfriend's best friend. His charm and playful banter aren't making it any easier for Lola to keep her heart on lockdown. Now, she's stuck in a moral struggle: whether to surrender to the first positive feeling she's had in a long time or stick to the script of reason and steer clear of this dangerous attraction. *Based on the true story*

You're Annoying~ by Lisa_wryts

*Lisa Oberoi And Darsh Raichand♡* Dedication For those people who fight like it's their life's mission, swear they can't stand each other, and still somehow... always end up in the same place, arguing about absolutely nothing. Jo din mein 47 baar bolte hain, "Mujhe usse koi lena dena nahi hai," lekin uske bina har scene thoda adhoora lagta hai. Everyone thinks they hate each other. Honestly? Even they think they hate each other. But the universe? It's just sitting there like: "Sure, beta. Keep fighting. We all know👹✋🏻" --- *Tropes* Enemies to lovers Slow burn Fake dating Brothers bestfriend He fell first and harder Soft romance Sunshine x grumpy teenage love Senior x junior No toxicity romance Brothers bestfriend tropes credit- @deewanixwriters but storyline totally different Thank you♡

My professor by PinkyRose7673

I got send to a bordning school for a misunderstanding but I never anticipated to fall in love with my proffesor. I expected him to leave when my past caught up to me but he didn't, he stayed and killed for me. This story contains mature content such as: eating-disorder mentions violance rape mentions sex scenes *This story has a lot of mention of Taylor Swift, if you dislike her this story is not for you* *English is not my first lenguage so I apolagize for any misspellings and such* *This story is not yet edited*

Music brought us Together ♪ by LuxyMonster

"What's your name?" "I'm Twyla Gray." "Percy Foster." It was always Twylish's dream to enter the famous children symphony orchestra in Britain, The Hallowss. Finally, she and 4 others were chosen out of 15000 people to join the orchestra. Thrilled and overjoyed, she went to her first practice. The only problem is making friends. Unluckily, that hot boy Percy from percussions was stationed behind her forever. Percy always thought he belonged in the music life, unlike his parents and his other friends who were constantly playing with their phones and playing stupid computer games. When he first joined The Hallowss, he believed that he was meant to be there. It was his life. Until the cute git Twyla stomped her way into his life, his life had been flipped inside-out, and never the same since. *** Hope you will like this, even though it might not work out, and may end up like my previous works *** *** ((If you know what I'm talking about~)) ***

The Swan by JaideHarley

***COMPLETE*** Series coming down Nov 1st He asked me to tell him why I loved the cello and I told him but I wasn't expecting his response. "The way you describe it is so beautiful. Reminds me of what it feels like when you're really making love to someone." "Uh no. It's nothing like that," I said. "Oh I think it is. Perhaps you've never really had someone make love to you. It's euphoria and relaxation all at once if it's being done right. All those touches," he brushed his fingers against my neck and I shivered. "All the arousal," he stepped closer and dropped his head next to mine, his hot breath hitting my skin. "All the kisses in all the right places," he murmured, his lips brushing against my ear. "You can't tell me the feeling of someone filling you up and caressing your body slowly, over all the curves, all the peaks, into all the crevices while they move in and out of you, with you, making your own music with all the moans and whimpers." Emery Barner is in a long-time relationship with her highschool boyfriend, but things aren't going exactly great between them. She's struggling to support them both and trying to go to school for music, working several jobs at once. One of those job is to do what she loves: play the cello. She plays at a fancy, romantic restaurant where most people walk right by without appreciating the heart she puts into her playing, until one night when she's approached by two businessmen, one of which catches her attention more than he should. Milo Sanders, a billionaire businessman on the spectrum, is scrambling to find a replacement musician for his upcoming charity event after the one he had lined up was stolen away. Milo is stewing in anger over dinner at the loss of a popular musician, he discovers a cellist playing at the very restaurant he's in. He never intended to want anything from her except her musical talent but the more time he spends with her, the more he finds himself wanting much more from her.

Unintended Consequences by eim1993

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Conversations in the bedroom

Ferrara is in her final year of uni and while everyone around seems to be getting settled or wild, she feels like her life is stuck on pause. But it's fine, right? She still has half a year to figure out who she is and what she wants after all. Fabio knows exactly what he wants and it just so happens to be completely at odds with what he has to do for his family company. Dragged from Milan to an American college town, he's counting down the days. Except the more he's away, the more he starts to wonder what he's actually going back to... As Ferrara and Fabio meet it's hate at first sight but for some reason they keep ending up in his bed. And it wouldn't be so bad if it was only that - great sex and banter. But it's not. Cause then there are the conversations. And God help them both - they might actually understand each other better than anyone else. ** "So, you're coming today around dinnertime, right?" he asks me the moment I pick up. "Hi. And yeah, it's Friday." "Good. Before tonight - any hard no's'?" "Um..." "Something you don't tolerate or like." "Well, it's actually a good idea to venture into this topic though I thought we're going to talk about it..." I clear my throat before continuing, feeling awkward talking about it in a public space "You know, face to face. I think it would be more adequate for this kind of talk." "Ferrara, I'm at the grocery shop. I don't think there'll ever be a more adequate time or place for this discussion." he tells me after the most irritating sigh I have ever heard in my life and I take a deep breath to calm down. If he wants to talk about our sexual barriers while he's grocery shopping and I'm at a cafe then so be it. "Ok, fine. You can spank me, but I draw the line at anything really hurting or being highly uncomfortable mentally." There's dead silence. "I meant hard 'no's' regarding food, Ferrara. Like intolerance to something or allergies. But good to know."