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obsession || ms venable x reader

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LECTURES 95,038
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Chapitres 23
Durée 3h 17m

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{ My heart hammered through my chest, feeling like my breathing had been restricted as she took two steps forward, backing me into the desk and flashing me with the terrifying glint in her eyes. I should be running away from her twisted ways, because she'd done terrible things, awful things, and yet through the intimidation and fear, I found myself being willingly drawn into her dangerous yet intoxicating darkness.. }

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Ms Venable had caught your eye from the first moment you walked into her classroom. But little did you know she was watching. She's always watching.





[A lot darker themes than my previous books]Tous Droits Réservés

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Ms Chambers, écrit par light-read

A slow-burn WLW dark romance exploring the blurred lines between power, desire, and identity. When Naomi Bennett returns from a year abroad, she's ready to start fresh - new course, new friends, new version of herself. Psychology was never part of the plan, but it's hers now... even if her parents still wish she'd studied law instead. Then comes Ms Chambers. Beautiful. Unreadable. Dangerous in ways Naomi can't quite put into words. A woman who owns every room she walks into - including the lecture hall. Naomi doesn't like her. She's too confident. Too composed. Too... something. But for someone she supposedly can't stand, Ms Chambers is increasingly hard to ignore. The tension is quiet, precise - threaded through loaded glances and careful silences. It's just in Naomi's head. Isn't it? As boundaries blur and obsession simmers beneath the surface, Naomi begins to question everything - what she wants, what she knows, and who she really is beneath the version of herself she's always performed. Because some lessons don't stay in the classroom. ⚠️ Content / Trigger Warnings: (Please avoid reading if any of the following may affect you.) Emotional manipulation Power imbalances Age gap Questioning / confusion around sexuality Gaslighting Obsessive behaviour Toxic relationships Coercion CNC Mild alcohol use / binge drinking

Squeak, écrit par anboyden

She was the undesired outcast, who stood out, yet simultaneously blended effortlessly into the background. I could see the panic in her glassy brown eyes as she prayed her way through the crowded hallways. She'd tightly clutch that cross around her neck, full lips whispering, asking her God to spare her from their scornful glares, hateful comments, and the occasional rough-up. Silly girl. Did she not know that he was not listening and he would never save her? Like Jesus, she was the sacrificial lamb. The anxiety-riddled girl would burst through the doors of the school's library with her chest heaving, heart racing, and sweat dripping from her temples. I'd watch her from the shadows as she stored her items behind the check-out counter, preparing for her free period she spent assisting the school librarian. I clenched my teeth, watching her wheel a cart of books throughout the aisles as she cheerfully hummed her Sunday hymnals. She wore a green and blue pinafore dress that fell mid-calf on her shapely body. She attempted to hide that body from me with oversized clothes, but you could never outfox a fox. They spoke pure blasphemy when they labeled her undesirable because I desired Jezebel Holmes in the worst way. Those opaque white stockings our classmates teased her for wearing did nothing but spur countless hours of fantasies. I'd dream about ripping her tights apart, right at her center, revealing her virginal cotton white panties covering her untouched paradise. I'd yank them to the side and taste her fear in her cum. Her stockings would find themselves strangling her neck while I fucked a believer out of her. I would be the one she'd pray to absolve her of her sins. I would be the one she would seek protection from. I would be her guiding light. I would be her God. #1 in Dark Romance #1 in Tainted Love #1 in Preacher's Daughter 1st Place in General Category - Hearts Award

𝐎𝐛𝐞𝐲𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐡𝐞𝐫 [Venable X Reader], écrit par elisatheron

⚢ [Sarah Paulson FF] After the nuclear bombs had hit the ground, a radiation contamination had swept over the world, killing mankind. But somewhere between chaos, horror and destruction I'd survived in Outpost 3, a subterranean fallout shelter inhabited by a few other survivors. I was one of the last vestiges of civilized life on the planet alive in a sanctuary. Nevertheless, appearances can be deceptive. Far too late I witnessed that terrible things were going on down here: People went missing, the neglection of the house-rules at the outpost was dealt with punishment and torture and Miss Venable, the cold and intimidating matriarch who ruled the outpost with an iron fist seemed to have a dark secret. Little did I know that Miss Venable was observing me but also at the same time developing a strong desire she'd never felt before towards another woman. **** [American Horror Story Apocalypse / Sarah Paulson Fan-Fiction] Certain actions of the main character are related to a form of Stockholm syndrome! **** #1 Sarahpaulson [May 2020] [Completed in 2019]

I Know You Need Me! (Ms Venable x Fem Reader), écrit par Ellio_Dimitrescu

Working for Ms Wilhemina Venable as her trusted assistant at Kineros Robotics before the bombs destroyed the world. Ms Venable liked you enough to give you a position working for her at the outpost she was in charge of. As you were deeply in love with Ms Venable you accepted without hesitation! Now with Ms Venable in control, there were new rules you had to follow some more difficult than others. But you knew there would be punishments if you didn't always oblige... ~Bad Spelling and Grammar!~

The First and the Last, écrit par Minionsbanana691

The night before her 22nd birthday Rose decides she's losing her virginity. Desperate and running out of time she forces her best friend to sneak into an exclusive club with her and help her find someone, anyone, to sleep with, when she is taken home albeit a little reluctantly by no other than her former English teacher(The woman she's spent 4 years obsessing over) only to wake up the next day on a cab with a 20 dollar bill stuffed into her pocket, a sorry written on sharpie on her left arm and a sticky note stuck on her forehead. Three years later, Rose is now an English teacher herself. Having moved thousands of miles away from the big city she grew up with to teach in a tiny tone alongside her best friend. What will happen when they get a new principal who is a little too similar to the raven-haired woman she once loved? ........... "Bend over the desk" she commands, her tone leaving no space for arguments and my cheeks flush a deeper shade of red, my eyes widening as I fight my body's response to follow her command right away. "What?" "Now! I don't want to hear another word from you unless I give you permission, got it?" What the hell have I gotten myself into? Is it too late to quit? Do I even want to quit? My mind reels but I follow her orders, my body uncomfortably laying on her desk, her placard digging into the side of my torso painfully. I try to control my breathing, but it's labored and I'm sure if she makes it there, I'll be embarrassingly wet.

The Hot Professor ✅, écrit par Romantic_stories123

The Hot Series (Book 1) Story Of a Mysterious Professor, a girl full of life and Mr. Stranger. ***** He is not just kissing me, I'm feeling like he's telling me how much he loves me through his soft and gentle kiss. His hands travelled down my spine and grasped my waist. He pulled me closer until no space left between us. Our chest rubbed against each other, arousing our desire. I can hear his heartbeat against my chest. He's taking my breath away from me and giving his breath to me. He's stealing my soul with my breath. **** He gave me a grin as they all student left, I averted my eyes to show him my fake anger. He strolled to the door and shut it close. "Sir, what are you doing?" I asked dramatically as he locked the door. He turned around, his lips drawn up into a naughty smile. "I need to spend some private time with my student." He's sauntering to me, gazing at me, having desires in his bewitching black eyes. My heart started racing, only with the thoughts of what he'll do to me. I'm excited to spend some time with my Hottie Professor in the classroom. This is making me excited. I'm looking at him in anticipation. "But your favourite student is still angry with you." I turned my face on the other side as he reached in front of me. "Then her professor has his own to pacify his favourite student." He cooed, holding my chin with his thumb and finger. As he turned my face to him, I pouted angrily. "Oh, really? So what are those ways ?" I sassed, removing his hand from my chin. As he abruptly grasped my bare waist, I shivered because of his touch. He lifted me from the floor and made me sit on the desk. We gazed into each other eyes passionately in utter silence, the only sound we could hear is our heartbeats. He started coming close to my lips, gazing into my eyes fondly. His warm breath caressing my face. Warning : This story will be hot and romantic.

The Limits , écrit par SourTheSour

a Wilhemina Venable x Reader fanfiction. Wilhemina Venable, leader of Outpost 3, was once the secretary and HR for Kineros Robotics. Before she got news about the bombs, she had been bitten by a werewolf. She tried to tend to the wound, but it only got worse. Now, she must lead Outpost 3 with a dirty secret. However, it isn't until (Y/N), a young woman, proves to be a sore fang in Venable's mouth that the wolf comes out. Will she push the limits of her demonic strength, or will (Y/N) tame the beast that lays just under her skin. ---- THIS STORY IS NOT FOR MINORS. PLEASE READ THE FIRST PAGE FOR WARNINGS OF SENSITIVE TOPICS.

Lessons of the Heart (TeacherxStudent - wlw), écrit par cbooks_30

It was never supposed to mean anything. Just a fleeting moment. A beautiful mistake, soaked in midnight and quiet desperation. One night to forget the rules. To taste freedom in the arms of a stranger. To let go without thinking of the morning after. No goodbyes. No consequences. Only touches that lingered too long, and memories etched into skin like whispers. But fate doesn't play fair. Because when Mia stepped into her classroom that Monday morning, time didn't just stop. It held its breath. And there she was. The stranger from that night. But not draped in shadows this time. No, now she stood in the light. Composed. Commanding. Off-limits. Her new English teacher. Their eyes met. A flash of recognition. A pause too long to be innocent. Mia's heart stumbled in her chest. The room faded, voices dulled, the world narrowed to just her. The woman she wasn't supposed to see again. The woman who now held her future in the palm of her hand. And maybe, just maybe, still remembered everything.

Could You Love Me? || Ms Venable, écrit par honeypaulson

**** "There are more things in heaven and earth, Horatio, than are dreamt of in our philisophy." - Hamlet, act 1, scene 5 **** I never knew anything but a deep rooted sadness. The world had ended, what chance did I have of feeling a little glimmer of hope, or even happiness? But then I fell in love with the outpost leader, Ms Venable. **** Started in February 2020, ended in July 2020. ****

Certified Pervert, écrit par simpleshy03

I've always been so fucking obsessed to her. She's so fucking hot as hell! Even the way she walks can make me so damn aroused! I love to stare at her body all day long. Specially, at her boobs! I want to grab and squeeze it! Damn! I bet it's fucking soft! I always follow her secretly wherever she go. I like watching her taking a bath and same as when she sleeps naked at night! How I got to stalk her at her room? Thats a fucking secret! The moment I saw her body, I already branded her as MINE! No! I can't keep following her at a distance! I want to watch her up closely so I decided to runaway to our damn mansion and I fucking throw my self at her doorsteps. How could she shut her door at her student? So, she let me stay at her home and she informed my father regarding my whereabouts. Who the fuck cares? My father? Oh C'mon! He's always busy following my mother like a goddamn bodyguard. A grin made it's way to my face as I looked at the furniture of my professors home. My hot professor to be exact. My hot obsession.

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Ms Chambers

A slow-burn WLW dark romance exploring the blurred lines between power, desire, and identity. When Naomi Bennett returns from a year abroad, she's ready to start fresh - new course, new friends, new version of herself. Psychology was never part of the plan, but it's hers now... even if her parents still wish she'd studied law instead. Then comes Ms Chambers. Beautiful. Unreadable. Dangerous in ways Naomi can't quite put into words. A woman who owns every room she walks into - including the lecture hall. Naomi doesn't like her. She's too confident. Too composed. Too... something. But for someone she supposedly can't stand, Ms Chambers is increasingly hard to ignore. The tension is quiet, precise - threaded through loaded glances and careful silences. It's just in Naomi's head. Isn't it? As boundaries blur and obsession simmers beneath the surface, Naomi begins to question everything - what she wants, what she knows, and who she really is beneath the version of herself she's always performed. Because some lessons don't stay in the classroom. ⚠️ Content / Trigger Warnings: (Please avoid reading if any of the following may affect you.) Emotional manipulation Power imbalances Age gap Questioning / confusion around sexuality Gaslighting Obsessive behaviour Toxic relationships Coercion CNC Mild alcohol use / binge drinking