Teacher-student Stories

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

Irha Fatima's life has been marked by silence, pain, and survival, a fragile soul carrying scars no one ever saw. Sarim Waleed, her teacher, carries storms of guilt and unspoken care, torn between duty and desire. Their worlds collide in secrecy, where his protective gestures - a phone, clothes, freedom - become lifelines, and her whispered "Sir" reveals both gratitude and vulnerability. Together they walk the thin line between forbidden love and fragile healing, bound by trust, guilt, and an unbreakable pull toward each other. But the question is will they end-up together ? #ForbiddenLove #DarkRomance #EmotionalHealing #RomanticDrama #BrokenButLoved #HealingThroughLove #IrhaFatima

He was meant to die. When Harry Potter struck the final blow, the world believed Tom Riddle had finally ended. But death was never a certainty-only an inconvenience. While the Wizarding World celebrated its victory, what they believed to be Voldemort was destroyed-only a perfected copy, a puppet created to carry his downfall in his place. The real Tom Riddle had remained hidden all along, untouched, unseen, and unclaimed, waiting in silence as the world accepted the wrong death.. Now he has returned under a new name. A new face. A new purpose. Hogwarts welcomes him back as Defence Against the Dark Arts professor, unaware that the enemy never left-it simply learned to hide better. And in the shadows of the castle, Tom Riddle does not seek chaos first, nor power, nor even Potter's downfall. His revenge begins with something far more delicate. Y/N Potter. Harry's twin. The one mistake he did not anticipate surviving him. At first, she is only a means to an end-an instrument to dismantle Harry's legacy piece by piece. But obsession is a dangerous kind of magic. It rewrites intent. It blurs control. And somewhere between calculated vengeance and stolen glances in dim corridors, Tom Riddle begins to realize something unthinkable: He no longer wants to destroy her. He wants her to remain. Forever. The enemy didn't leave Hogwarts. He stayed. For her.

Continuation of Book 1, Do read it before coming here.. Thank you!! 😊

At first, I just wanted to write a Oneshot about this, but then I wrote more and more parts - obviously a dirty mind 🍋😅. In this book, I will upload the chapters of this story, including a lot of smut and including the ones that are already in my short story book. Enjoy the stories 😊 TW: anorexia, (sexual) relationship between teacher and student, self-harm, many kinks etc mentioned #1 teachersmut (14.11.23, 20.11.23, 16.05.24, 08.09.24, 11.04.26, 01.05.26, 03.05.26, 27.05.26, 08.06.26) #2 remuslupinsmut (06.03.24, 08.02.26, 27.05.26) #1 adultcontent (04.05.24) #2 teachersmut (19.05.24, 30.09.24) #3 remuslupinsmut (19.05.24, 26.07.24, 30.09.24, 03.05.26) #1 remuslupinsmut (31.05.24, 04.06.25, 02.11.25) #3 teachersmut (05.03.25, 08.02.26) #2 severussnape (24.03.25) #4 remuslupinsmut (20.05.25) #2 remusxreader (20.05.25) #3 adultcontent (14.06.25) #2 adultcontent (08.02.26) #3 teacher (08.02.26) #3 inlove (11.04.26) #2 inlove (13.04.26) #2 professorlupin (13.04.26) #3 professorlupin (16.04.26) #2 remus (03.05.26) #1 inlove (03.05.26) ☆°•~☽°•~☆°•~☽°•~☆°•~☽°•~☆°•~☽°•~☆°•~☽ Disclaimer: I do not own the characters and J. K. Rowling owns all rights. The actions are fictitious. I do not make any money from this and I undertake not to damage the original work with my publication. + Sometimes I use own characters, but in this case it will be marked at the top of the chapters as follows: OC: *name* The cover isn't mine, you can find it here: https://youtu.be/1RAoYJlcfZ4?si=k46o79K_WSk6nk6j

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To the students of Hernandez Madrigal University, she was an untouchable titan. Professor Theodora Celestine Hernandez Madrigal, 26, didn't just walk down the polished hallways of the campus; she owned them. CEO of her own company ,the Madrigal Grand Hotels and Restaurants, university president at Hernandez Madrigal University, and senior lecturer, her presence alone could freeze a room in absolute silence. She was cold, precise, and entirely devoid of warmth. Her golden, amber eyes read people like open books, calculating their worth in seconds. She lived behind impenetrable walls, sheltered by power, wealth, and absolute control. Then came the sudden, chaotic clash in the hallway on the first day of the semester. Zacharia Gabrielle Miranda, 22 , was just a scholar trying to survive. Juggling relentless classes and late-night shifts at a local cafe, Gab was perpetually exhausted, her life an endless cycle of heavy textbooks and oversized jackets. Yet beneath her tired frame lay a breathtaking contrast-eyes the color of an ocean, deep, expressive, and impossible to ignore. She never meant to look up with those wide, trembling ocean eyes at her terrifying professor standing over her. What began as a tense, unforgiving encounter in that hallway quickly spiraled into something far more dangerous. Their love grows quietly in the shadows, sustained by unspoken truths. But when every secret is exposed, will their love be strong enough to survive the lies that brought them together?

A story about a 25 year old female teacher (Michaela) and a 17 year old female student (Katherine) she was caught by the charm of this girl student that somehow will change her perspective in life.

Anahira Hamayun Shah never wanted mathematics, and she never wanted him in her life. Yet fate places her in a classroom where the man she resents most becomes the one she cannot avoid. She is expressive, stubborn, and ruled by emotions he never shows. He is calm, silent, and burdened by truths he never explains. between family expectations, old wounds, and a past neither of them is ready to revisit, hate begins to blur into something far more dangerous. "The Sum of Hearts" is a story of pride and prejudice, silence and storms-where love doesn't arrive gently, but fights its way through resentment, time, and truth.

මියදුන හදවත් හිතුවක්කාර , නාහෙට අහන්නෙ නැති , සල්ලිකර , අඩම්බරකාර tomboy කෙනෙකුට තමන්ට school කාලෙදී කැමත්තෙන් හිටපු ලස්සන , ගෙදර බරකරට ගත්ත , දක්ෂ , busy , Korean යන්න ඉන්න physical class teacher කෙනෙක් හමුවුනොත් කොහොම ද නෙ ? ඉතින් තමන්ව school කාලේ reject කරපු එ අඩම්බරකාර tomboyට second chance එකක් තියෙයි ද? නැත්තං මේ tomboyව දාලා මේ teacher Korean යයිද ? නැත්තං මේ tomboyත් Korean යයිද ? ගේදරින් මොනා කියයි ද? අපි බලමු මේ teacherටයි . Tomboyටයි මොනවෙයි ඩ කියලා . 😉🫶🏻 ​╔════ ✧･ﾟ: * 🌹⚡🌹 * :･ﾟ✧ ════╗ 【 ✍️ 𝐊 𝐀 𝐕 𝐄 𝐄 】 ╚════ ✧･ﾟ: * 🌹⚡🌹 * :･ﾟ✧ ════╝

She fell first, her man fell harder.... HIS POV... i doubt.... can we ever able stand side b..y side to eachother after they known about.... us........do they accept our being together? ....she said,i known my lil girl can't control her overthinking but i am always there to listen to her I lift her chin from my pinky finger , just to look into those heavenly eyes but now tears has taken place which hurts me more, i wiped her tears & cared her cheecks to calm her "lil baby , don't worry I'm here , ALWAYS!....so just trust me , do you ? ...i said,for my world i can do anything " I doooo I dooo"she said, i know her eyes already told me & she wrapped her hand over my neck because she know we only find comfort in eachother arms.....true, i pressed a kissed on her forehead for more than mins..............whatever she said was never required words for me her sign is enough for me...for my whole life we stayed like that for long like world doesn't exist , i know i can't leave without my lil girl..my siya

| teacher x student | wxw | slow burn | When 19-year-old Lena James enters English Literature class, she expects nothing special. Instead, she meets Ms. Sinclair her cold, sharp-tongued British literature teacher. Elegant, cutting, and unbearably superior. From the very first lesson, the 34-year-old woman seems to take pleasure in dismantling Lena's every opinion with cruel precision. Lena hates her. She hates the condescending red marks on her essays, the raised eyebrow that makes her feel small, and the way Ms. Sinclair lingers in her thoughts long after class ends. But hate this intense has a way of twisting into something far more dangerous. With a strict 15-year age gap and an unbreakable teacher-student boundary, their slow-burning tension threatens to break every rule both in literature and in real life. Some lessons aren't taught kindly. And some hatreds taste too much like desire. "Ms. Sinclair's Secret"

His deep yet contagious chuckle. His warm and comforting smile. His charming emerald green eyes with gold flakes throughout that sparkle if he stands in the sunlight just right. His husky voice that makes the hairs on the back of my neck stand up. Him. There's nothing he can't do that doesn't amaze me. There's only one problem - he's my teacher. As a junior in high school, Charlotte McLaney, has a lot on her plate that she has to decide on how she wants to digest everything - college, work, family, friends, and personal stuff. There's room for one more thought and it's occupied by Mr. Bentley. Elijah Bentley. A 30 year old, 6'3", scattered tattoos, built, light skin that's been kissed by the sun, dimples that you can see when he speaks but are more prominent when he smiles, and a jawline that must've been chiseled by the Gods.

حيث الطّالبُ السّيّء تَايهيُونغ يَقَعُ عَشيقًا لأستاذِه بارك جِيمِين. و مَا منْ حلّ أو سَبيلٍ له إلا أن يَجوسَ الحُبّ من أستَاذِهِ.. " و طَالَ بيَ الدّهرُ و انا أغرَقُ شَآبيبَ الدّيسمِ و الظّلام، أمُوتُ قهرًا في همّي و الأحزَان، إلا أنّه كانَ لي النّورَ و الضّيّاء ،فما تَشرّبَ كيَانِي رَجلا غَيرهُ بهذا القَدرِ من الحُبّ و العُنفوَان، فإني له كنتُ عَشيقًا أسيرًا، و هيَامِي به كانَ كبيرًا ،ذلكَ الأشقرُ الأخّاذ ". كيم تَايهيُونغ. " عِشتُ أنا العَذَاب لسِنين، و ذقتُ من قَدحِ الأسَى إلى أن نِلتُ كِفايَتي من جُورِ الحَيَاةِ المَرِير، و ها هوَ قدْ دَخلَ حَياتِي قسرًا حتّى يُنَكّلَ بقَلبِي و يكَتّلَ رُوحِي،و يَجعَلنِي أغرَقُ أكثرَ في غَمَامِ شَجَنِي ". بارك جِيمِين. جِيمِين الخَاضِع. تَايهيُونغ المُسَيطر. فارِق العمر: ستّ سَنَواتٍ. ملاحظة: التّحديث بطيء. 14/9/2024.

Christian believes everything can be explained. Every question has an answer. Every problem, a solution. Every life, a pattern. Then Evelyn becomes his teaching assistant. She is chaos in colorful pens, too-sweet coffee, and questions he was never prepared to answer. She wasn't part of the plan. Wanting her wasn't part of the theory. But when one innocent question leads them into the path of a secret society quietly shaping the future, they discover Evelyn was never the one they were watching. Christian was. And the answers buried in his past may change everything he thought he knew about himself. Somewhere between what can be proven and what must be chosen, they become the one theory neither of them saw coming. 𝓣𝓱𝓮 𝓣𝓱𝓮𝓸𝓻𝔂 𝓸𝓯 𝓾𝓼

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He built his career on reading minds. She built hers on hiding hers. Harper Holt doesn't just study crime-she dissects people. As a sophomore Criminology major, her greatest defense is keeping everyone at a distance, analyzing the world from behind an invisible shield. She has her entire academic year planned out down to the minute. Until she walks into her Advanced Profiling lecture expecting a familiar mentor, only to find Professor Julian Jensen behind the desk. Julian is young, razor-sharp, and carrying the dark scars of a forensic psychiatry past that almost destroyed him. He runs his classroom like an interrogation room, enforcing strict boundaries and demanding absolute precision. Forced into close quarters as his Teaching Assistant, Harper finds her clinical detachment crumbling. Julian isn't just a professor-he's the first person who looks at her and actually sees through her walls. As late-autumn rain settles over the brick campus, late-night office hours and sharp debates blur the line between professional restraint and a dangerous, unspoken attraction. But in a room full of psychological mind games, trust is a liability. Harper is guarding a secret that could destroy her reputation-and Julian has spent years learning how to uncover what people are hiding. When the truth finally leaks into the light, both will learn that in Julian Jensen's class, the most dangerous subject to study is each other.

Sarah White is a 17 year old girl who is in love with books, you could call her a nerd but her looks tells other wise. Her disadvantage is being short. She's very feisty when it comes to guys but that only makes them want her more. She just starts off senior year when she hears about a new French teacher. She's an expert in French so when he says a few words to her, to his surprise she understands every bit. Derick Heights is a 28 year old but he still looks like a Greek god. When he comes to teach at a high school he brings every girl to their knees including their principal well except for Sarah, He can't help but feel attracted to the girl at first sight. He speaks to her in French because he was told that they were all beginners but surprisingly she repeats what he said in front of the whole class embarrassing him. He try's to dislike her by giving her a bad grade but it backfires. "Why do you do that!!!!" I yelled at him. "Do what" he smiled innocently "Glare at every guy that looks at me" "OPEN YOUR EYES, they just want you in bed" "So why do u care so much!!!!????" I asked with pure rage "Because I AM IN LOVE WITH YOU" he shouted. my anger was gone and replaced with confusion but I was also aware of every intimate moment we had shared before this. He's my teacher this can't happen, I thought for the millionth time this school year. I looked at him and noticed he had moved closer so we were only inches away and his eyes were staring deep into mine but then it flickered to my lips....

Eleanor Vance owns the city, the cars, and the very university she teaches at. She's cold, dominant, and has no room for distractions. Until Maya Collins walks into her lecture. Maya is shy, curious, and struggling with a body that feels like a traitor. She's a submissive soul hiding a wicked streak, and she can't stop staring at the woman at the front of the room. The syllabus says they're Professor and Student. Eleanor's gaze says Maya is hers. Leanining in close enough for Maya to smell her expensive perfume, Eleanor whispers: "In this room, I don't give grades, Miss Collins. I give orders. And next time youstare at my ass, at least try to hide it." Then, the Ice Queen winks.

"I love you" "You still have this special part in my heart.....but I'm over you" Started: Nov 27, 2024 Finished: