Harry Potter Professor Quirrell

I’m the straight-A, first class princess. And yes, I’m currently getting blackmailed into sucking off my hot married professor under his desk every week while he details exactly how he’s going to knock me up before the semester’s over. The problem? I let him blackmail me and I love it here. Then my asshole stepbrother Jax catches me reeking of faculty dick late at night. Does he tell? No. He bends me over and fucks me stupid and bare, and informs me I’m his breeding bitch now, gonna keep me knocked up and locked in his wing like a pretty little secret while he has a girlfriend he's supposed to be engaged to in a while. And Riley? My gorgeous bi bestie who’s been pining since junior year? She’s in my bed every night after, but I want a boyfriend for my self too. Call me ruined. I call it happiness. Good girls run. I’m staying right here, legs open, waiting to see who gets to fill me first. ~Yesss~ This is a steamy story but of course it contains sweet love and shows how life could be hot complicated but lovely as well. XD

Lena thought graduate school would be about focus, discipline, and finally proving to herself that she belonged in the world of academics. Books, research, and long nights in the library—that was the plan. Romance had no place in it. Especially not with the one man who should have been completely off-limits. Professor Jace Carrington is everything Lena was warned about. Brilliant. Confident. Dangerous in his quiet control. His lectures command attention, his presence silences a room, and when his eyes find hers across the crowded lecture hall, she feels both seen and undone. He is a man who draws lines with precision—and a man who knows exactly how to make someone want to cross them. What begins as a spark of curiosity turns into stolen glances, late-night office hours, and conversations that blur the line between mentorship and something far more intimate. Jace’s rules are simple: no one can know, and she always has a choice. But rules are easy to write and far harder to follow. The deeper Lena falls, the more she realizes this isn’t just attraction—it’s obsession, it’s surrender, and it’s freedom all at once. Secrets, however, have a way of surfacing, and on a campus where whispers spread like wildfire, forbidden love can burn everything in its path. Lessons After Dark is a steamy, character-driven romance filled with power, temptation, and the dangerous pull of a secret relationship. For readers who crave tension, intimacy, and the thrill of crossing every line you were told not to, this story will keep you turning pages long after the lights go out.

In ihrem ersten Jahr an der Universität, geprägt von tiefer Einsamkeit und dem verzweifelten Verlangen nach Zugehörigkeit, greift Lara, eine junge Gotikerin mit hexischem Erbe, zu einem uralten Blutzauber, um von Dorian, ihrem Literaturprofessor, begehrt zu werden. Was als Ritual beginnt, um seine Aufmerksamkeit zu erobern, verwandelt sich rasch in eine Spirale krankhafter Obsession, die beide verschlingt. Dorian, ein verheirateter und angesehener Mann, sieht sein gesamtes Leben zusammenbrechen, als der Zauber seinen Geist korrumpiert und ihn in eine finstere, verdorbene Version seiner selbst verwandelt. Besitzergreifend. Gewalttätig. Unwiedererkennbar. Er gibt alles für Lara auf: seine Ehe, seine Karriere, seine Moral. Doch je mehr er sich der Obsession hingibt, desto stärker verschwimmt die Grenze zwischen Zauber und Realität. Es folgt ein gefährlicher Tanz aus Macht und Unterwerfung, in dem Lara erkennt, dass manche Zauber sich nicht kontrollieren lassen. Gefangen in einem Netz ihrer eigenen Schöpfung, muss sie mit ansehen, wie der Professor, den sie einst vergötterte, sich in einen obsessiven Kerkermeister verwandelt. Er entführt sie in ein verlassenes Haus, in dem Liebe zu Folter verkommt, und Begierde zu Zerstörung.

On campus, he was the most well-behaved student in the entire department. Oversized hoodies, black-rimmed glasses, quiet enough to fade into the background. Even when facing the notoriously strict Professor Elliott, he would only lower his head, clutch his books, and murmur a timid, “Professor.” At night, he became the most intoxicating dancer in the club. He wrapped himself around the pole, bent low, rolled his hips—each movement driving the men below into a frenzy. Bills were stuffed into the strap around his thigh as they shouted his name. To cover his obscene tuition fees, he took a private party offering an equally obscene payout. Inside the VIP room, he straddled the pole, bathed in dim, hazy light, fingers reaching for the final restraint he was meant to undo. Suddenly, the man lounging on the sofa stubbed out his cigar and stood. The light swept across his face— It was Elliott. The very man he feared most by day. He walked onto the stage step by step, then slammed him hard against the pole in full view of everyone. “Can’t even breathe in front of me during the day,” Elliott sneered, “but at night you’re here shaking your ass, begging men to f*k you?” His mentor wrenched his arms behind his back. Hot lips brushed his trembling earlobe, his voice low and dangerous. “Noah,” he murmured, “if you’re that desperate for money… why didn’t you just come to me? How much—per night?” He panicked and tried to struggle, but Elliott forced his legs apart with his knee, pinning him against the cold metal. “Don’t hide,” Elliott said softly. “Now. Take off the rest—right in front of me. And if you perform well…” A pause, deliberate. “I’ll pay you ten times tonight’s fee

Leon always believed he was an ordinary human, until the night he woke up in a strange medical facility, surrounded by strangers who insisted he belonged to the Shifter Realm. Thrown into a world ruled by werewolves, hierarchy, and ancient laws, Leon learns he is an omega whose scent is so potent it destabilizes every alpha around him. His arrival at Shifter University instantly sends the campus into chaos. Two men are affected the most: Roan Blackthorn, a dominant alpha with a violent reputation and a past tied to Leon in ways he doesn’t understand; and Professor Alister Vale, a brilliant, cold, dangerously controlled shifter who once almost kissed Leon in the human world. Their rivalry sparks the moment they meet, pulling Leon into a dangerous gravitational field of desire, possessiveness, and unspoken history. Leon wants neither of them, but can’t deny the pull toward both, a pull that grows stronger each time his omega instincts flare. The truth begins to unravel when Leon uses a mysterious key left by his human lawyer. It opens a hidden safe on campus containing papers from his parents: a royal pack seal, documents proving his rare omega lineage, and a terrifying warning, The Null Order is hunting you. The Order’s presence becomes undeniable when Leon’s first heat hits, violent enough to collapse him. Roan and Alister both sense it from afar, colliding outside his door in a feral fight for dominance and access. It takes both men working together to stabilize him, and in that moment, the first threads of an impossible triad bond begin forming. But the danger only escalate Will there love survive or will it be crushed under the weight of this danger?

Kapag ang isang tahimik at mahinhing babae ay hindi inaasahang mapadpad sa mundo ng isang propesor na reserbado at malamig sa damdamin, sisiklab ang apoy na hindi nila inakala. Mula sa mga ilang at alanganing pagtatagpo at mga lihim na unti-unting nabubunyag, mamumulat ang isang ugnayang puno ng lambing at tukso. Sa gitna ng mga hindi pagkakaunawaan, halakhak, at mga sulyapang palihim, matutunaw kaya ang kanilang mga puso at mahahanap ang pag-ibig na mas higit kaysa sa kanilang inaakala?

She was once the cherished daughter of a respected professor, but now, she is nothing more than a shadow in the city-poor, struggling, and alone. Whispers follow her wherever she goes. Beauty like hers, they say, is a curse for a girl without power. They assume she'll do anything for money. But she is fire, untamed and unbroken. The university, once her father's legacy, is now under the control of a powerful man-a man who watches her with a cruel smile, waiting for the moment she will break. He holds the strings to her fate, dragging her into a silent war where wealth and control always win. Then, he returns. The boy who once played by her side, the boy who vanished the night of the tragedy, is back-no longer a friend, no longer the boy she knew. Now, he stands at the front of the lecture hall, wearing the title of Professor. His cold, unreadable eyes lock onto hers. His touch lingers like a ghost from the past. He helps her in the shadows, yet she feels his presence in every downfall she faces. Does he still hold the warmth of their past, or has he returned only to watch her drown? As secrets unravel and desires ignite, she must decide-fight against the power that seeks to destroy her, or surrender to the darkness lurking within the man she once called her own.

“Paint me.” She said and immediately he looked up, his pupils dilated and he froze. “W..what.. you.” he stuttered, stumbling over his words despite his bear sized build and rough looks. “Why professor? You said you needed a muse, you didn't say you needed a dressed one.” She muttered, her lips curving into a smirk and then as his eyes raked over her naked body, she began to trace the contours of her shape. Slowly, her hand slid downwards massaging, caressing and working her body and then it finally stopped right between her legs. As she made to speak, the door slammed open and she watched two other hulking figures saunter in, their shoulders trembling. In their eyes, she saw anger, possessiveness and lust that made her both hot and scared at the same time. *** Christiana is in no way what one would call a saint. She was the brattiest and craziest firecracker. So when one of the features of her fantasy makes an appearance, you cannot expect that she would not want to live out her fantasies. Especially when suddenly she has to live in the same house as the man of her fantasies. Christiana had three problems. One, her parents were suddenly involved in an accident, leaving her in both despair and debt. Two, Her father's closest friend suddenly asked her to move in with him. Three, Her father's best friend is in fact none other than the star in her fantasies. As if that's not enough, she also has to tackle two hockey brothers who would do anything to claim her as theirs. Maybe, her problem is more than three. Fuck that, three is the right number. Three hot men who make her body burn like never before. What will Christiana do?

"Royce Devereaux isn’t your average hot professor. He has a lot of rules in his professional and personal life. He keeps both worlds separated. He has to. He’s somewhat of a public figure—and yes, he’s made enemies climbing to the top. Being a world-famous paleontology professor doesn’t mix well with his romantic life. He likes his sex rough, and a whole lot of naughty. Which means his students are 100% off limits.One problem. His new graduate student assistant, Kenzie. She looks at him like a kid looks at birthday cake, and he doesn’t like it. Except, he does. He likes it too much. She’s feisty and smart—which only makes him want to tie her up and master her body. And her buttoned-up librarian look—it makes him want to strip her naked…slowly. He has to find a way to ignore her. It’s only one semester. Right?But when an enemy decides to use Kenzie to force his hand, Royce has no choice but to keep her close. Very, very close. His two worlds have just collided. He just hopes he can let her go once the danger is over…The Darkest Hour is created by Lauren Smith, an EGlobal Creative Publishing signed author."

My mother got remarried. I thought it would be a better turn — a new father, a stable home and a chance to breathe. The plan was simple; move on from my toxic ex, survive my final year in college and stay out of family drama. Until I met him at dinner. My new stepbrother. The new head of my department in school. Rough, tattooed and deadly hot. The leader of dead vultures club. He was everything I was supposed to avoid. Instead, I ended up slammed over his desk. We played with fire, we were reckless. It was addicting but very wrong. When the cloud of dangerous affection clears, whose life gets ruined first? His career and club or my entire existence?