When Lana Willows has her eyes on the prize, she doesn't let much distract her. An opening for a position as personal assistant seemed like the perfect goal to work towards, but after meeting the tantalising Miss Bardot of the famous New York Beaumont hotel, this goal proved difficult to reach. You see, Lana's eyes were now fixed on her wealthy and professional boss rather than the prize. Luckily, Miss Willows has always been noted on her ability to handle any situation. Can she wrestle her growing feelings and tame the alluring businesswoman, or will her emotions prevail her?

["You can walk away right now. Or..." She stood there, breathing a little too evenly, her eyes flickering between the door and me. Then, after what felt like a full minute, she turned- And walked away. My heart sank. I looked down, trying to ignore the sting of disappointment. It's fine. I shouldn't have- Before I could react, Valeria had spun back around, grabbed me, and pushed me into the locker room, the door clicking shut behind us. Her hands found my waist, pressing me against the door, and her mouth crashed into mine...] 🥇 txs (23. Sep. 25.) 🥈 gxg (23. Sep. 25.) 🥇 woman (10. Dec. 25.) Abigail Moore is beginning her senior year, balancing the heavy burdens of a difficult home life while fiercely protecting her younger brother and maintaining top grades. She has sworn off relationships thinking they only lead into pain. Valeria Garcia, in her first year of teaching, is determined to keep a distance from her students, haunted by a past and sleepless nights. Yet, one student in particular proofs difficult to stay away from. (As this is my first story and I have noone to proofread I used AI to run over my chapters and help me at some parts)

Valerie never believed in coincidences. A surfer, tattoo artist, and someone used to living without putting down roots, she learned how to survive in silence - until Clara appeared. Intense, restless, and trying to escape her own life, Clara turns Valerie's chaos into something dangerously close to peace. Between tropical beaches, giant waves, nights aboard luxury yachts, and glances that hide more than words ever could, the two women dive into a relationship marked by desire, tension, and impossible choices. But the ocean also carries unexpected currents. When Catarina enters the picture - wealthy, mysterious, and accustomed to controlling everything around her - the line between attraction, manipulation, and danger begins to disappear. And the harder Valerie tries to protect Clara, the more she realizes that some storms cannot be avoided. High Tides is a story about love, freedom, obsession, and courage. About broken people trying to find shelter in one another while the world around them threatens to drown everything. Because some waves cannot be escaped. And some loves arrive like a storm.

Disguised as her sickly brother, Princess Valeria of Sylvaris must play the part of a Southern prince to win a royal bride and secure peace between kingdoms. But Eryndor is not easily charmed. Behind its glittering walls stands Princess Vivienne - radiant, untouchable, and far too clever. Every glance is dangerous. Every word drips with double meaning. And every stolen moment threatens to unravel the deception Valeria was sworn to protect. When duty demands she marry another, will Valeria sacrifice her heart for her kingdom... or risk everything for the one woman she was never meant to love?

Princess Yasmin caught my chin- and claimed my mouth. The taste of stolen sweetness dissolved into heat as she kissed me-slow, consuming, deliberate. Not hunger. Control. My breath faltered. Her fingers slid to my throat, light but owning, while her other hand caged me against the wall. I didn't move. Couldn't. She took her time-every press of her lips deeper, sharper, undoing me piece by piece. A broken sound slipped out before I could stop it. She pulled back just enough, her breath hot against mine, eyes dark with something dangerous. "You think you're clever," she murmured. Her lips brushed mine again-soft, taunting. "You're not." Then she stepped away, composed, untouchable. "Next time," she said, voice cold again, "touch my dessert, and I won't stop at your lips." ❃❀✿❁✾✤ Princess Yasmin of Solmira-calm, powerful, and known for her striking beauty-is not someone people get close to. She's kind, but distant. In control. Untouchable. Until she saves the wrong person. Althena was supposed to be just another life spared-a stranger pulled from death and given a place within the palace. Instead, she becomes a disruption Yasmin can't ignore. Bold where she should be silent, fearless where she should bow, Althena challenges her... and flirts like she has nothing to lose. And for some reason... Yasmin lets her. What starts as tension turns into something deeper, something neither of them planned. But Althena isn't just a survivor. She has another identity. A darker purpose. And her presence in Solmira is anything but an accident. Now, with secrets growing and feelings getting harder to ignore, one thing becomes clear- Because when darkness finally meets the light... one of them might not make it out the same. #wlw #enemiestolovers #slowburn

When power demands sacrifice, love becomes the most dangerous game of all. Daphne Moore has everything, money, status, control. So when her family demands she marry Ashleigh Blackthorne, heir to a her family's empire, she agrees. It's business, nothing more. Two powerful names bound together to build an empire. But months into their perfect marriage on paper, Daphne can't ignore what's missing. Her wife. Ashleigh is beautiful, elusive, and untouchably charming, except when she's around everyone but Daphne. Jealousy was never part of the deal. Neither was desire. When Daphne's envy turns to obsession, walls start to crumble. What began as a contract becomes a dangerous dance of power, passion, and vulnerability. And in a world where love is weakness, falling for your wife might be the one thing that destroys you both. RANKED 1st in business love: November 30th 2025 RANKED 4th in romance fiction: November 30th 2025 RANKED 49th in contract marriage: December 1st 2025 RANKED 30th in business: December 17th 2025 RANKED 3rd in womanxwoman: December 18th 2025 RANKED 30th in lgbt: December 22nd 2025 RANKED 1st in contractmarraige: December 22nd 2025 RANKED 26th in business: December 24th 2025 RANKED 58th in wlw: December 24th 2025 RANKED 6th in queeromance: December 24th 2025 RANKED 2nd in lgbtfiction: December 25th 2025 RANKED 1st in lgbtfiction: December 27th 2025 Start date: 5th November 2025 End date: 15th December 2025

At twenty-four, Skye thought finishing school would feel like freedom. Instead, it feels like standing at the edge of something she isn't sure she can survive. When she lands a job at one of the most powerful publishing companies in the city, she tells herself it's just work. Just a stepping stone. Her new boss is nothing like her. At thirty-six, the CEO is disciplined, distant, and relentlessly devoted to her company. Emotions are a liability. Control is everything. Skye is hired to assist her, to stay quiet, to keep up-and to never become personal. But long days, shared silences, and moments that slip through the cracks begin to blur the lines. Skye's carefully hidden struggles start to surface, and the woman who built her life on order is forced to confront something she never planned for: vulnerability, in someone else and in herself. As ambition collides with intimacy, both women must decide what they are willing to risk-for their careers, for their carefully constructed lives, and for each other.

"I finally passed by the last alley before the one my apartment was situated on, when suddently my heart stopped. My body freezed and my ears were ringing from the loud sound of the end. The smell of death, fear and blood. It all happened so soon, too soon. She was just standing there watching as the life was flowing out of the guy's body that was now laying on the cold concrete, lifeless. Her tall figure... so powerful, confident. I watched everything wide eyed and then, the world had stopped. Her head suddently turned towards me and, oh my God. I could feel those sharp, green eyes burning a hole right through my skull in the darkness. I held my breath and quickly hid behind the wall but it was too late. I was foolish. I should've ran away." ... Grace Miller, a clumsy second-year psychology student, never expected to witness a murder-or to cross paths with Amy Carnell, a cold, powerful woman who never lets anyone in. They couldn't be more different. But fate has a twisted way of pulling opposites together. What happens when light collides with shadow? Read to find out :)

"If you wanted to feel my touch, you only had to say," her voice was a sultry whisper, her fingers brushing against my heated skin My breath hitched as her lips hovered near her ear, "All this tension, Emma don't pretend you're not drawn to me." Emma Blake, a dedicated intern, finds herself drawn to Ms. Whitmore, a charismatic executive at her firm despite Emma's initial focus on her career, Ms. Whitmore's ambiguous attention and flirtations spark a profound emotional connection As their relationship deepens, they navigate professional pressures, jealousy, and personal insecurities, sharing passionate moments and tender kisses along the way

"I do have something in mind, actually." The words were certain and very clear. Celine leaned back against the couch, her smirk softening into something darker, quieter. "Well then," She said, voice smooth enough to make my spine tingle, "Come show me." My breath caught before I could even think. The room seemed to hum around us-the low buzz of the liquor, the faint rustle of the robe against my skin, her eyes following me as she'd already decided what was going to happen next. Something in my chest fluttered-or maybe it flipped. The words weren't loud, but they pulled at me anyway like a command wrapped in velvet. I hesitated, barely. Then the hesitation melted away, the same way the liquor did earlier. My body moved before my mind caught up, slow and deliberate 𝘰𝘯 𝘮𝘺 𝘬𝘯𝘦𝘦𝘴, drawn to her like gravity wasn't a choice. 𖤓𖤓𖤓𖤓𖤓𖤓𖤓𖤓𖤓𖤓𖤓𖤓 Monét was never one to follow rules, that word seemed unknown to her knowledge. Monét was a troublemaker, it ran in her blood-well half of her blood. Her father being the chief of the police, the rule follower, yet he made an exception for his daughter always running to her rescue when needed. Monét was also the type to get what she wants, so when she sees this older lawyer-you can guess what she wants. And she intends to get it, stopping at nothing. She wouldn't let anything stop her, not age, not her issues, not her father, not a judge. Nothing would stop her from getting what she wanted.