"Don't come to a strip club looking for love. That shit doesn't belong here." she warned. I knew that she was right. Still, I didn't accept her statement. "But...You're here." ⋆⋆⋆ I was a typical surburan girl before I had met her. She changed me. Whether that was for the better or for the worse is up to you. But ladies and gentlemen, as sure as I was that the moon and the stars would fill the sky every night to put the sun to rest, I was sure that the love of my life was a drugged out stripper. ⋆⋆⋆

"put two fingers inside of you and go fast with them." i slipped two fingers inside my pussy and let out a sound of satisfaction. my fingers moved slowly at first, letting my walls adjust and then they gradually started to get faster. "oh fuck." i moaned loudly. my eyes could hardly stay open as they rolled to the back of my head in pleasure. i heard naliyah growl softly and i kept going. im so close. - who would've thought a car crash could've led to this?

A mate. Something she didn't want. Something she didn't need. Being mated to a human was the last thing she expected.

The story of how a shy elementary teacher still exploring her sexuality becomes involved with two of her student's mother. - *Contains strong language, mention of alcohol abuse, and mature scenes solely for the purpose of the storyline I own all the rights to this story. This story is a work of fiction. All characters, names, businesses, events, and incidents are the work of the author's imagination. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental. - *Originally had over 1 million reads *The story is completed but a rewrite is being considered in the future !! The original cover has been changed. Full credit goes to the owner of the photo (found on Pinterest)

𝘴𝘦𝘲𝘶𝘦𝘭 𝘵𝘰 𝘷𝘢𝘭𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘢... "I fell more in love with her every time I heard her laugh- even if it wasn't meant for me- and each moment she held my face in her hands just to look into my eyes. You don't just move on from someone like that. She's golden." . . . *Rated MATURE. Contains mentions of alcohol, mature scenes for the purpose of the story plot, and strong language. I own all the rights to this story. All of the characters are fictional and not based on any living person, otherwise it is a mere coincidence.

In the midst of dealing with a plethora of things, ranging from something as serious as an eating disorder to AP physics, Leilani Carter is forced to introduce herself to Billie O'connell. Memories from her past has left Billie with permanent caution tape around her heart. The dark gray-haired girl tends to do her own thing, subconsciously isolating herself from the rest of the world. Despite countless efforts, no one has been able to figure her out and Billie likes it that way- That is, until she meets Leilani. The pair possessed undeniable chemistry that simply cannot be ignored no matter how hard they tried. Brought together by chance, they become, just two people, taking it one step at a time, trying to help the other heal...

[Book 1 Of The Sinners Trilogy] Quinn did something terrible. Her mother won't even look at her. Exiled to a strict Catholic school in the city's underbelly, she's determined to stay invisible-but never afraid. And then there's Billie. A bruised-knuckle gang leader with blood on her hands and secrets in her eyes, Billie rules St. Mary's with a silent fury no one dares cross. And yet, she's watching Quinn. Closely. As the two girls are drawn into each other's orbit, Quinn discovers that St. Mary's is more than detention slips and hallway fights. It's a battlefield-and Billie isn't just a bully. She's a soldier in a war no one talks about. And Quinn? She's already in too deep. One carries a secret. The other carries anger. And when love meets violence-nothing stays holy. ••• "Welcome to St. Mary's school for the troubled child" Billie whispers, her hands on my waist, her lips by my ear. I shudder, trying not to fall into her trap. She brings a hand to my top button, undoing it "You've gotta be in here for something. We're all sinners" she moves down, undoing half of my shirt. I whimper, my muscles locked. I felt ashamed of what she was doing to me, how she was making me feel. "C'mon, baby." she spins me so I'm facing her. Her eyes sparkled with amusement "Show me how sinful you really are" ••• • #1 in idontwannabeyouanymore on 8.23.19 • # 1 in blohsh on 8.23.19 • # 1 in comeoutandplay on 12.18.19 • # 1 in lesbianfiction on 7.03.25

for joli, it was always about being in control of everything. until she met billie, who had grown to love the feeling of never being in control. tw: contains graphic mentions of eating disorders, self harm, overworking, panic attacks etc.

"𝐒𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐛𝐞 𝐚 𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐞𝐫, 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐦𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐚𝐧 𝐢𝐦𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧" 𝐆×𝐆

a famous model finds herself battling her own sexuality when her new found celebrity friend develops feelings for her. - intentional lowercase typing.