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Yanna "Babydoll" Hill has it all-money, beauty, and the kind of privilege that makes the world bend at her feet. As the spoiled daughter of one of Manhattan's richest men, she's used to getting what she wants... except when it comes to her love life. Forced into a fake relationship with Wyatt, the golden boy from another powerful family, Yanna is miserable, rebellious, and ready to risk it all-especially for the right woman. Enter Ren. A 6'0 ex-military bodyguard from Louisiana, Ren is assigned to shadow Yanna's every move after one too many reckless nights out. She's all discipline, muscle, and mystery, and she's making it very hard for Yanna to behave. Between sneaking out to wild parties, dodging her overbearing father, and dealing with a boyfriend she never wanted, Yanna finds herself caught in a game of tension and temptation with the one woman she shouldn't want. But what happens when "babysitting" turns into something else? And when Wyatt starts to notice that Yanna's attention isn't on him anymore, things get dangerous. In a world where image is everything, power is dangerous, and love is a luxury, will Yanna play by the rules-or will she finally take what she wants? WLW urban lesbian blacklove gxg

Ashanti Leneé Duvan is tired. Tired of college. Tired of fake connections. Tired of people not taking her seriously. A junior in college working toward becoming a psychologist, Ashanti is already overwhelmed-and the semester barely started. Between her anxiety, academic pressure, and a love life full of unserious hoes, she's starting to wonder if she is the problem... or if people just can't handle her. Then there's Chase Tavonii Jackson. A fine, nonchalant stud with tattoos from head to toe, a successful tattoo shop, and a girlfriend she probably shouldn't have. Chase doesn't do feelings-she does distance, rules, and cheating before she can get hurt again. One slutterparty. One shared bedroom. One twenty-minute dare. Boundaries get set. Lines get crossed. And neither of them is ready for what happens when attraction turns into something real. Sometimes the people who swear they don't want you... want you the most.

Valeria didn't rush. She never did. Inez was pinned beneath her, wrist locked overhead, the hold precise and impersonal. Not pain. Control. Inez scoffed anyway. "That's it?" she sneered. "I've had tutors scarier than you." Valeria said nothing. The silence pressed in. "You don't scare me," Inez added, louder. Brattier. "You just-" "Enough." One word. Flat. Final. Valeria lifted Inez's chin with two fingers, detached as a correction. "Look at me," she said coolly. "If you're going to embarrass yourself, do it properly." Inez laughed, brittle. "You think this makes you powerful?" "I don't think," Valeria replied. "I decide." Her gaze never wavered. "You provoke because it's the last control you have." "I don't belong to you," Inez snapped. Valeria leaned in, voice razor-thin. "You are my wife. You belong to consequences." She released her grip. "Say it." A"No." Valeria waited. The quiet broke Inez, she hated being ignored. "...I'll behave, I'll be a good girl" Inez muttered. "Specify." Inez swallowed hard. "...I'll be your good girl" Valeria stepped back, already distant. "Good," she said. "Remember why." #1 older women-13th February (FAST PACE BOOK)

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Sequel book to "Love Again" THIS STORY CONTAINS SWEARING DETAILED SMUT CHEATING/ AFFAIR TRAUMA TOXIC BEHAVIOUR UPPERCASE INTENDED HI ♡ THIS BOOK IS G!P, IF YOU DON'T LIKE THIS KIND OF BOOK, DO ME A FAVOUR AND CLICK OFF IF YOU KNOW IT ISN'T INTENDED FOR YOU. THIS BOOK IS THE SEQUEL TO LOVE AGAIN. ALSO I WILL BE PUBLISHING FREQUENT AS I AM A FAST WRITER. IF YOU CAME FROM THE OTHER BOOK, HI AGAIN, WELCOME TO THE SEQUEL . THANKS, BILLIEEILISHISPAPI

Blake Johnson never asked for the spotlight. As the heir to her parents' luxury empire, she's spent years pretending-hiding her truth, her pain, and her heart. Being intersex was enough to make her a disappointment. Falling in love with a woman? That would be the final betrayal. Her parents control everything-their image, their company, and now her. When they assign her to oversee their latest photoshoot, she expects another dull, miserable obligation. Then Sabrina Carpenter walks in. Famous. Gorgeous. Untouchable. Sabrina is everything Blake was taught to avoid. Yet the moment their eyes meet, something inside her shifts. The chemistry is instant, undeniable, and far too dangerous. What starts as teasing and stolen glances soon turns into something deeper. They begin sneaking around-late-night calls, secret hotel rooms, and stolen hours where they can finally breathe, where the world can't see them. Every kiss feels like defiance. Every touch feels like freedom. But freedom always comes with a cost. Blake's parents would rather see her broken than happy. Their threats grow crueler, forcing her into an impossible choice. To protect Sabrina, she does the one thing that hurts most - she lets her go. But Sabrina doesn't give up easily. She fights back-fiercely, desperately - for the woman she loves, the love of her life. Even if it means risking her reputation, her career, and everything she's built. Because what they have isn't a scandal. It's love. Real. Wild. Unforgiving. Push and Pull is a dark, passionate romance about identity, control, and the kind of love that demands everything - especially when the world tells you it's wrong.

✔️Fantasy-Romance || WomanxWoman || Ti finds a magical flute and enters the realm of the Queen of the Night. She becomes her concubine unwittingly drawn into a whirlwind of events that test her strength and courage Nota bene: some chapters will feature mature content! The cover belongs to ©treepipit No part of this publication may be reproduced, stored in a retrieval system, or transmitted in any form or by any means, electronic, mechanical, photocopying, recording, or otherwise, without written permission of the publisher. This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places and incidents either are products of the author's imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual events or locales or persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental. All rights reserved © treepipit 2019-2026

"No, you ain't perfect but you worth it."

Zara's voice trembled. "Easy... it's too much, I've..... I've never done this before" as Yasmin thrusts inside her. Yasmin's chest heaved, her mind spinning with weeks of frustration and betrayal. Nara had ignored her, pushed her away while Yasmin had given everything love, care, devotion. And now, with Zara before her, all of that anger and longing ignited. "I... I can't stop, it's so warm and .... Arrgghh I can't fit in....stay still" Yasmin demanded peeling Zara's thighs open, her voice low, almost feral, eyes locking on Zara's. She didn't want to, either. Zara's hands gripped her tightly, the tension between them electric, dangerous. Fear, excitement, and something more twisted danced in Zara's eyes. She was trembling not from pain, but from the intensity, the rawness of it all. The room was thick with heat and tension. Yasmin's hands moved with a possessive urgency, desperate to feel, desperate to release. Every restraint, every rule, every careful facade she'd built melted away. She lost herself in Zara's warmth, in the chaos of the moment, in the dangerous thrill of desire that bordered on obsession. By the time it ended, both were breathing hard, eyes wide, hearts pounding. Yasmin leaned back, letting the tension drain slowly, the room quiet except for their ragged breaths. For a moment, neither moved. "You... you're insane," Zara whispered, a nervous smile tugging at her lips. "And you... you're irresistible," Yasmin replied, her tone dark and husky. "Be careful, Zara. I don't stop for anyone."