Iris Heathers and Aurora Romane find themselves falling for one another despite their dynamic. Iris enters Aurora's life as only a babysitter for her child, Ariella. However, she becomes much more than that with time. Aurora held no shame in her commitment to the other woman, disregarding her title entirely. The Babysitter is a 'fast-paced' story about two women who fall in love, overcoming all obstacles that present themselves ahead.

"Is this what you wanted? To be taken from behind on my desk like a slut?" She demanded, tightening her grip around my hair, pulling my head back. "Look at me, Eden." My eyes met hers, and I almost shivered as I was met with the undeniable lust behind them that replaced her anger mere seconds ago. "I just like pissing you off, I guess." I smiled innocently, alluding to her previous question. Her eyes darkened, before letting go of my hair and grabbing my throat instead. I felt her fingertips trail over over my soaked underwear, and a moment later she brought one of my hands to my core, instructing me to hold the lace fabric to the side, as she began to slowly circle my wetness, before dipping two fingers inside me without warning. My eyes rolled back, a moan escaping my lips as I whispered her name. "God, my name sounds like a sin on your lips." She purred over me, curling her fingers inside me, while thumbing my dripping core. - An innocent waitress, a flirt of a mafia boss, and a relentless string of...well, problems. A fun little story to read, very gay, with plenty of romance, as well as - dare I say - humor. 🏅RANKINGS🏅 #2 lesbian #7 wlw

The Empress of the East was known to be cruel, heartless, and just pure evil woman. She'll kill anyone over the smallest mistake and go to war if you annoy her. She was the most feared and dangerous woman in history that had everything a man could want plus more. But, a little fox from a neighboring Kingdom caught her eye and now this Empress will stop at nothing to have that little fox as hers. Until a ring is on her finger. No matter what.

Kelly Vega just wants to survive senior year, but her new chemistry teacher, Elena Bennett, makes that difficult. Strict, composed, and oddly familiar, Elena is everything Kelly shouldn't be drawn to-but she can't help it. As Kelly pushes boundaries and Elena struggles to keep her distance, an undeniable tension builds between them. Will Kelly stay focused on school, or will she find herself caught in a dangerous chemistry neither of them can ignore? *kinda enemies to lover *slow burn *age gap (8years)

𝐋𝐞𝐬𝐛𝐢𝐚𝐧 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐲 Laurence Young didn't anticipate spending spring break falling in love with her friend's mother. What occurs when Laurence unexpectedly develops feelings for her friend's mother? Will Laurence admit how she feels? Will it result in heartache? In the process, will she lose everyone she loves? Find out by reading. I will also not tolerate any hate or disrespect towards my book or others in my comments. If you don't like how I write simply click off and don't read my book! #1 IN Drama #1 IN gxglesbianlgbt #1 IN wattpadauthor #1 IN futnari #2 In Futa #3 IN nineteen #4 IN Dancer #5 IN intersex #7 IN lesbianfiction *I own all right to these original stories I don't approve of any re-uploading of them anywhere*

Just as Annabeth's hands reached to grab the back of her jacket, Sonya pivoted smoothly, one arm coiling around Annabeth's waist like a whip. There was a sharp gasp-Annabeth's-and then her spine slammed against the edge of the bar, the breath knocked clean from her chest. Sonya's forearm pressed hard across her collarbone, pinning her in place with infuriating ease. "If you wanted my attention, sugar, all you had to do was ask," Sonya murmured, her voice sultry and rough, lips inches from Annabeth's. "Get off me," Annabeth snarled, squirming beneath her hold. Sonya arched a brow, leaning in even closer until her body molded against the younger woman's-thigh to thigh, hip to hip. "You're feistier than the girls next door," she whispered against the shell of Annabeth's ear, her breath hot. "Careful now, Anna. I've always had a thing for resistance." Annabeth jerked against her, face twisting in rage. "Let. Me. Go. You stink of whiskey and whores," she spat, kicking against Sonya's shin. Sonya didn't flinch. "Say please," she drawled, her voice silk and steel, utterly unbothered. "Manners go a long way in this town." "Never," Annabeth hissed.

Lilith Hawthorne is a 20 year old psychology student with a complicated heart and more issues than she likes to admit. She feels too much, thinks too hard, and often drowns in the weight of her own empathy. She's curious, emotionally intense, and carries unresolved wounds especially the kind only a mother can leave behind. Valentina Salvatore is a 30 year old CEO. She works hard to build her career and keep things running smoothly. At the same time, she loves deeply but carefully, making sure her feelings go to the right person. She has learned to protect her heart and waits for someone who matches the way she feels. Where Lilith is full of feelings and unpredictability, Valentina has her life sorted out. They come from different worlds and have different ways of living, but what if that's exactly why they fit?

In a turn of events, Theodora, a second year university student, finds herself completely indebted to her lecturer, Mrs Valentine. The situation only grows worse when a set of dangerous events begin to unfold, leaving Theodora under the protection of Mr and Mrs Valentine. However, Mrs Valentine has a dark side to her that she only releases around her husband, a dark side that Theodora finds she's desperate to be a part of. ------------------------------------------------------------ So I'm really bad at descriptions. But I do encourage you to give it a read.

But Sutton's patience ran thin. With a sharp motion, she lowered herself, pressing her forearm against Maeve's shoulders to pin her firmly in place against the desk. "Move one more fucking time," she hissed, her breath hot against Maeve's ear, "and I'll keep you here all day, begging me to touch you." Grabbing Maeve's jaw with her other hand, Sutton turned her head sharply, forcing Maeve to meet her piercing gaze. "Is that clear? Or do I need to dumb it down for you?" she taunted, her fingers digging into Maeve's flushed cheeks, her grip unrelenting. Maeve's wide eyes darted nervously, her lips parting as if to respond, but no words came out. She nodded fervently instead, the weight of the moment stealing any semblance of speech. "Smart girl," Sutton murmured approvingly, her voice a low purr as she released Maeve's jaw. She straightened, smoothing her shirt with an air of composure as her eyes roved over Maeve's now-still form. BOTH CHARACTERS ARE ADULTS AND FULLY CONSENTING This is kinky- Content warning: Spanking, degradation, praise, hair pulling, age gap, you get the shtick Written by Tzipora Rosen Edited by Leah Catherine Benton 🏆 #1 mascxfem

Milena gave up college to take care of her family's coffee shop after her father's accident. But when bills pile up and hope runs thin, she turns to underground boxing - dangerous, illegal, and the only thing paying enough to keep them afloat. Across the street from the café sits a towering company run by Viviana Romano- a powerful, cold CEO who secretly owns the ring milena fights in. When Vivianna hears about a new fighter causing a stir, she doesn't expect the stubborn girl from the café. Milena doesn't care who Viviana is - all she sees is a woman who plays safe and never gets her hands dirty. They argue. They clash. But something keeps pulling them back together.