🕯️ After All This Time They were always in the same room. Same friends. Same birthdays. Same chaos. But never the same page. Sneha Sharma is a lawyer who doesn't do chaos or feelings... 😌 Ayesha Malik is an actress who doesn't do silence or labels... 😏 For years, they coexisted like parallel lines: close, curious, and never quite touching. Until one impulsive night in Lonavala changed everything. What follows is a slow unraveling of walls, assumptions, and whatever this thing is between them that won't go away. Told in late-night glances, unsent texts, quiet heartbreaks and loud silences, this is a story about timing, tension, and love that almost didn't happen. But after all this time... what if almost was just the beginning? ✨ A sapphic slow-burn from the world of When You Looked at Me, If I Look Back Now, and Swipe Left for Feelings. 💬 Featuring emotionally unavailable lawyers, actresses in denial, and one unforgettable trip...

Story Description for Hello Little One: ( Completed ) When Ivy Carter, a wide-eyed 19-year-old freshman, steps onto her college campus for the first time, she's determined to embrace her independence and prove to her overprotective parents that she's ready for adulthood. But her plans for a smooth start are turned upside down when she meets Elena Moore, a confident, charismatic, and infuriatingly teasing 21-year-old senior. As Ivy's dorm RA and her cousin Lila's best friend, Elena takes it upon herself to "mentor" Ivy through the chaos of college life, nicknaming her "Little One" from the very start. What begins as playful banter and undeniable tension grows into something deeper as Ivy and Elena navigate the ups and downs of campus life. From late-night study sessions and college parties to family pressures and personal insecurities, their bond strengthens in unexpected ways. But with Elena on the brink of graduation and Ivy just starting her journey, the two must confront whether their connection can survive the challenges of time, distance, and their own fears. Filled with humor, heartfelt moments, and the blossoming of first love, Hello Little One is a touching tale about self-discovery, breaking down barriers, and finding someone who sees you for who you truly are. new episodes will be uploaded every Mon, Wed, Friday. ©All Right Reserved #intersex #gxg #lgbt

Title: Swipe Left for Feelings (A sapphic spin-off you weren't ready for - and neither were they) From the world of When You Looked at Me and If I Look Back Now comes the side story that spiral-posted its way into becoming a main event. Kiara Singh: 22, viral, smug, and probably your favorite Instagram reel. Ruby Kapoor: 30, emotionally constipated, allergic to chaos (but secretly obsessed). They weren't supposed to fall. They weren't supposed to kiss. And they definitely weren't supposed to be paired on a campaign pitch while one is blocked and the other's in love. Told through POV switches, reels, group chats, voice notes, and tragic emoji reactions - this is the story of a workplace romance that should've been HR's problem but ended up being everyone's favorite slow-burn. Welcome to: Swipe Left for Feelings.

Eight years after their last group photo, the girls are back older, wiser, and carrying the pieces of promises they never thought would break. Life took them to different cities, different dreams, and in some cases, different versions of themselves. Samaira is now a name the business world bows to. Meher lives in a Sydney high-rise designing the shoes everyone wants to wear. The others have grown too some into love, some into fame, and some into the silence left behind. When an unexpected conversation leads to a long overdue reunion, old memories resurface and buried feelings find their voice again. But time hasn't erased everything it's only made some things harder to say. This isn't a story about how they fell apart. It's about whether they can find their way back. Let's see if there is a twist in the tale , with a sequel of 'When you looked at me ♥️'

When Meher Singh, basketball captain, chaos incarnate, and unapologetically out, gets stuck rooming with Samaira Maheshwari on a school trip to Bangalore, things are bound to get complicated. Samaira is quiet, brilliant, and heartbreakingly guarded. She is also the girl Meher has been half in love with since Class 1. They were never friends. At least, not until now. Between quiz finals, basketball championships, rooftop parties, and whispered midnight confessions, something fragile begins to bloom. But falling in love at eighteen is never simple. Especially when one girl is scared of wanting, and the other wants more than she is allowed to ask for. Set in an elite all-girls boarding school in Dehradun, this is a story about stolen glances, childhood memories, late night kisses, and the slow, aching magic of being seen, exactly as you are.

This is a story about an obsession and love that sparked at first glance and swallowed everything in its path. An obsession with someone Alex Caldwell should never, under any circumstances, have let near her heart: the daughter of the family that's been her bloodline's greatest, most unforgiving enemy for generations. But that is the ruthless nature of obsession. It seizes you with an iron grip and refuses to release, no matter how rational the warnings, how catastrophic the consequences and how deeply the hatred runs in your families' veins. ================ Alex Caldwell is heir to a notorious Cursed City. Daughter of Bella Caldwell and Mark Cooper. Before accepting her fate, Alex is granted one last taste of freedom: four years in Switzerland with her aunt Blake, her wife Willow, and the family that feels more like home than her own. But that time is over. Now she's returning to the Cursed City... To finish her final year at her father's Academy. Completing it is non-negotiable. Only within those walls can she master the hidden knowledge of the secret society her family has ruled for centuries. Fail, and the inheritance slips away forever. The day before term begins, restless and missing her aunts' home, Alex takes Blake's old motorcycle and rides toward a private stretch of shore. A place Blake once shared only with Willow, a memory so intimate Alex's felt honoured just to know of it. But she never reaches it. Her attention's pulled away by a mysterious stranger sitting alone on the ocean shore. One look seals her fate. Now obsession will decide whether she claims her power or loses everything to the one person she should've avoided at any cost. ================ This book is a spin-off of "She's the danger I crave to taste," but it's a completely standalone story. Alex is intersex ================ Be careful this story contains: Profanity Smut Violence

In 18th century Bishnupur, Princess Vasundhara Roy is meant to be the epitome of grace and restraint-but she hasn't counted on Kaushiki Das. Twenty, wild, and untamed, Kaushiki dances under the moonlight with bare chest and feral rituals that ignite something forbidden in the young princess. Drawn to her power, her confidence, and the chaos she brings, Vasundhara finds herself losing control-obsessed, captivated, and craving every touch, every glance. As palace walls try to contain them, their desire spills into secret nights, dangerous rituals, and stolen intimacy that no one can tame. Wild. Possessive. Ardhangini. ⚠️ Content Warning: Explicit sexual content, nudity, BDSM/power dynamics, obsessive/possessive behavior, tantric rituals, strong language, mature themes. It's short, punchy, and gives readers enough heads-up without giving away plot details.

I was a Bhitara Gauni-locked behind sanctum doors, untouched, unseen. I danced with still feet. I spoke with bowed eyes. My body belonged to gods. Then she walked in-Meghla, a Nanchuni Mahari, all hips and heresy. She danced like thunder, laughed like sin, and looked at me like she already owned me. She didn't ask. She touched. And suddenly, I wasn't holy. I was hungry. --- Behind temple walls, beneath veils and vows, I let her mouth trail over skin that was never meant to be worshipped that way. She called me her God. I told her to spread her legs and believe. --- They say we ran. They say we burned down a palace. They say two temple women vanished into smoke, wearing nothing but sindoor and each other. Let them say it. Because she didn't enter me like a lover. She entered me like prayer. > ⚠️ Content warning: violence, religious imagery, arson, psychological tension, power imbalance. > More of this chaos? I write the unhinged versions on AO3: sLilith200 🖤

Quinn is a baker who loves what she's built. Maeve is an heiress determined to prove herself-until she walks into Quinn's bakery to buy it. Some places weren't meant to be sold and some love stories change everything.

Eight months after Alora's disappearance, Emery has rebuilt her life, or learned to pretend she has. But when news breaks that a dangerous prisoner has escaped, the past she's been running from begins to surface. Every clue points back to Alora, forcing Emery to confront the woman who left her behind. Love, anger, and unfinished truths collide, and this time, walking away isn't an option. ~Fatal Attraction ~Echoes of You {Sequel}