It's hard enough when your best friend is a boxing champion-Arya, chaos wrapped in the cutest human form imaginable. But when you're also her dietitian, motivator, caretaker, and, let's face it, her everything, life for Harini is a whole new level of exhausting. Meet Harini: calm, collected, and with just the right amount of fiery sass to keep Arya in check. She's the planner to Arya's unpredictability, the grounding force to her boundless energy. And oh, one tiny problem-she's head over heels in love with her best friend. But confessing feelings to someone who spends half their day punching people for sport and the other half being the most clueless, oblivious dumbhead on the planet...isn't exactly easy. From playful banter to heartwarming moments that make your chest ache, Harini and Arya's story is one of friendship, career, and the kind of love that sneaks up on you when you least expect it. But when plot twists come swinging their way like Arya does in the ring, will their bond survive the punches? Brace yourself for a cheesy rom-com filled with chaotic energy, tooth-rotting cuteness, and a love story so sweet it'll feel like a hug for your soul. This is more than a story; it's a feel-good ride that will leave you smiling, laughing, and swooning from beginning to end. Buckle up because Harini and Arya are here to steal your heart-one punch at a time. ○♡○♡○♡○ TROPES ROM-COM FREINDS TO LOVERS HUMOUR SPORTS ○♡○♡○♡○

𝐈 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐚 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫. 𝐀𝐭 𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐭, 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭'𝐬 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐥𝐝 𝐬𝐚𝐰...𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐥𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐬, 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐮𝐬𝐞, 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐥𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐟𝐚𝐜𝐞𝐬 𝐜𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐦𝐲 𝐧𝐚𝐦𝐞. 𝐁𝐮𝐭 𝐛𝐞𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐮𝐫𝐭𝐚𝐢𝐧, 𝐛𝐞𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐧𝐨𝐢𝐬𝐞, 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐨𝐧𝐥𝐲 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐠𝐚𝐳𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐫𝐮𝐥𝐲 𝐤𝐧𝐞𝐰 𝐦𝐞. 𝐊𝐢𝐚𝐫𝐚. 𝐒𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬𝐧'𝐭 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐩𝐨𝐭𝐥𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭. 𝐒𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐮𝐢𝐥𝐭 𝐢𝐭. 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐪𝐮𝐢𝐞𝐭 𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐜𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐚𝐦𝐞𝐫𝐚, 𝐛𝐞𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐝 𝐦𝐞. 𝐌𝐲 𝐠𝐫𝐚𝐯𝐢𝐭𝐲. 𝐈 𝐛𝐮𝐫𝐧𝐞𝐝 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐥𝐝, 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐨𝐧𝐥𝐲 𝐛𝐞𝐜𝐚𝐮𝐬𝐞 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐠𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐦𝐞 𝐚 𝐬𝐤𝐲 𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐮𝐫𝐧 𝐢𝐧. 𝐖𝐞 𝐧𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐧𝐚𝐦𝐞𝐝 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐰𝐞 𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐞. 𝐁𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝐟𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐬, 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐜𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐝 𝐮𝐬. 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐠𝐨𝐥𝐝𝐞𝐧 𝐝𝐮𝐨. 𝐁𝐮𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐭𝐫𝐮𝐭𝐡 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐟𝐚𝐫 𝐦𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐞𝐫, 𝐟𝐚𝐫 𝐝𝐞𝐞𝐩𝐞𝐫. 𝐁𝐮𝐭 𝐈 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝𝐧'𝐭 𝐭𝐞𝐥𝐥 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐈 𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐝 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐠𝐚𝐧. 𝐒𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐭𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐝 𝐦𝐲 𝐜𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐤𝐬, 𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐢𝐞𝐝 𝐦𝐲 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐦𝐬.

A 19-year-old English lad from a small family print shop in London never imagined his life would collide with one of the most famous families in the world. When he meets Kendall Jenner at a music festival in Hyde Park, they strike up an easy, genuine friendship-no romance, no drama, just two people who click. Months later, Kendall invites him to her birthday party in Los Angeles. What starts as a three-week holiday turns into something much bigger. He wins over Kendall's nieces and nephews with balloon animals and face painting, becomes Saint's unofficial soccer coach, and earns quiet respect from the entire Kardashian-Jenner clan. Everyone assumes he and Kendall are perfect for each other-except Kendall, who insists he's "too young" and treasures their friendship too much to risk it. Then there's Kim. Their first meeting is a strange, curious glance across a crowded room. Over the weeks he spends time with her kids-playing basketball, attending Saint's matches, promising to take the boy to Old Trafford one day if he ever visits England-Kim sees something different in him. Mature. Kind. Steady. She tells him half-jokingly he'd make the perfect male nanny. He flirts back: "I'm available if you're hiring." Back in England, he stays in touch with Saint-video games, FaceTime calls about football, new moves. One day Saint shows Kim the screen... and she sees him shirtless. They both blush. Hard. Two weeks later, Kim brings Saint and his friends to England. What begins as a fun trip slowly becomes something deeper. Kim is 20 years older. He's only 19. But he's thoughtful, grounded, and treats her kids like they're his own. She's drawn to his quiet strength. He's drawn to her confidence, beauty, and the way she looks at him like he's a man, not a boy.

In the glittering chaos of Los Angeles, Carter Sesko is trying to keep her head down and her heart locked away. An 18-year-old biochemistry exchange student from Slovenia, Carter is tall, lean, and dangerously beautiful-short wavy dark hair framing sharp cheekbones, piercing green eyes that seem to see straight through people, and an androgynous edge that makes heads turn wherever she goes. As an intersex lesbian who has always lived fully as a woman, she's used to the attention: the lingering stares in the locker room, the bold flirtations after basketball games, the late-night messages from girls who can't seem to look away. But Carter has rules. School comes first. Her part-time job at a quiet corner coffee shop pays the bills. Pickup soccer and late-night runs keep her grounded. Romance? That's a distraction she can't afford. Until the day Kylie Jenner walks through the door. What begins as a simple iced matcha order becomes the spark neither of them saw coming. Kylie-untouchable, magnetic, always under scrutiny-finds herself drawn to the quiet intensity of the barista with the foreign accent and effortless cool. Carter, who has spent months politely turning down every advance, suddenly can't look away from the woman the whole world watches. What follows is a slow, simmering collision of worlds: late-night texts that grow longer and more dangerous, stolen moments on empty basketball courts, charged glances across crowded rooms, and a physical tension that builds with every accidental brush of skin. As secrets pile up and desire becomes impossible to ignore, Carter and Kylie must decide whether the risk-of exposure, heartbreak, and everything they've carefully built-is worth finally letting someone in.

𝐈 𝐦𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐝 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐞𝐬𝐜𝐚𝐩𝐞 𝐦𝐲 𝐬𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫'𝐬 𝐟𝐚𝐦𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐢𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐦𝐲𝐬𝐞𝐥𝐟 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠: 𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐦𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐥 𝐟𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐥𝐢𝐯𝐞 𝐦𝐲 𝐥𝐢𝐟𝐞. 𝐑𝐞𝐯𝐨𝐥𝐮𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐚𝐫𝐲, 𝐈 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰. 𝐓𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐜𝐚𝐦𝐞 𝐦𝐲 𝐟𝐢𝐫𝐬𝐭 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐲. 𝐀 𝐛𝐨𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠, 𝐭𝐞𝐝𝐢𝐨𝐮𝐬 𝐝𝐢𝐬𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐝𝐢𝐬𝐠𝐮𝐢𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐚𝐬 𝐬𝐨𝐜𝐢𝐚𝐥𝐢𝐳𝐢𝐧𝐠. 𝐀𝐧𝐝 𝐨𝐟 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐬𝐞, 𝐈 𝐠𝐨𝐭 𝐝𝐚𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐟𝐥𝐚𝐬𝐡 𝐚 𝐜𝐚𝐫-𝐨𝐫 𝐛𝐞 𝐥𝐚𝐛𝐞𝐥𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐨𝐬𝐭 𝐛𝐨𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐧𝐞𝐰𝐛𝐢𝐞 𝐚𝐥𝐢𝐯𝐞. 𝐍𝐚𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲, 𝐈 𝐭𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐚𝐫𝐞. 𝐈 𝐟𝐥𝐚𝐬𝐡𝐞𝐝 𝐚 𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫. 𝐍𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐢𝐧 𝐚 𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐟𝐮𝐜𝐤𝐞𝐝-𝐮𝐩 𝐥𝐢𝐟𝐞𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞𝐬 𝐝𝐢𝐝 𝐈 𝐢𝐦𝐚𝐠𝐢𝐧𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫 𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐛𝐞 𝐌𝐢𝐥𝐚𝐧 𝐀𝐠𝐫𝐚𝐰𝐚𝐥. 𝐂𝐫𝐢𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐚𝐥. 𝐂𝐨𝐜𝐤𝐲. 𝐁𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐝. 𝐋𝐢𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐚𝐥 𝐧𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐰𝐫𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐞𝐝 𝐢𝐧 𝐚 𝐬𝐞𝐱𝐲 𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐫𝐭 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐢𝐧𝐟𝐮𝐫𝐢𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐠𝐨𝐥𝐝 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐢𝐧. #1Humour - 05/1/2026 #1Lesbianfiction - 03/29/2026 #1Gayaf - 05/05/2026 #2Lesbianrommance - 04/12/20

QUEENS OF CHOAS SERIES PREQUEL!!! Once upon a time, a girl was sent away. No trial. No second chance. Just a story everyone believed because it was easier that way. Five years later, she comes back. This is the part where, in a Disney movie, she'd forgive everyone, hug her family, and learn the power of love. Instead, Gianna De Santis learns how to break bones, keep secrets, and survive rooms that were never meant to be safe. The family expects a villain. The kingdom expects obedience. And some Princes are not always charming . There are no fairy godmothers here. Only men with power, women with knives, and lies that refuse to stay buried. And while everyone's busy wondering if Gianna is still dangerous- They forget to ask the real question: What happens when the girl they tried to erase comes back sharper... and finally decides to stop being nice? Because this isn't a Disney movie. And the girl who survived the tower doesn't believe in happily ever after- She believes in consequences.

"It always made you feel powerful when I beg, right?" Morana murmured, her eyes softening as she lowered herself to the cold floor. "So let me beg." Nerezza always knew how to clean up her messes. Knew where to scrape, where to smooth over with a domestic shine of innocence. Erase the evidence. Rephrase the story. Recalibrate the damage. But what happens when the mess starts talking back?

"Do you know what I do to girls who don't answer when they're spoken to?" she murmured, her voice dripping with quiet menace under the mask. "N-no," Salma breathed, her voice barely audible as she kept her eyes locked on Nerezza's dark eyes. Nerezza hummed, tilting Salma's chin up with a gloved hand, her grip firm but teasing. "I fuck the answers out of them," she whispered, each word slow and deliberate. ••••• Salma, a well known radio show host, is used to strange calls-but nothing like this. One Wednesday morning, an anonymous woman dials in live on air, her voice low, dripping with eerie amusement as she confesses to a murder. Convinced it's a twisted prank, Salma plays along, her tone teasing-until the caller whispers something only Salma could know. What starts as a disturbing coincidence spirals into a chilling obsession. Night after night, the woman calls back, turning Salma into her unwilling confidante, her chosen messenger. Each call comes with cryptic clues, taunts wrapped in silken words, a deadly puzzle Salma is forced to solve-because if she doesn't, she'll be the next victim. But fear gives way to fascination. Then obsession. As the game between them intensifies, Salma finds herself drawn to the voice on the other end of the line-a voice that knows her deepest fears, her darkest desires. The hunt for the truth becomes a tangled web of danger, passion, and something far more dangerous than death. They should be enemies. One is the hunter, the other the prey. But what happens when they fall in love? Written by: Tzipora Rosen Edited by: Lean Catherine Benton Disclaimer: Sexually explicit content Violence Strong language 🏆 #1 horror-thriller 🏆 #1 Toxic

"I'll treat it like it's mine if you admit who it's for." She stated. Her words only made the ache between my legs worse. Fuck I hate her. But in that moment, my common sense seemed to evaporate. The battle between my brain and body seemingly came to an end. The way she was talking to me, the way she was touching me, left my body in a frenzy and she had barely done anything. I had never been this fucking desperate - And I hated it. "It's for you." I mumbled reluctantly as the last shred of my ego slipped away. "Who's it for?" She murmured, slowly sliding my red lace underwear to the side. "It's for you Anastasia." I breathed ꕥꕥꕥꕥꕥꕥꕥ Anastasia Grey, an lawyer notorious for representing the Mafia, finds herself on the run after getting entangled with the leader of The Green Angels. Originally from Ireland, she finds herself in the heart of New York, attempting to lay low as the assistant of a real estate agent. But with her past slowly creeping up on her and the hot headed blonde she now works for making her life nothing but difficult, how long will it really be before her world begins to crumble around her?

When Esmerelda Harlow steps into the musty halls of Winston High as the new history teacher, with a reputation for being a bitter and arrogant professor, whispers of her arrival ripple through the school. Students are wary, until the reckless student Cameron Monroe allows her interest to morph. Cameron, the school's untouchable rebel with a reputation for detention and carelessness, with a game of causing disturbances. To her, Esmerelda Harlow is just another target-a seemingly uptight woman with strict rules and an aura of authority begging to be challenged. But when Cameron tries her usual antics, she's met with something entirely unexpected: resistance. Esmerelda is not an easy mark. In fact, she's more than Cameron bargained for. Cool-headed and emotionless. Every sarcastic remark is met with calm but devastating wit. Every act of defiance earns a punishment so perfectly tailored, it leaves Cameron seething-and strangely fascinated. Esmerelda sees through Cameron's rebellious exterior to the restless mind beneath it. Cameron, for all her bravado, finds herself caught in Esmerelda's gravitational pull-her intelligence, her poise, and her charm. But Esmerelda isn't here to play games. She's here to teach Cameron a lesson she'll never forget, one that will leave them both questioning the boundaries of power, desire, and control. In the end, it's not just Cameron's life that Esmerelda will upend, -it's her own. In a town where reputations are everything, what happens when two unstoppable forces collide in one university?