!Unedited! "Your skirt is awfully short to be appropriate for school." I look down at my legs, hands smoothing out a wrinkle in my skirt. "I don't remember that we have a dress code. And we're not in highschool anymore, this is college." When I return my attention back to her, my breath hitches in my throat. "Pull it down." ----- Y/n has a mission. Her last year at university is underway and she is sure that nothing could distract her. That is until her new English professor stumbles into her life and brings her not only a welcome intrusion but also confusing unwanted feelings.

Y/N has a huge crush on one of her regular customers. She owns a coffee shop in New York City and because of it's low key vibe she sometimes get's celebrity visitors. One of those visitors includes the famous Scarlett Johansson. Y/N loves the actress and can't help but create fun doodles and notes on napkins for the blonde every time she comes in. Will Y/N be destined to be invisible? Or will Scarlett notice her? GirlxGirl Slow Burn/angst/fluff Set in Present times

[There is spelling errors and it's confusing sometimes but I'll try my best to look for them before publishing a chapter] Elizabeth is a hard working woman that doesn't get enough attention from her husband of 3 years. One day she gets attention- just not from her husband...

[There is spelling errors and it's confusing sometimes but I'll try my best to look for them before publishing a chapter] shes the perfect dom for me.

Valentina Sinclair, nineteen years of age. She tends to purposely annoy those that she's surrounded by. Girls at her school want to get with her, but she's not the relationship type. Valerie Moore, eighteen years of age. Unlike Valentina, the girls want to be her. She's what everyone would call perfect. Perfect grades, perfect body, cheer team captain, the list goes on for her. Both Valerie and Valentina have always hated each other. Valerie thinks that Valentina is arrogant and a player whilst Valentina sees Valerie as a self-centered bitch. Will an incident at a party bring these two together or will it set them up for heartbreak? - "Do you want me to stop?" I shook my head. She smirked, "That's a shame."

[There is spelling errors and it's confusing sometimes but I'll try my best to look for them before publishing a chapter] Forty-Two years old, lonely and in need of love. Luckily two best friend in their twenties knows just how to treat a woman... Any woman.. Of any age.

After being banished from the underworld by Satan himself, Helvisa Balzac, together with her friends joined together in their journey to a place they called as Earth. Knowing that they need to get a job to pay for their place to stay and other essential, they were forced to worked as a waitress in a local restaurant in a trade island of Gavreau. After months of pointless chores and being treated as peasant by the female owner because of their good looks, they decided to take a job as a Royal family personal chamberlain. They didn't even know such small island has its own royal family until then. As they were hoping to have an easy job, reality slapped them on their faces when they have to followed orders from what they referred to as brats and a king that can't even put his own hands on himself. What will happen when a demon, a witch, a siren and a werewolf has to buried their proud dignity to serve mere royalty human? Will there be bloodbath when the queen discovered some horrible truth of what has been happening around her island? How will Helvisa and her friends keeping up on hiding their true ability from showing? Read to find out.

I laid there silently, I just had sex with my babysitter, who's my neighbor and my fucking teacher!!!!...again.... In a panic I grabbed my clothes, "oh god I-I gotta go," She pulled me on top of her and kissed me, then in a dark voice she whispered "no....not until I'm satisfied," What does Darien do when she trapped between picking sex with a teacher and an actual relationship. Will she settle for secrecy or an actual love life.

"I don't care what happened before, my rule is no touching, no hugs and no colors, can you handle that?" Wednesday asked. Enid frowned and turned around, before she could physically move from her spot, Wednesday stepped up. "Okay, fine. You can touch me" Enid's eyes widened at Wednesday's words as the psychic hadn't realized. She wanted to say something but she was so surprised by Wednesday's wording that she couldn't figure out the right words to form" Or WEDNESDAY (but a little twist + wenclair)