SYNNER In a world built on blood and power, she was never meant to be touched - let alone loved. Saint lives on the edge of danger without ever stepping into it. The youngest daughter of a brutal cartel family, she's been kept in the light - soft, vibrant, untouched by the violence that surrounds her. But innocence has a pull... and Saint doesn't realize how deep her own darkness runs. Synner is a name whispered with fear. A mafia queen who built her empire without help, without love, and without mercy. She doesn't break. She doesn't bend. Until Saint. Their connection is instant. Their collision, inevitable. And when desire threatens to unravel everything, Synner has to choose: keep her throne - or burn for something real.

two girls; two youtubers; two lovers. (studxstud)

"𝐓𝐫𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐦𝐞, 𝐈 𝐠𝐨𝐭 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧, 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐲𝐨𝐮, 𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐧 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞" 𝐅𝐄𝐁 𝟏𝟖𝐓𝐇 - 𝐀𝐏𝐑𝐈𝐋 𝟐𝟑𝐑𝐃 𝐍𝐎𝐓 𝐄𝐃𝐈𝐓𝐄𝐃

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But I bet we'd have really good bed chem How you pick me up, pull 'em down, turn me 'round, oh, it just makes sense💋

One fights to feel. The other heals to forget. When control is all they've ever known... desire becomes the most dangerous game. lesbian story. 𝐬𝐥𝐨𝐰 𝐮𝐩𝐝𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐬. © 𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟓 -𝐦𝐲𝐚𝐰𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐞𝐬𝐬

ECLIPSED IN BLOOD 🩸A tale of hunger, power, and two stubborn-ass souls bound by something deeper than love. New Orleans, 1910. The air is thick with sin, smoke, and the scent of something just beneath the surface-something dark, something waiting. Leana moves through the night like she owns it, because in a way, she does. Dripping in silk and sin, she takes what she wants, leaves destruction in her wake, and never apologizes for it. Then there's Lauren. A woman too damn proud to beg, too damn angry to fold. She's got the weight of the world on her shoulders, a fire in her chest, and no idea what's coming for her. This ain't a love story. It's something else. Something worse. Something better. Whatever it is, it's already too late to stop.🩸

Even when she heard the floor creak in the middle of the night, even when she swore she left a door closed only to find it wide open, even when her lighter went missing just to show up in the exact spot she looked ten times-she always found a way to rationalize it. This house was old. Drafty. Probably settling or whatever bullshit people say when they don't wanna admit something ain't right. But Mari wasn't the type to scare easy. She moved into this mansion on some lucky shit-her uncle left it to her when he passed, probably thinking she'd flip it or tear it down. But nah, she liked it. It had character. High ceilings, long halls, a balcony she could step out on and smoke, and a bathtub big enough to sink into after a long day. Yeah, weird shit happened sometimes, but that wasn't enough to make her leave. Not yet, at least.

Niyleigh wants to be a photographer, and live a perfect life with her girlfriend Amiyah. That's until Amiyah invited her to a family reunion. Taylor caught Niyleigh's eye... what happeneds to her future plans now?