"The Help doesn't have to set a single foot into my office. Do you understand?" Mr.Armani spoke to me, condescension heavy in his tone. '𝘛𝘩𝘦 "𝘏𝘦𝘭𝘱" 𝘥𝘰𝘦𝘴𝘯'𝘵 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘮𝘢𝘬𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘸𝘪𝘧𝘦 𝘤𝘶𝘮 𝘦𝘪𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳.' I think to myself, '𝘉𝘶𝘵 𝘐 𝘥𝘰 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘵𝘰𝘰 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘨𝘰𝘰𝘥 𝘮𝘦𝘢𝘴𝘶𝘳𝘦.' ✂ ✁ ✃ My name is Maxine Walker. I was a bright eyed 22 year old woman, with nothing but a high school diploma and the desperate need for something new. I craved independency, and to be away from my parents. I had to find a way to make ends meet and somehow, I got the opportunity to become a housekeeper. A housekeeper for a rich man and his hot, hot wife... Mrs.Armani, Naya Armani, was a sight for sore eyes. But I was her employee. And I had a long-distance girlfriend. And she was married. Fuck, I can't believe she's married. ✂ ✁ ✃

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.

"Are you alright, Darling?" Vanya slyly asks as I sit on her lap and she bumps her knee up and down, hitting every sensitive spot. I bury my face in her neck, gasping for air, my nails digging into her back as she keeps lifting her knee towards my core. She's barely doing anything and I'm already a mess, and she knows it. Her hand darts to my neck, gently squeezing the sides of it, leaving just enough space for me to breathe and answer her as she demands that I answer her. "Answer me, Darling. Tell your daddy what's wrong," she demands, forcing me to look into her eyes, never stopping her knee movements. As she presses her knee into my core, she starts moving her knee in small circles, enjoying my quiet whimpers and moans. "I'm alright," I finally answer. Vanya, with a sly smile, roughly kisses me, slipping her tongue into my mouth as I gasp. Her hands drift from my throat to my hips, rolling up my skirt until she can fiddle with the elastic band of my underwear, picking it off my skin and letting go so that it slaps against my skin. I moan at the feeling. Vanya gently lifts my hips, never giving me a chance to break my lips away from hers as she moves my underwear to the side, slipping her dick into me, my walls stretching wide around her, struggling to adjust to her size. I stop her as she starts thrusting deeply and quickly into me, unable to handle the overstimulation. "Come on, Darling. You can take it for me, can't you?" She hisses in my ear. "Now why don't you ride daddy's dick like the good girl you are. Don't worry about being quiet either. My office is soundproof." **** A girl who, as a joke with a friend, who claimed while drunk to possess magic, tells them to prove it. Little did she know she should have been more specific... It's been 200 years since that joke.

LA, 77th district. Stef Foster is the Captain of Police. She and her husband are trying to conceive. Desperate to have a child they go through IVF together. Embryo transfer day comes and there, she meets Lena, a beautiful and temperamental woman, here for the very same reason: a baby. Little did they know that this day would mark the beginning of an infinite bond between them. AUTOR NOTE: No time to post every day, so I post the whole thing all at once. Enjoy :) TRIGGER WARNING: mention of violence, murder, kidnapping, sex scenes, strong language, cheating, miscarriage, IVF... DISCLAIMER: I do not own "The Fosters", Stef and Lena's characters or anything else mentioned in the show. A few elements are inspired from "Jane The Virgin" and "The L Word" as well.

My name is Moon Diamond, I'm seventeen. My parent's have beat me every day since I can remember. Then one day they arrange a marriage so they can be rid of me once and for all. But will this come back and hit them where it hurt's. WAIT AND SEE.

An angel and a rebel. A scholarship girl and a playgirl. When their worlds collide, sparks fly-and nothing will ever be the same. When Enid Jones-straight-A student and the perfect Islamic daughter-earns a scholarship to the prestigious Montrose Academy, she believes her life is finally falling into place. Her plan is simple: keep her head down, ace her classes, secure a scholarship to Yale, work a side job, and one day gain full custody of her younger sister from their abusive father. But trouble has other plans for Enid... and its name is Olivia Grayson. Carefree, rebellious, and notorious for breaking hearts, Olivia is Montrose Academy's golden girl. With her comes the infamous Golden Four, and a whirlwind of chaos Enid wants no part of. At least, that's what she tells herself. Because Olivia isn't just interested in Enid-she's made it her mission to strip away the saintly image everyone sees and uncover the fire hidden beneath. But what if it's Olivia's carefully crafted "bad girl" façade that begins to crumble first... all because of a certain brunette who was never supposed to matter? ๑ "After what you and your stupid friends did to me, isn't it enough? Do you really have to rub it in my face?" I snapped, my voice shaking with fury. Olivia just smirked, stepping closer until her warm minty breath fanned against my lips. My pulse went wild, betraying me. "I'm only just getting started, angel," she whispered in that husky voice of hers. "And I'll stop... the moment I hear you moan my name." ๑ An angel and a rebel. A scholarship girl and a playgirl. Can love survive when it's least expected-or will it destroy them both?

Hello, I'm Ash, I'm 21, I live in a 2 bedroom apartment by myself and I work at my local mall. I have a best friend named Elly, and I work with my crush. I have long dirty blond hair with highlights and curtain bangs, I have pale skin and gorgeous bright green eyes... I have a crush on the girl from work but then I run into this other girl and somehow I feel a deep pull to her as well. Will I end up with one of them, neither of them or is it possible to somehow be with both?

Lorraine, a beautiful princess from the kingdom of Bondoc, has been locked away in a tower-guarded by a terrifying dragon-for years. She waited in the dragon's keep, in the highest room of the tallest tower for her true love and true love's first kiss. Until one day, her handsome prince charming had finally come. Only it wasn't a handsome prince charming. It wasn't a prince at all. (This story is inspired by Shrek from Dreamworks)

When Nike announces an open request for a pitch for a new campaign, Ad agency executive Kris van Noorel jumps into the fray. A promotion is on the line, but when the boss' daughter is assigned to work alongside her, the writing is on the wall as to who will get it. But that doesn't mean Kris won't do her best, and as the two women work together, more than a pitch is developed.

Five years ago, Jesse lost her wife and unborn child in an unimaginable way. After spending all her time since then working for an unknown agency and hunting down the people responsible, along with others that prey in the innocent, she has to rescue her late wife's little sister and her fiancé from a similar threat. As they fight to free others from the same fate as her wife, Jesse finds herself falling for the only people that she has left in her life that love her. But with her bloody past, is she worthy of that love? TW: People die. There may also be bad words and sex (ok, there is).