Alexandra Kennedy doesn't believe in love, not after what happened her senior year of high school. Guarded and emotionally distant, she's learned to survive without needing anyone. Until Lena Tookes happened. Lena is magnetic, confident, and emotionally grounded. Their first meeting was brief but electric. When fate reunites them, one night turns into something deeper than either expected. This is not just a love story. It's about trust, healing, and the kind of connection that can only be found when you finally look beyond her eyes. Spin-off To Eyes On Me 18+

Serenth Lewis is a young woman in her final year of law school. She managed to land an internship at one of the most prestigious firms. Ambitious and confident, she does everything she can to keep her personal life from interfering with her future career as a lawyer. But beneath the strong image and confidence she projects, Serenth is caught in the grip of her father's manipulation and abuse. Liliane Larris is a cold woman who is the CEO of the law firm. She shows no emotion, neither in her face nor in her actions. She is used to keeping everything under control : her posture, her behavior, her secrets. That is, until Serenth walks into her life, shattering her carefully constructed world and awakening emotions she believed she no longer possessed. If there are spelling mistakes, Sorry. 🚬

My eyes narrowed down at her. God I hate Vampire's. Their perfection, their beauty, their lust for weak minds and strong bodies. I hate how they look and act, all innocent and pure until they desire the life source of all living things. Then they turn into the beasts humans describe all creatures to be, they become the same monsters as the rest of us. ....... Luna doesn't mistreat me like any other Wolf has. She doesn't kick me around and make fun of my fangs or need for blood. She doesn't make me do vulgar things then call me a slut and slap me around when I deny her accusations of me 'liking it'. She's not like every other Wolf out there. She's worse.

What else could Bella Kiretti possibly want? She had the perfect billionaire husband, the cars, houses,vacations and even the most beautiful children. Everything was given to her on a golden plate. But so everybody thought. With her husband always on business trios and her children now in College, Bella is left home alone most of the time. Everything was automatically running for her...wake up, eat, scroll through social media, walk the dog and sleep. Until there was a knock on the door; her twenty year old Nephew,Jack is in town and he wants a place to stay. "You have grown, and matured." He was no longer the boy she carried when he was young, he was taller, bigger and his dick was just the perfect size. It is a erotic short story compilations guaranteed to take you to the world of pleasure

[GP] Jennie Ruby Jane. People mistook her beauty for innocence, but her allure was never pure. It was deliberate, calculated, and devastatingly effective. Every line of her body carried an unspoken promise, and every glance was a test of willpower. A law student in her final year, she knew the power of words and wielded them like a blade-sharp, persuasive, lethal when she chose. Behind her red-painted lips and smoldering eyes was a mind sharper than any cross-examination. Lisa Manoban. A surgeon with ice-untouchable, unreadable. Her hands were steady, her heart carefully stitched shut after a painful past. Her beauty was clinical, almost cruel in its precision, a face carved in marble with eyes that gave nothing back. She spoke in measured tones, as if every word cost more than it was worth, and silence was her favorite weapon. While others sought warmth, Lisa offered only cold truth, her gaze dissecting people the way her scalpel did flesh. Together, they make the perfect storm- temptation and control, fire and ice, heat and emptiness. Can they turn the storm into a perfect weather? Or will the storm keeps swirling around?

Compilations of Daerin smut one-shots to keep you entertained. All shots are Haerin G!P‼️ (this is for the hock truthers like me) ▃ ✰ This story contains very explicit content and is intended for open-minded readers only and not suitable for all audiences. Reader discretion is advised.❗️ ✰ If you're uncomfortable, do not even bother reading for your own damn sake.❗️ ✰ Everything in this work is purely fictional and has nothing to do with the people in real life. The views, thoughts, and opinions expressed in this book belong solely to the author and do not necessarily reflect the views or opinions of any individuals mentioned or depicted herein. ▃ Note that most of these are converted fics (some of it maybe my og work) so all the credits belongs to the rightful owners. And again, I don't endorse, approve, or recommend any actions, behaviors, or ideas expressed within this work, except as elements of fictional storytelling. Plus, you are advised to exercise your own discretion and judgment while engaging with the content. (well if u enjoy it then good for u ig?)

"I'm going to fuck you until you're trembling beneath me Isa, until the only thing you can say is my name." Isa shifted, grinding against my slick, leaking cock, feeling her pulse under my hand, every twitch driving me crazier. My own cock was hard, straining, every nerve on fire. The guilt, sharp and insistent, clawed at my chest. I shouldn't be doing this. It was wrong. I shouldn't want it. But wanting it, needing it, made everything hotter, sharper, more unbearable. Every forbidden touch, every gasp, every press of our bodies together was sin incarnate, and it made me ache to keep going. "Miss Cross, please." She begged, voice trembling. "I need you inside me." "You're mine." I whispered as I slipped the tip in, fingers stroking her fucking perfect breasts, teasing, letting her feel the full weight of my dominance. - At Saint Therésè Academy for Girls, Miss Evelyn Cross is untouchable. Black button ups. Steel eyes. A voice that could slice through glass. She's the guidance counselor girls fear, the faculty respects, and no one dares cross. Rumors follow her like perfume of a ruined past, a war behind her eyes, and a heart made of rusted steel. Then Isadora 'Isa' Mercer walks in. Eighteen. Reckless. Dripping with sin and sunshine. Her skirt's too short. Her tongue's too sharp. And her eyes say she came here to ruin something. Evelyn tells herself she can handle it; the late night counseling sessions. The giggles behind closed doors. The lipstick stains that start showing up on her skin. But Isa doesn't want help. She wants control. And she's not afraid to beg for it. Now they're breaking rules, breaking each other, and baptizing themselves in every filthy secret they swore they'd never touch. Guilt becomes foreplay. Power becomes pleasure. And every whispered "Miss" turns into a moan she can't ignore. She was supposed to guide her. She ended up taking her apart, one touch at a time.

Just a bunch of one-shot smuts with futanari lesbo women :D Story will contain, Futanari, BDSM, Lesbianse, big dicks, small dicks, gay shit Feel free to send me a DM on who you want to have a one-shot next, any writing tips, or just wanna chitchat!!! (I AM VERY OPEN *SNAPS UR NECK*)

30 chapters of pure kink for all my women who love women! *** Highest Rankings: #1 in writingchallenge - 25/09/23 #1 in writingprompts - 10/06/24 #1 in 30daywritingchallenge - 04/01/25 #1 in 30days - 12/01/25