Callie comes right out of a break up that left her questioning a few things. The only thing she doesn't question is whether or not to tell her parents about this. They warned her about dating a bi-woman and Callie surely won't admit that they were right. A little desperate to figure out what to do when her parents visit for New Years Eve and expect to meet her girlfriend, Callie gets run over by a stranger who might need her help just as much. But is fake-dating really what Callie wants and needs right now? She's over being in relationships that don't work but she doesn't really have any other choice. Her life gets complicated though, when she figures out that her fake relationship might spark up real feelings. up real feelings.

Shawn, bullied for her differences. Gives up on finding love, until she meets her... Abbigail loses her sight due to a horrific accident. Gives up on finding love until she finds her... Embark on this journey between two estranged women and their find in true love. ****Editing complete 💯****

"I can't save you, Alex. All I can do is ruin you." Desire, possession, and a love that was never meant to happen. Alex Caldwell should never fall for the daughter of the family that'd been her bloodline's most ruthless enemy for generations. But obsession doesn't care about rules, it devours them. No matter how rational the warnings, how catastrophic the consequences and how deeply the hatred runs in your families' veins. ================ Alex Caldwell is heir to a notorious Cursed City. Daughter of Bella Caldwell and Mark Cooper. Before accepting her fate, Alex is granted one last taste of freedom: four years in Switzerland with her aunt Blake, her wife Willow, and the family that feels more like home than her own. But that time is over. Now she's returning to the Cursed City... To finish her final year at her father's Academy. Completing it is non-negotiable. Only within those walls can she master the hidden knowledge of the secret society her family has ruled for centuries. Fail, and the inheritance slips away forever. The day before term begins, restless and missing her aunts' home, Alex takes Blake's old motorcycle and rides toward a private stretch of shore. A place Blake once shared only with Willow, a memory so intimate Alex's felt honoured just to know of it. But she never reaches it. Her attention's pulled away by a mysterious stranger sitting alone on the ocean shore. One look seals her fate. Now new forbidden feelings will decide whether she claims her power or loses everything to the one person she should've avoided at any cost. ================ This book is a spin-off of "She's the danger I crave to taste," but it's a completely standalone story. Alex is intersex ================ Be careful this story contains: Profanity Smut Violence

Londyn talks too much, pushes too many buttons, and never knows when to walk away. Aries doesn't say much at all. Somewhere between jealousy, late-night arguments, and trouble that refuses to stay gone, the two of them find themselves tangled in something deeper than either expected. And the more they try to ignore it, the harder it becomes to pretend it isn't real.

When Selené Cortez told her crime boss fiancé that she would rather die than marry him, she meant every word- she just wasn't expecting him to call her bluff. Now, making his bodyguard, Anya, fall in love with her might just be the only thing that will save her life.

Lesbian Romance Angel James loves her life as a submissive woman. Unfortunately, however, she also loves to break every rule known to man. Will head dominant Scarlet Black be able to tame the unruly Angel, or will she too be forced to give her up? *** Angel James didn't have the best start in life. She was plagued with misfortune and taught never to trust those around her, despite desperately wanting to. At eighteen, Angel found herself taken in by the famous Mistress Gloria, the leading dominant of a world dedicated to a society of sub/ dom relationships. Now, at twenty-three, Angel has a reputation for breaking the rules. Mistress Gloria is at her wits-end and calls for her top ranking dominant, Scarlet to come and help.

Kayla gets a mysterious job offer to be a caretaker of a daughter of a wealthy family in a countryside mansion. Who is this girl she's hired to take care of? **Viewer discretion: This story explores themes of trauma, twisted love, blurred emotional bonds, and intense intimacy that could easily be misconstrued as unsettling sensuality. If you choose to read, take care of yourself-some parts may comfort you, others might make you uncomfortable.

"I've never been with a woman before." I was an echo chamber to her words as I made my admission shyly, looking away as my face grew hot with embarrassment. I wasn't lying. I never had been with a woman before. Especially not an older, well respected and successful woman. Vivian Black took me by my chin, forcing me to look her in the eyes, "Let me change that." I watched and allowed her to trace circles into my hip, "What about the men I told you about? She let out a small laugh, her lips now on my neck and her hand in between my legs, "I'll make you forget all about them."

Xan a stripper, works the vampire club, where she met two mysterious and dark vampire. Who have no problem sharing her...If you know what that entitled. : : "Kiss my ass," I growled. She smirked. "How much?" I snorted. "Your order?" Jager leaned over the table, her gaze fixed on me. "Tell me, Snow Princess. How much for a kiss on your ass? Name your price." I realized that for them, everything revolved around naming a price, and they could get what they wanted. That's how they had lived for years. "Blood wine and shots, coming right up," I said, ignoring her proposition. She leaned back, the purple lighting casting shadows on their faces, making them appear even more enigmatic. "Do your thing, Snow Flakes. But when you come back, I hope the price is on the tip of those lips," she said. I rolled my eyes. "Whatever," I mumbled. "Come here," Jager commanded. I couldn't help but smile inside as she rummaged through her seemingly endless supply of cash. She folded a few bills and leaned forward, slipping the money into the side of my skirt. Her hand lingered, palming my ass cheeks. "So damn full," she remarked, her words slipping through her fangs. Read to find out...