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The Rival Coaches' Daughters by texasbonnieblue38
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"I hate you." "Good. I hate you too." "Then why can't I stop thinking about you?" ═════════════════════════ Cameron Price has spent her whole life being perfect UT's star forward. Dean's list. Boyfriend who plays pro. Daughter of the Longhorns' head coach. She says the right things, smiles the right way, and never lets anyone see her crack Jordan Mitchell has spent her whole life proving herself Texas State's captain. Rough edges, short fuse, and zero patience for people like Cameron. Daughter of the Bobcats' head coach. She doesn't do polished. She doesn't do perfect. And she has never, not once in twelve years, backed down from a Price Rival schools Rival coaches Rival daughters They've been at each other's throats since they were ten years old on the field, off it, every single time their worlds collide. It's the one thing in Cameron's life that doesn't feel rehearsed and Cameron's the one person Jordan has never been able to shake Same program. Same kids. Every Saturday for three months It's supposed to be uncomfortable and It is Just not in any way either of them prepared for Because hate doesn't do this. It doesn't make you notice every small thing about a person, the way she laughs, the way she argues, the way she looks at you like she already knows all your secrets Hate doesn't keep you awake at 2am replaying moments that shouldn't mean anything One kiss was supposed to end it Instead, it started something neither of them has a name for something that breaks every rule, crosses every line, and threatens everything they've each spent years building Their parents coach against each other. Their schools have a rivalry older than they are. There is no world where this works But they're running out of reasons to stop ═════════════════════════ Two rivals. One secret. Everything to lose
Falling for the athlete (wlw) by Athleteee1
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Sage Gray is the sports prodigy, troubled, popular and pretty Isabella Gray is an academic weapon, popular and the prettiest girl in school This is a slowburn so yes there will be yearning - Sages POV: Soccer and ice hockey is the two things I can do better than most people. No matter what game I was playing hockey or soccer since the first game of my high school career. My eyes always found a set of green eyes in the crowd, I couldn't stop looking at since the first day I met her. Isabella Miller. Since the first day of high school I was totally and utterly pulled towards her. She was gorgeous. Green eyes that always had so much life in them, a smile that made you look twice, and a laugh that you remembered. Maybe that was just me. She always looked back at me with a smile. It always felt like it was more than just a smile, Tegan my best friend thought I was just delusional. My other best friend didn't know Maddie Miller Isabella's twin sister, I'd never be able to tell her I was basically totally in love with her twin sister. See Isabella and Maddie were close, their sibling bond was so good. I never wanted to mess that up ever. I never stand a chance she's rumoured to be with Lucas a jock in the football team. But an athlete and so am I... no I'm just delusional. She was the prettiest girl in the school every girl knew that especially the guys. I didn't care about her looks yes she was beautiful but it was her smile, her eyes, the way she knew she was smarter than basically everyone at this school. I was in deep. Yet we never talked except the occasional hey or wave when I went to Maddies.
Across the Ocean by ghost13_06
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Scarlett is an exchange student and volleyball player living in California for one year. Her rules? Have fun in America, get good grades to make her parents proud, and don't fall in love under any circumstance. Emerson's family chose to take in Scarlett. She's rich, popular, and keeps herself busy while she focuses on her goals. After a rough breakup, she has put up walls to make sure no one can hurt her again. One made a promise to herself that she wouldn't fall in love, and one refuses to let anyone else in. Little do they know, the tension between them manifests into something too strong for either of them to ignore. Highest rankings: #2 lesbian #2 wlw #1 foreign exchange #2 yearn #1 bisexual
venus | wlw by thecreolelibra
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A drunken night on a girl's trip leads to a secret relationship between two best friends.
For Senior Year by Melovessports
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A w|w high school romance Emily Holloway just wants to get through the rest of her senior year without every guy in her grade trying to date her so she makes a deal with her ex girlfriend, Tatum Reese. They make a pact to date for the rest of Emily's senior year. But there's just one small issue. Emily and Tatum never lost feelings for each other and now that they are dating again, all those suppressed feelings are being resurfaced. They only have three and a half months before Emily graduates and leaves Tatum, who is a junior behind. Will they figure things out or will they stick to their deal and break up at the end of the year?
Tell Me To Stop by ll0veW0man
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She's bold. She's sharp. She's definitely trouble. And she won't leave Emory alone. Cassidy Monroe is new at Halston High a photographer with a cocky smile, a smart mouth, and no sense of personal space. She doesn't care about fitting in, following rules, or keeping her head down. And for some reason, she keeps showing up in Emory Price's life like it's on purpose. Emory doesn't flirt. She doesn't get distracted. She's focused, respected, maybe even a little untouchable. So when Cassidy starts teasing her between classes, sitting beside her in every shared period, and making her laugh when she's trying not to smile, Emory tells herself it doesn't matter. It's just noise. A phase. A girl with too much confidence and no filter. But the thing about Cassidy is she's not that easy to shake. And the longer Emory tries to ignore her, the harder it gets to tell whether she's annoyed... or addicted.
Friends to Forever | Paige Bueckers x Azzi Fudd by acchiiiiii7
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Who would have thought I'd end up being friends with the Paige Bueckers-basketball's golden child, admired by millions around the world? To everyone else, she's a superstar, but to me, she's always been just Paige. We met during Team USA camp, bonding over little jokes and quiet moments away from all the noise. Back then, neither of us cared about the hype; we were just two girls who loved basketball and understood the pressure that came with it. Over time, we became inseparable. Paige wasn't just insanely talented-she was hilarious, kind, and so genuine it almost didn't seem real. I admired her on the court, but it was off the court where I got to know the girl who loved messing around, eating way too many snacks, and singing badly to random songs. That was Paige to me-not some unattainable star, just a person I could be myself around. But lately, I've been feeling something different-something I never expected. Every time we're together, the air feels heavier, charged with something unspoken. I start noticing the way she smiles, the way her laugh makes me feel, and it's like the bond we share is shifting into something I can't quite name yet. And it scares me because this is Paige-my best friend, my teammate, my everything. What happens if I'm starting to feel more? What if... she is too?
In Her Hands by kehlaniswife_95
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Stephanie Walker is eighteen, moving across the country from Los Angeles to New York to begin her dream: law school at NYU. A new city, a new home, new friends, new everything. She's excited, but sleepless nights, old wounds, and quiet struggles follow her everywhere. She wants to live like any other college student, to blend in, to feel normal, but life hasn't been simple, and surviving on her own is harder than she expected. Every late night, every study session, every solitary drive home reminds her that life doesn't come with easy answers. Some nights, she leans on quiet habits she'd never tell anyone about, just to make it to morning. Elena Shay is thirty-two, NYU's Dean and a respected law professor. Her life is built on control, precision, and endless responsibility. At work, she's commanding, elegant, untouchable. Outside it, she's soft, warm, and human, but never careless. Elena doesn't date casually; she doesn't waste time or energy on anything that isn't worth it. She's deliberate, certain, and careful... Until Stephanie. Stephanie isn't just another student. She's sharp, captivating, and unafraid to be herself in a way that draws Elena in deeper than it should. Suddenly, the carefully maintained line between professional and personal life begins to blur. The rules, the expectations, the life Elena's worked so hard to control all scream that nothing between them can ever happen. And yet, the pull becomes impossible to ignore. As their worlds collide, Stephanie discovers a side of life she's never dared to touch: warmth, comfort, attention, and desire from someone who sees her fully, not as a girl with a "rough" childhood, but as a woman. Together, Elena and Stephanie fall into chaos, vulnerability, and longing they didn't know they were missing. Every glance, every touch, and every moment carries risk. Risk of exposure, of judgment, of everything crashing down, all shaped by the choices resting in their hands.
Study Session | WLW by _Crave__
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"Relax," I murmured softly. My voice dropped without me even thinking about it, lower now, closer. "Is this okay?" Charlotte hesitated. I felt it in the way her shoulders shifted beneath the tension, the tiny pause before she answered. Her fingers tightened once more around the armrests. Then loosened slightly. "...Yes." The word came out quieter than before. Careful. Neither of us spoke. Then, after holding there for just a second too long, I leaned forward. Slowly-so slowly it almost felt deliberate enough to give her time to stop me, if she wanted to. The distance between us shrank inch by careful inch, my gaze flickering briefly to her lips before lifting again to her body posture, searching for any sign that I should pull back. But I didn't. And when the last trace of space between us finally disappeared, I kissed her. --- Audrey DuPont is used to the party life, smoking and drinking until the sun comes up, and throwing money without a second thought. But what happens when money can't save her? Charlotte Brown is the polar opposite of the head cheer captain. She's stoic, quiet, smart, and most of all, she isn't a trust fund kid like the rest. The only thing on her mind is graduating and making money. They both want something from each other, but as the thin line blurs between academics and attraction, they'll have to wonder: Is it really worth it?
Perhaps, Ms. Dover by shewritesdesire
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Professor x Student | WLW Claire Dover (20) is standing at the edge of something she can't name. It began with a single moment, an instinct to reach out, to care, before she even knew who the woman was. Just a stranger in the wrong place at the wrong time. She didn't expect to see her again. She didn't expect that the woman she pulled back from the road would later introduce herself as Professor Hartmann (39). And Lyn? She never meant to care. She is the kind of woman who carries old grief like a folded letter in her coat pocket. But Claire is all sharp glances, quiet presence, and impossible timing. Now, every look, every pause between words, threatens to unravel something they both try to hold together. A slow-burn sapphic love story about restraint, proximity, and all the things we feel before we can name them.