Charlotte wasn't expecting anything life-changing the night she met Florky-a confident, inked, and charming woman with a voice that made her world slow down. What started with a simple introduction quickly blossoms into something honest, tender, and real. No games. No twists. Just two women falling into the kind of love that feels easy, natural, and right. This is a soft romance, told from the heart. ( Warning this is not for underage people, oh and don't read it if you're going to be a homophobic loser bye)

She wasn't supposed to matter. Not like this. Not enough to make me break my own rules. But the way she looked at me- Like I was the only safe thing in a world that never gave her one- Changed everything. This isn't a love story. It's survival. And maybe... It's something more. I wasn't looking to be saved. People like me don't get rescued. We survive. Quietly. Carefully. Alone. But then she looked at me like I wasn't broken- Like I was worth staying for. She doesn't know what I've done to make it this far. She doesn't know what I am. And if she ever finds out... Will she still stay?

She never looked at me like everyone else did-her gaze lingered, like she was memorizing something she wasn't allowed to keep. And I hated how my heart answered her silently, betraying me with a desire that only existed when she was near.

"I do have something in mind, actually." The words were certain and very clear. Celine leaned back against the couch, her smirk softening into something darker, quieter. "Well then," She said, voice smooth enough to make my spine tingle, "Come show me." My breath caught before I could even think. The room seemed to hum around us-the low buzz of the liquor, the faint rustle of the robe against my skin, her eyes following me as she'd already decided what was going to happen next. Something in my chest fluttered-or maybe it flipped. The words weren't loud, but they pulled at me anyway like a command wrapped in velvet. I hesitated, barely. Then the hesitation melted away, the same way the liquor did earlier. My body moved before my mind caught up, slow and deliberate 𝘰𝘯 𝘮𝘺 𝘬𝘯𝘦𝘦𝘴, drawn to her like gravity wasn't a choice. 𖤓𖤓𖤓𖤓𖤓𖤓𖤓𖤓𖤓𖤓𖤓𖤓 Monét was never one to follow rules, that word seemed unknown to her knowledge. Monét was a troublemaker, it ran in her blood-well half of her blood. Her father being the chief of the police, the rule follower, yet he made an exception for his daughter always running to her rescue when needed. Monét was also the type to get what she wants, so when she sees this older lawyer-you can guess what she wants. And she intends to get it, stopping at nothing. She wouldn't let anything stop her, not age, not her issues, not her father, not a judge. Nothing would stop her from getting what she wanted.

"She's fucking weird and different than us" she said laughing. It made me so angry. I wanted to punch her but she was right in some way. "You know what? You're right, she's different" I said and she nodded her head "exactly" "She's different because she's better than all of us" --- This story will include: -detailed sexual content -sexual assault -mental health issues -drugs, weed, alcohol etc. -family issues

"You don't know how much it hurts me seeing you with him. I tell you about it, you apologize then go on with your life like nothing even happened" She frowned her eyebrows as I spoke "baby you know I care about how you feel but I can't just break up with him-" i cut her off "why not?" "I know you and I are completely different people and your dad obviously doesn't like me but we both know you don't care about what your dad says so what is it? Why won't you break up with him and be with me?" She stayed quiet and looked down, not saying anything "talk to me when you figure shit out" --- This story will include: (warnings) -detailed sexual content -mental/physical abuse -sexual assault/harassment -abuse -violence -alcohol, drugs, weed etc. -family issues

"Alekses, why are you doing this," Xhenia cried as she pulled on her chain. Why is she acting as if I'm not here? Alekses ignored her and continued working. "Answer me, Alekses!" Alekses once again ignored her. "Alekses, please answer me." With a sigh, Alekses pushed away from her desk and directed her view to the chained mouse. "What is it, Whiskers?" "I'm not a pet," Xhenia shouted. Alekses raised her eyebrows at Xhenia and began clearing the middle of her desk. When she was done, Alekses stood and walked over to her mouse. She looked down at her before she crouched and gripped her chin. "You're right. You're not just a pet. You're my pet."

"Are you deaf?" She asks. Carson chuckles and I shake my head. I type out 'I'm mute.' ...... "What do you want me to do?" She panicked. I open my mouth to speak but nothing comes out. Blake nods her head, "Try again or type out what you need me to do, I'm here for you Maz." I nod my head and more tears fell, "T-Fake me somewea' quiet." I stutter with a hoarse voice.

(I UNDERSTAND THIS BOOK HAS MISTAKES, I WILL TRY TO FIX AS MANY AS I CAN!! I APPRECIATE YOUR WORDS!!) (teacherxstudent) Alex, a senior in college, finishing off her final year with her bestfriend named Ava. they've been through everything together, hell and hot water but nothing has ever come between them. as the year closes, Alex comes face to face with new challenges and new people-finding a new liking to her fathers ex girlfriend, aka her new college professor-what will Alex do? will she face her fears or will she fold under pressure?

"Your family doesn't like white people?" "I didn't say that.. they do. It's just, you're white and you're a cop." Tiana reminded her, she hummed while stopping at a red light. "It's always been fuck the police." "Will it always be?" Lindsey asked her, they were now staring into each other's eyes. Lindsey watching as Tiana's pupils slightly expanded, her expression becoming slightly shocked.