2023 Watty's WINNER! Queen bee Ivy Mora, the untouchable goddess, and simply average Camryn Sako could not be more different. While everyone worships the ground Ivy walks on, Camryn wants nothing to do with it. She loathes everything about Ivy and her ridiculous chase to become prom queen, especially when Ivy suddenly tries to get closer to her. But you know what they all say: Ivy Mora always gets what she wants. - DUAL POV - (started: july 2022) (finished: april 2023) (editing: IN PROGRESS - 2025) ** NOT an intersex gxg book awards & recognition: - 2023 Watty's Award Winner! - 🥇The Royal Awards (Romance) - 🥉The Misfits Awards (Romance) #1 in promqueen - nov. 24, 2022 #1 in prom - aug. 20, 2025 #1 in eroticromance - dec. 30, 2022 #2 in lgbtpride - jan. 5, 2023

She remembered her scent. It seemed to verify her aura. Her scent was cherry Coke and cigarettes. The latter one was passed onto her, especially after she had handed her her first cigarette only three months ago. Three months was all it took for her to develop that bad habit, but it wasn't the first nor the only one she developed in that period of time. Now she laid on the roof where she had smoked her first cigarette three months ago, and she glanced over at the full can of cherry Coke sitting on the concrete next to her, almost as if it were mocking her. A dull ache formed in her heart, a hollow, resounding ache that penetrated her deepest core. The sudden burning sensation in her fingers made her realize that the cigarette was burned to its very end, and maybe so was she. -♤-♤-♤-♤-♤-♤-♤-♤-♤-♤- August is attending Cornell University as a creative writing major, and while at a college party her friends dragged her to much to her dismay, she stumbles upon a gang in an alleyway and sees something she shouldn't have. With her life now in danger, she has to deal with the consequences of that night-which includes the leader of the Blue Porcelain gang, Willow, a tall and brooding woman whose green eyes would put the girl in more danger than being caught in a spiderweb of New York gangs ever could. [tw: violence, sex]

"Harper, I don't think you should say this to me and... touch me like this," Ava spoke, but her voice lacked confidence. - Ava is known as the "church girl" at school, a label that brings her nothing but trouble. Her deeply religious family insists she leads a church group for teenagers, making her an easy target for bullies. The worst of them all is Harper, a rebellious teen who despises Ava's prim and proper ways. Harper's relentless mockery and teasing make Ava's school life a daily struggle. But when Harper's behavior finally crosses a line, her exasperated father, David, lays down an ultimatum: join Ava's church group or face real consequences. Harper chooses the lesser evil, but not without a plan. She's going to sabotage the group from the inside, push Ava's buttons until she snaps, and get herself kicked out on her own terms. What Harper doesn't expect is that Ava isn't just the church girl. And definitely not the way everything begins to change once she sees the real Ava. ⚠️This story isn't about the Church or religion. It's about how beliefs can be twisted by those who seek control. ⚠️ Content Warning: This story contains: Profanity Explicit mature content Mention of abuse Every character in this story is over 18 years old.

They used to dance side by side - Ekaterina and Floralie, best friends, inseparable. Until one betrayal turned them into rivals. Floralie did the one thing Kate could never forgive: she stole her first boyfriend. Years later, Kate makes sure they meet again. Same stage, same dream, same role - the Spring Gala. This time, she's determined to win. To shine. To make Floralie regret everything. Maybe even to take back the boy she lost. But what begins as revenge slowly turns into something else. Every step, every touch, every look brings back what she tried to bury. And what if Kate isn't who she thought she was? What if envy was never the real story between these two rivals ?

"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.

18+ "𝘙𝘦𝘺𝘯𝘢. 𝘖𝘶𝘵 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘣𝘦𝘥," 𝘐𝘳𝘪𝘴 𝘰𝘳𝘥𝘦𝘳𝘦𝘥, 𝘷𝘰𝘪𝘤𝘦 𝘴𝘰𝘧𝘵 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘦𝘥 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘢𝘶𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘳𝘪𝘵𝘺. 𝘙𝘦𝘺𝘯𝘢'𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘳𝘰𝘢𝘵 𝘣𝘰𝘣𝘣𝘦𝘥 𝘪𝘯 𝘢 𝘩𝘢𝘳𝘥 𝘴𝘸𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘰𝘸. 𝘏𝘦𝘳 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘵 𝘧𝘭𝘶𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘦𝘥 𝘴𝘰 𝘷𝘪𝘰𝘭𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘭𝘺 𝘪𝘵 𝘢𝘭𝘮𝘰𝘴𝘵 𝘩𝘶𝘳𝘵, 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘢 𝘣𝘪𝘳𝘥 𝘣𝘢𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘪𝘵𝘴𝘦𝘭𝘧 𝘢𝘨𝘢𝘪𝘯𝘴𝘵 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘳𝘪𝘣𝘴. "𝘙𝘦𝘺𝘯𝘢, 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘺." 𝘔𝘢𝘳𝘢'𝘴 𝘷𝘰𝘪𝘤𝘦 𝘤𝘶𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩 𝘴𝘩𝘢𝘳𝘱𝘭𝘺, 𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘯, 𝘥𝘳𝘪𝘱𝘱𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘸𝘢𝘳𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢𝘴 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘥𝘢𝘳𝘬 𝘦𝘺𝘦𝘴 𝘭𝘰𝘤𝘬𝘦𝘥 𝘰𝘯 𝘙𝘦𝘺𝘯𝘢'𝘴 𝘧𝘢𝘤𝘦. 𝘙𝘦𝘺𝘯𝘢 𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘻𝘦, 𝘣𝘰𝘥𝘺 𝘳𝘪𝘨𝘪𝘥, 𝘤𝘢𝘶𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘣𝘦𝘵𝘸𝘦𝘦𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘵𝘸𝘰 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘮𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘴. "𝘐-𝘐..." "𝘠𝘰𝘶 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘺 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘰𝘣𝘦𝘺 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘵𝘪𝘦𝘥 𝘶𝘱," 𝘐𝘳𝘪𝘴 𝘮𝘶𝘳𝘮𝘶𝘳𝘦𝘥, 𝘵𝘪𝘭𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘥 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘢 𝘴𝘭𝘺 𝘴𝘮𝘪𝘳𝘬, "𝘰𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘨𝘶𝘯?" 𝘔𝘢𝘳𝘢'𝘴 𝘫𝘢𝘸 𝘤𝘭𝘦𝘯𝘤𝘩𝘦𝘥, 𝘪𝘳𝘳𝘪𝘵𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯 𝘧𝘭𝘢𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢𝘤𝘳𝘰𝘴𝘴 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘧𝘢𝘤𝘦 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘢 𝘴𝘱𝘢𝘳𝘬. Two obsessions. One girl.

Itinakwil. Hinusgahan. Tinuring na malas. Pero sa halip na lumuhod, itinayo ni Ashen Draven Arundel ang sarili niyang imperyo. Sa edad na 18, isa na siyang multi-trillionaire, isang henyo sa agham at imbensyon, at isang emperador ng mundong hindi alam ng iba. Walang nakakaalam ng tunay niyang pagkatao maliban sa iisang pamilyang kumupkop sa kanya. Bilang bahagi ng isang laro, pumasok siya sa Draven Arundel University bilang isang ordinaryong estudyante, sa mismong paaralang pinamumunuan niya. Doon, nakasama niya ang mga kapatid na hindi man lang siya nakilala mga taong itinuring siyang walang halaga noon, ngunit ngayo'y hindi nila alam na siya ang taong hindi nila kayang pantayan. Isang gabing puno ng alak at kawalan ng kontrol, nakilala niya ang limang babaeng tumakas mula sa buhay na hindi nila pinili. Isang gabi, isang pagkakamali o siguro, isang kapalarang hindi niya matatakasan. At ngayon, sa mundo niyang puno ng yaman, kapangyarihan, at lihim, may isang bagay siyang gustong makuha. Ang limang babaeng minsan niyang nakasama sa dilim. TAGLISH

Mint Fuentes, a certified homophobic. People of equal gender loving each other disgusts the hell out of her. She believes that woman are for man, and man are for woman. Walang labis, walang kulang. But she died, and her soul got sent to another body. A body of a woman, who happens to have four wives. Ngunit bakit parang ilag na ilag sa kanya ang mga asawa nya? Bakit kakikitaan nya ng pagkadisgusto ang mga mukha nito tuwing nakakasalubong sya? Hindi ba't asawa sya ng mga ito? Hindi ba't dapat ay mahal sya ng mga ito? The thing is.. she's just their UNWANTED wife.

Longing to escape the colourless monotony of her days and step into a world gilded with silks and stillness, Jane dared to reach for something beyond her grasp. Whether it was innocence that drove her or a quiet hunger she could no longer deny, she did not know. But in doing so, she drew the gaze of Lady Blackwood... a gaze weighted with both promise and peril. Even the deer sharpen knives for their own undoing, offering themselves, fresh upon your altar. So take me. Eat of my flesh, drink of my blood- sweetened, hidden, poured into wine. ~ Jane's Confession ~

Samira has lived many lifetimes, and in each one, she falls in love with the same person. But no matter how much she loves her, she is never the one who gets chosen. Now, in this new life, Samira is determined to change her fate. This time, Samira will do whatever it takes to finally be with her. But as the past repeats itself, Samira faces difficult choices. How far will she go to break the cycle of heartbreak? Will she ever be the one chosen, or is she destined to lose her love again?