Manhattan belongs to 𝐒𝐨𝐥𝐞𝐢𝐥 𝐊𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐭𝐞. At twenty-three, she is New York's most meticulous success story. A fashion prodigy with Vogue covers, private fittings, and a reputation for control so precise it borders on ruthless. Her world runs on schedule, silence, and the understanding that she does not share space. Until she has to. When her widowed father remarries, Soleil gains a step-sister she neither asked for nor intends to accommodate. 𝐖𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐨𝐰 𝐂𝐡𝐫𝐲𝐬𝐟𝐢𝐞𝐥𝐝 is eighteen, newly arrived in Manhattan, and deeply embedded in one of the city's most visible religious circles. She moves through charity galas and candlelit sanctuaries with an ease that feels immovable, guided by conviction rather than ambition. They do not understand each other. They do not intend to try. Because Soleil's not accustomed to kneeling. And Willow's never fallen into a trap. They were never meant to share a house. But in a city that rewards power in all its forms, conviction can look a lot like defiance; and control can start to feel dangerously close to surrender.

Milena gave up college to take care of her family's coffee shop after her father's accident. But when bills pile up and hope runs thin, she turns to underground boxing - dangerous, illegal, and the only thing paying enough to keep them afloat. Across the street from the café sits a towering company run by Viviana Romano- a powerful, cold CEO who secretly owns the ring milena fights in. When Vivianna hears about a new fighter causing a stir, she doesn't expect the stubborn girl from the café. Milena doesn't care who Viviana is - all she sees is a woman who plays safe and never gets her hands dirty. They argue. They clash. But something keeps pulling them back together.

This book may NOT be reproduced, reposted, copied, or translated in any way unless you receive permission directly from the author. Felicity Rose Bennett has everything the world thinks she wants-chart-topping songs, magazine covers, fans who call her perfect. But the world doesn't know she's hiding. Burned out, suffocated by fame, and haunted by a stalker no one else knows about, Felicity flees to her mothers' quiet Toronto lake house just to breathe for the first time in years. She doesn't expect Harriet Johnson to walk through the door with a suitcase and a key. Harriet has spent the last four years running from her past-alcohol addiction, heartbreak, and the memory of the only girl she's ever loved. Sober now and fighting her way through med school, she only wanted a quiet summer. She didn't know Felicity would be here. She didn't know that sharing a roof again would feel like falling into a storm she thought she'd survived. They were childhood best friends turned teenage lovers-until Harriet broke Felicity's heart in the worst possible way. Now they're twenty-two, trapped by old history and new secrets, in the same house that once held their whispered dreams and first kisses. The deal is simple: her side, my side. But nothing about Felicity and Harriet has ever been simple. Not the history, not the wanting, not the way every look feels like a dare and every brush of skin threatens to set them both on fire. In the thick of July, in a house full of memories, two girls who once had everything will have to decide if second chances are worth the risk-and if loving each other is worth surviving for.

Selene Suarez was once the art world's rising star-brilliant, celebrated, unstoppable. Then came the scandal, the arrest, and a prison sentence for a crime she didn't commit. Now, she's free but hollow, hiding from a world that watched her fall and moved on without her. She doesn't paint. She doesn't trust. And she definitely doesn't let people in. Then Haven Mondragón shows up-relentlessly cheerful, wildly persistent, and completely unaware of the walls Selene has spent years building. She's supposed to be straight. She's supposed to be just another visitor who leaves. But she keeps coming back. Haven is everything Selene isn't: open, soft, and full of reckless belief in second chances. And the more Selene resists, the more their connection starts to feel like something real. Selene doesn't want to feel anything. Haven doesn't know how to stop. But when boundaries blur and truths unravel, they're both forced to face the one question that could change everything: What if the person you're running from is the one who makes you feel whole again?

This feels so wrong, I can't help but think as I'm perched on the edge of her desk, my legs spread wide as my knuckles turn white from gripping the edge so tightly as she sucks and bites at my inner thighs as I whimper. Her hands hold my thighs far apart, biting harder whenever I try to snap my legs shut, ignoring my whimpers for her to stop. I know she's used to doing this but I'm not. Especially not in a place so public as her office. People are almost constantly coming and going from it. I know she locked the door when she pinned me against it earlier and began smashing her lips against mine, slipping her tongue in to play with mine but I'm still anxious that someone will disturb us. My fingers grip into her hair as I pull her face away from my inner thighs, her eyes playfully glancing up at me as she notices the tomato-coloured flush covering my face. "What's wrong, lovely?" She teasingly whispers, her hands continuing to play with my thick thighs. "Come on, tell daddy what's wrong." "I'm not really comfortable..." I utter making her arch a beautiful brow. "Oh, I'm sure when I'm fucking you that'll be the last of your worries," she chuckles, standing up so that she can lean over me as one of her hands slithers around my waist to support me as I lean away from her. Without any warning she rubs her large bulge against me making a muffled moan leave my lips. She kisses and sucks at my neck, definitely going to leave hickeys as I try to resist. "Just relax for me, love. I promise I'll be gentle."For some reason I don't believe her, especially as her fingers begin to roughly rub my sensitive bundle of nerves with a sly smile. "Just enjoy the feeling. I'll make sure to take care of you if you pass out." *** Haelyn doesn't recall anything before she woke up in the middle of nowhere, her body in pain and feeling...different. She has no clue as to what happened to her until she finally can look at her new reflection.

After having her life shattered, Faye Burton moves to New York to pursue her long life dream of having her own solo exhibition, while trying to find out who she is outside the people who have always surrounded her. As she makes a new life for herself in a completely different city with completely new people, she is forced to look at everything she is, including the things she wishes she weren't. Faye will need to figure out who she is, who she wants to be and how her life will look like from now on... especially when it comes to her, who shall not be named.

The Space Between Cheers is a quiet, slow-burning love story about noticing someone before you're ready to admit what it means. Rowan Hale lives for the field-bruised knees, taped ankles, and the steady comfort of rules she understands. She knows how to fight for space during a game, but everywhere else in her life feels uncertain. She's learned to keep her head down, her feelings contained, and her eyes forward. Lila Moreno lives on the sidelines, smiling on cue, lifting others higher, moving in perfect formation. She's good at being seen without being known, at cheering loudly while hiding the parts of herself that don't fit the image everyone expects. They exist on opposite sides of Friday nights until small moments begin to blur the distance between them. ACHIEVEMENTS: #1 - highschool experience #3- love #1- lesbianromance #2- gxg #1- sapphic #1- womanxwoman

​"What happens when your 'once-in-a-lifetime' girl is actually the 'one-in-a-billion' pop star you're obsessed with?" Parker Green is a professional over-thinker and a dedicated archivist of things that don't belong to her. At twenty-eight, her life is a mess of dusty maps and a secret Twitter fan account for Athena-the world's most elusive, masked pop sensation. ​After a brutal breakup caused by her "unhealthy obsession" with a woman who wears a gold mask and never shows her forehead, Parker's friends give her an ultimatum: Get a real life, or lose your mind. ​Enter Nicole. She's stunning, she's mysterious, and she's sitting at Parker's favorite pub. For the first time in years, Parker feels a spark that has nothing to do with fan theories or music videos. But as their romance blooms, Parker has to hide her massive shrine to Athena to avoid looking like a total psycho. ​The only problem? Nicole has a mask of her own. A literal one. Because Nicole is Athena. ​In a world of secret identities, high-stakes fame, and embarrassing fan-girl moments, can a relationship survive when it's built on a lie? Or will the truth be the one thing that brings the curtains down?

"You're leaving now because you can't kill me! You don't have the guts because you're in love with me" I said in anger as I try to sit up. My whole body is so weak right now. She stopped from walking away to face me. There's no denying now that she and Violet are the same person. "Don't be so full of yourself Lieutenant. I'm leaving not because I can't kill you, I'm leaving because I definitely can" she said coldly before pulling the trigger of her gold pistol. I gasped in so much pain as my body fell down the floor. The person that I trust and fell in love with is the same person that I want dead. I gazed up to the ceiling as my tears started to fall before everything went blank. Sky Montreal did everything she could to be the youngest captain of the SWAT elite team in replacement of her brother Michael, that was murdered by Lady Mystique. She will do everything to kill her to avenge Michael. Lady Mystique trained so hard to be the best assassin and the future leader of the Triad. She will do everything to kill the person that murdered her beloved mother. What will happen if Sky finds out that the person that she fell in love with is Lady Mystique? What will happen if Lady Mystique falls in love with the person that she's supposed to kill? How far can they go to avenge their loved ones? Will they fall for the fate that they planned? or they will end up Falling in Reverse? Copyright © 2020-2022. All rights reserved.

Addison is gay and has a massive crush on a cheerleader at her school. A cheerleader who is supposed to be 'straight'. But as the school year progressives so does Addison's confusion about Blair. Maybe Blair isn't as straight as she seems... ---- "So a little birdy told me that you might have a crush on me, Is that true?" She questioned. My cheeks went crimson as I looked at her inquisitively, she was so close I could kiss her in less than a second. I kept my composure though and replied timidly "N-no. Who said that?" She looked me up and down and I'm sure...well 99% positive that she stared at my lips the longest. "Well your eyes are telling me different," She responded voice low like a whisper. "What do you mean?" I asked slightly biting my lip from nerves. "Your pupils are dilated which is a sign of attraction to a person," She said licking her lips. "Oh and by the way you look cute when you bite your lip." --- Info about me: Hi, my names Emily. This is the first full story I wrote so I hope my writing has improved since then 😅. Anyway I hope you enjoy 🥰 ***This story should only be on Wattpad. Any copies of this story elsewhere are not with my consent*** ----- *Original story* #1 gxg 14/7/19, 27/7/19, 5/8/19, 7/8/19, 8/9/19 #1 Bisexual 17/7/19, 3/1/2020, 3/6/2020, 9/6/2020, 28/8/2020 #4 LGBT 21/7/19 #3 LGBT 15/9/19 #1 Gay 24/7/19, 21/7/19, 28/5/2020 #1 Lesbian 17/8/19, 14/8/19, 15/9/19, 23/9/19, 28/9/19, 7/11/19, 29/11/19, 2/2/2020 #1 LGBT 27/8/19 #1 YA 11/9/2020 #4 YA 27/9/19 #1 Highschool 15/10/19 #1 Teen 21/12/19 #1 Angst 5/1/2020 #1 Pansexual 11/1/2020 #1 lgbtlove 20/12/2020