"You just love getting yourself into trouble, don't you?" Moonwitches, the rarest and most powerful beings in the entire universe. They are favored by the moon goddess and always bask in her light. With the power to teleport, shift and use magic, moonwitches know their duty to keep calm among the other beings. Maryann was hand picked into her clan just like the others, and she has memorized the 2000 rules and gone through years of stone cold discipline to get where she is today. She is stationed in the human world to report back to the clan, working hard to maintain her position as the most talented supernatural at her supernatural school to avoid the wrath from her mentors. But she suddenly finds it hard to follow all the rules and expectations when two reckless supernaturals end up becoming her mates. Through bloody discipline and life long lies, Maryann has to chose between her mates and her elite clan. 🥇Polyamory 🥇LGBT 🥇Magical 🥇Magical 🥇Fantasy-Romance 🥇lesbian-romance 🥇gxgxg 🥈supernatural SEQUEL OUT NOW! Look for "the silverdemon" Supernatural GirlXGirlXGirl Published 18 of January 2021 Completed 30 of April 2021

I was never the cool girl... Never the centre of attention. Hell, the first party I ever went to, it was because Kelly dragged me to it and I was 17! Oh, Kelly... Kelly was my first love, my first everything but once we finished high school, we parted ways. My plans were very clear, go to university, have fun, go to parties, maybe fool around at some point when missing Kelly got too much for me to handle... , I don't know, the typical university life you see in movies. However, it was nothing like it. I was struggling to keep up with my assignments, with my classes, with all the drama, with the parties, with Kelly, with the people, with Pokemon Go, with everything. I couldn't keep up with anything. And then... Eleanor Williams did what she does best. She came out of nowhere and plant herself in the middle of my world and like a very fucking annoying tree, she set roots and wouldn't move. And then I found myself, God kill me now, enjoying being around Eleanor Williams. I found myself watering the fucking tree even when I knew it'd only make the roots grow deeper until there was no way of removing it. (Yes, sometimes I make very shitty metaphors, you'll get use to it...) But just because I was, much to my dismay, enjoying Eleanor Williams's company, it didn't mean she wanted me around.