"You know what's the best treatment to cuts?" She gently grabbed the glass out of my hand and placed it on the table. "And that would be?" I asked, being slightly confused. She sat down in my lap, wrapping her arms around my neck. "A kiss." She finished speaking before gently caressing her lips against mine. - - - Can it really be a match for two girls that have the complete opposite ways of making their life wealthy? Katie Bloom's and Chloe Vance's paths find their ways into a room at a strip club. But for the sake of a single mistake, it has the both constantly making contact in their every day life.

Billie Eilish Lesbian story. Written by A and M. Warning: Includes Smut, Abuse, Addiction and bad language. This is not real, this is a fan fiction, (mostly) everything in this story has never really happened.

25 year old Y/N goes out to celebrate her birthday and meets a older fine women who may be a little to mature for her. After one night alone Y/N can't seem to let her go and fights to keep her attention.

Wednesday's trying to figure out how to get rid of her feelings for Enid. Enid's trying to figure out why she only wolfs out around Wednesday. And both are trying to figure out who the hell is the girl getting attacked by invisible monsters and bleeding black blood. That girl, well, she's trying to figure out how to stay alive. And ya know what they say about trying to figure things out? Three heads are better than one. Looks like they'll have to work together. Hopefully, nothing goes wrong. But when you cross an Addams, a werewolf, and a girl with dark magic, well...not much can really go right. Post season 1 No season 2 Weems is alive because I said so Will be poly if you didn't notice

A Jasper x Reader fan-fiction I can't say I know where this story will go...but I do hope you guys enjoy it! I've read a few Jasper x Reader fanfics, but the good ones were never finished, so I decided to write my own. "You moved to Beach City a few months after you graduated with a bachelor's in English literature. You wanted a change in pace, and living in the big city with your mom just wasn't your speed anymore. Of course, you still visit her from time to time, but you loved the smell of the ocean and the peace and quiet of your dad's hometown." The cover photo, nor any other photos I will be using belong to me! Steven Universe characters do not belong to me either, they belong to Rebecca Sugar! The only characters that belong to me are the ones that are not Steven Universe characters!

Wednesday finally finds love and discover herself in ways she never thought of. And discovers many new emotions DISCONTINUED I do not own any characters in this story Started 11/28/22 ended.

this is a wenclair story and if you don't like it pls leave.

Having recently broken up with Ajax Enid finds herself torn apart by her feelings on one hand she cherishes the friendship she has with her roommate but on the other she wishes it was more than a simple friendship. Will she act upon these feelings or hide them in fear of ruining what is?

Wednesday Addams is a famous author who passes her time studying and exposing the secrets of serials killers. Her writing brings her a lot of attention from the wrong crowd, especially wannabe serial killers. On a walk down to the cemetery, Wednesday is attacked by an unknown person, ending up severely injured. Her parents decide to hire a bodyguard who will not leave the author's side until the attacker is found. Wednesday decides to investigate her own attack.

At first, the campus pranks seem harmless. A splash of paint here. A glitter bomb there. But then the jokes twist into something darker - cryptic messages smeared in blood, mutilated statues, and "accidents" that leave students in the infirmary. The line between mischief and menace begins to blur, and Nevermore starts to feel less like a school and more like a hunting ground. Someone is hiding behind the laughter, and she intends to find them. What she doesn't intend is the way Enid insists on following her into the shadows - tearing down her walls with every smile, every secret, every unwanted burst of warmth. Because sometimes the scariest thing isn't the blood in the hallways... it's the love you cannot escape.