Suddenly struggling with her views on morality, something that became a product of her affiliation with the girl whose direful past moulded her into the silent killer she was. Psychologist Dr Parker navigates this world of secrecy and violence all because of an unexpected bond.

These two were never meant to be but ended up finding each other suspiciously, as the truth unfolds would they stay strong or fall apart ? Side Chick Rankings #950 teen out of 1,000 #95 thug #512 hood #601 urban #32 thug life #7 Violence #17 hoodnigga ⚠️MATURE SCENES Book Cover designed by : zanyathewriter

Sofia Xavier and Olivia Woods grew up together. From childhood friends to lovers, they had everything until things came crashing down, and they went their separate ways. Olivia hates Sofia. From lovers to enemies, they haven't seen each other in two years, but one event forces them to face their problems. Can they reconcile their love for each other, or will their past be long forgotten? ~The Bumping Accident ~For You, Anything {Sequel} ~War Of Hearts {Trilogy} ~Her Heart {Quadrilogy} ~Embers Of Hope {Pentalogy}

Isabella Brooks. A strong-headed, loud, intersex, fearless woman. Olivia Harper. A closed-off, intelligent, strict but tamed woman. What happens when these two meet, can they get along? Or will it be a fight to the end? There's love, betrayal, memories, violence, and much more in their journey.

(Spinoff to "Bitter") Mei and Vic have felt some kind of attraction ever since Ellie, their mutual friend, introduced them to each other. Once the circumstances finally allow them to act on it, will their completely different views on relationships get in the way?

A lesbian Christmas romance between a mafia boss and a designer hired for Christmas. Maybe Christmas isn't the most joyful time of the year...

(Editing) An unwary human found herself beneath a woman who controlled an army of revenants and possessing an iron grip on every nefarious trade known to mankind. Despite being aware of the gifts her majesty's comprised of, the girl's familiarity with the queen unearthed her willingness in being subject to hedonistic advances and much more intricate things.

[Complete. Wattys 2023 Winner] The Redding takes you if it knows your name. That's the rule that's kept Meg alive --- or awake, rather --- since the night the world went to hell. Nobody knows where the red stuff came from, but it acts like water, it's in the water, and it falls as rain every night. The people it captures drop like puppets with their strings cut. They're asleep, not dead, and you can wake them if you say their name again. But then they just try to kill you. Meg and the other survivors she's befriended think they've found a stable equilibrium, six weeks after the catastrophe began. Nicknames become real names, and Meg knows she's getting better at identifying safe houses. Her crush discovers that Morse code, like writing, is a safe way to say a Sleeper's name. It's the night after learning it that Meg wakes up just as the nightly rain is starting. Raindrops, as it turns out, can make dots and dashes, too. The Redding can talk. And it's telling her to run. ❖❖❖ Complete. Wattys 2023 Winner. Featured on: @Wattpad - Embrace the Fear: Horror Stories @WattpadExplorer - Embrace the Fear: Scary Stories @Creators - Scary Stories to Read in the Dark @Wattpad Explorer - From Our Creators @dystopianapocalypse - Featured D&A Stories @Wattpad Explorer - Why Not Buy Some Flowers @Fright - Featured Stories Comments and critiques are both welcome and appreciated. I write characters from many different backgrounds, with many different experiences. If you share those traits and find that I have misrepresented anything, please let me know! I am feedback-friendly and here to learn :)

in which a girl who is only seen in storms learns. electric was in the air. a storm rolled in. drops of rain greeted the car. the world seemed to stop. no one was on the roads. a flash, a spark. the early morning sky woke up. the first lightning strike. a sigh, the parting of lips. police cars with flashing lights. bitter air. breathless laughs. the smell of cigarettes and gasoline. a postal office. so many smiles. the blink of an eye. puffy clouds. teary eyes. attic windows. whispers under shooting stars. and the world just kept turning. Currently editing, because this book is awfully written! it was published in 2015, and I like to think my writing has improved! it won't be that drastic, just less cringey! stay tuned :)

[Completed] Lemonade and Other Gay Shit: an essentially plotless compilation of random conversations and text messages between two lesbians. Lemon \'le-mən\ (n.) : a product that does not work the way it should "Did you know that you can light shit up with lemons?" "Why would you light shit up? How the fuck do you even light shit up?" "Not literal shit, Sarah." "Oh." - (Copyright © 2016 by vanillaVDE)