[COMPLETE] Her hands are under my shirt in seconds. She palms my breast through my bra and squeezes like she doesn't care if it leaves a mark. I cry out but the sound is muffled by her lips as her thumb flicks my nipple. "I hate you," I whisper. "Then hate me with your legs opened," she snarls, dragging my shirt over my head and tossing it somewhere behind her. Her teeth scrape down my throat, biting at the skin just below my jaw until I hiss. My back arches as her fingers undo the clasp of my bra and when it falls her mouth is latching onto my nipple, sucking it so fucking hard I nearly scream. I grab her hair and yank her head back but the look in her eyes only makes me wetter. "Shut up and fuck me," I snap. She grins. "You don't give the orders." ─────⊱𓆩♰𓆪⊰───── 𝐈𝐬𝐚𝐛𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐚 𝐌𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐢𝐧 𝐒𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐨 is the heir to an empire. 𝐕𝐚𝐥𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐚 𝐂𝐫𝐮𝐳 is a woman sworn to protect her. But the longer she keeps her alive, the more she wants to ruin her. ─────⊱𓆩♰𓆪⊰───── "In the shadows, we are all nothing but slaves to our darkest desires." - 𝐊. 𝐍𝐲𝐱 Best rankings ⤵️ 🥇#gayaf (01/08/25)

She was the type to stare herself in the mirror and see someone else stare back. Someone who was free and light, being able to spread her wings like an unbound angel. She was neither chained to Heaven nor Hell. Howbeit, no matter how far she reached into the mirror, she could never step through as her ball-and-chain presented itself in the form of a crown. She was a princess with two faces, desperately trying to have a sense of freedom outside of her royal obligations. She found it in the form of a weakness: a passion with another human being. Her love for him and ballet had kept her chin high; her crown not slipping from her pastel hair. So why, why did it suddenly become so hard when a gothic gymnastic back-flipped into her life? Why were her heartstrings being tugged on by someone of her same gender? Why was it suddenly so difficult, so strenuous to keep living in her pastel world when this mysterious girl brought such bright colours with her? TRIGGER WARNING: Mentions of sex, suicide and other mature themes will be contained within this book. Read at your own discretion.

(Tory Nichols x Fem! Oc) • • • 𝐈𝐍 𝐖𝐇𝐈𝐂𝐇, It was unfathomable how Sierra could love someone so much. That someone being a girl from her dojo, Cobra Kai. Sierra knew, being a LaRusso, she couldn't like her, she couldn't love her and there was no way Tory would reciprocate those feelings. Or does she? TW/S-this story contains violence, language, alcohol usage, bullying, ED, and rape. If these things trigger you please do not read! All rights to the creators of Cobra Kai. I only came up with Sierra LaRusso and her storyline! (starts S02:E05) Season 2-✔︎ Season 3-✔︎ Season 4-✔︎ (my) Season 5-✔︎ Started-1/23/22 Finished-1/4/23 Highest Award/s: #3 : #mrmiyagi #4 : #nichols

samantha laRusso x fem!oc please don't be a ghost reader! vote and comment if you would like! season 1 - 6 COMPLETE

"It's not that I don't want you doing this with me" she said closing her eyes tightly and putting her head back on the pillow as her hands gripped my waist. I put my hands on her chest as I kept moving my hips on her. "What is it then?" I asked her, trying my best to hold my moans in "it's the fact that your fucking.." she breathed heavily and tried to keep herself together so she can complete her sentence "..your fucking dad will kill me if he finds out about us having sex" I held her chin and kissed her lips "that's why we're not gonna tell him.." I said moving faster, her grip tightening on my hips "..it's gonna be our little secret" --- This story will include: (warnings⚠️) -detailed sexual content -use of weapons -Drugs, weed, alcohol etc. -murder and crimes

From a confident crime reporter to an empathetic English professor. 𝐒𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐢𝐥𝐚 𝐁𝐚𝐤𝐬𝐡𝐢 is a bold woman with determination as strong as steel. Despite her impressive skills, the news agency she works at treats her like she's invisible. Uncovering the truth and exposing criminals makes her heart beat, and she never hesitates to speak out about the injustices in the world. With a new serial killer wreaking havoc in Los Angeles, her research leads her to Blackstone College. So she disguises herself as a professor, hoping to find the root of all evil. Charismatic Art professor by day, brutal serial killer at night. 𝐑𝐞𝐧 𝐗𝐢𝐚𝐨𝐲𝐮 effortlessly hides the gallons of blood she fills behind a charming smile, and her words are as controlling as the strings on a puppet. Turning heads and causing everyone to adore her was as simple as making blood pour out of someone she despises. The hollow in her heart filled the moment she saw Shanila, and now she's driven by her desire to corrupt her morals. She haunts the souls on her hitlist, but when it comes to Shanila, her love for her takes over. One is convinced a fair sentence is the right and only way, the other thinks bad deeds should be cleansed with death. Their love unknowingly blinded them when they painted the hammer of justice with blood. The consequences for their actions awaited them, yet they couldn't find it in their heart to feel regret. ────୨ৎ──── !Correcting minor errors from time to time! Best rankings ever: #1 in reporter #1 in paintings #1 in womenlovingwomen #1 in justice #2 in teacherxteacher #3 in lesbianstory #14 in blood

Tori and Jade's fights are infamous at Hollywood Arts. They fight in the morning, they fight at lunch, they fight in the evening. When they get a drama assignment together, all hell breaks loose. It's hard enough to spend just five minutes in each other's company, but when they have to do an assignment that's worth half of their grade... well, Tori feels like her life is over. But what happens when Jade does the unexpected and lets Tori in? To Tori's dismay she realises she really likes the black-haired beauty... And not just as a friend. ©2014 Souless

This is gory... This story takes place after the Hyde has been captured. Wednesday has these new feelings she doesn't quite understand... and her loud, colorful roommate, Enid, is the reason for them. TW - Mature audience IN THE PROCESS OF BEING EDITED

(A Game of Thrones Fan Fiction) A house almost ripped from existence by King Robert Baratheon's rebellion, not unlike the legendary Targaryen family. One member remains. A fiery girl of sixteen, Nyla is the last member of the Firebearer house. Saved by the kind heart of Lord Eddard Stark when she was only a baby. The Firebearer house is an ancient one, they came to serve at the side of the Targaryens when they fled Old Valeryra and were faithful soldiers and servants to them for centuries. The warriors of the Firebearer house are legendary, some saying they rode on dragons alongside the Targaryens. It was said that a member of the Firebearer house could gain the knowledge and skill of battle from their ancestors through meditation and could sense when a member of the royal family was in danger. Therefore they made the perfect protectors for the house of fire and blood. Will Nyla Firebearer serve House Targaryen as her ancestors did? Will Daenerys Targaryen be tamed by her?

Hate, lust, and two very large egos create nothing but issues, especially for these two women who are forced to work together. With their two completely different backgrounds, they're both so obviously a liability to each other... Yet somehow that only draws them closer together.