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Innocently Stolen (wlw) by ChaoticallySweet
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Elowyn Gray likes her world quiet, predictable, and safe. As an autistic young woman who builds her life around routine, she's never expected-or wanted-anything to change. But when a chance encounter with the enigmatic CEO Ms. Monroe sends a flicker through her carefully guarded calm, Elowyn finds herself crossing paths with the woman again and again. Warmth becomes confusion. Distance becomes awareness. And every accidental brush of hands sends an unfamiliar thrill through her, making her unsure if she should explore it a little further... or run away completely.
The Blood Of Our Siren (girlxgirlxgirl) by FannyJosefina
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"What is this?" "Nothing! Nothing- it's just-" "Bite marks, right?" - In a world where supernatural creatures only have one safe city to live in, Amalia is born a vampire outside that city. Raised and imprisoned in a research facility, her life turns upside down when the humans suddenly want to find out what would happen if they let her suck the blood of two other imprisoned sirens. Meanwhile, safely tucked within the walls of this city, siren Naia, faced with a terrible housing crisis, is forced to move in with two vampire strangers. As long as she doesn't have to sell her own blood to them in exchange for rent, she might just make it through with her sanity intact. The economy can't possibly get that bad, right? Two stories and possibly one too many vampires. - Lesbian Poly Ongoing
𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐌𝐍 𝐌𝐄  by dignityishere
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Manhattan belongs to 𝐒𝐨𝐥𝐞𝐢𝐥 𝐊𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐭𝐞. At twenty-three, she is New York's most visible success story: a fashion prodigy with Vogue covers, private fittings, and a reputation polished to perfection. However, beneath the structure, Soleil is volatile. Petty. Bratty. Childish. Defiant in ways that don't belong in the world she dominates, and far less interested in discipline than she is in breaking it. When her father remarries, Soleil gains a step-sister she neither asked for nor intends to tolerate. 𝐖𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐨𝐰 𝐂𝐡𝐫𝐲𝐬𝐟𝐢𝐞𝐥𝐝 is eighteen, newly arrived in Manhattan, and deeply rooted in one of the city's most visible religious circles. She moves through sanctuaries and society with quiet certainty, guided by devotion, restraint, and something far more rigid than faith. Willow does not bend, and when she cannot control something, she destroys it. They do not want to understand each other. But in a city that thrives on performance, the line between temptation and control becomes dangerously easy to cross.
Twisted Destiny [gxg] by booktokr14
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In a world where shadows are sharper than truth, Aurelia Blaine awakens with nothing but a name, a high-rise empire, and a father who seems all too eager to guide her steps. Outwardly ruthless and poised, she's the enigmatic owner of Blaine Company-a woman of elegance and steel. But behind closed doors, the cracks in her memory echo louder than she'll ever admit. When threats begin to circle, protection arrives in the form of Davina Lia Sokolova-a striking, soft-spoken bodyguard with eyes like secrets and precision like a blade. Cold on the outside, unreadable by design, Davina is everything Aurelia shouldn't trust. Yet, the more danger tightens its grip, the more impossible it becomes to deny the pull between them. But in a city where loyalty is currency and silence is survival, nothing is ever what it seems. Because the truth? It's waiting to bleed through. And when it does... it won't ask for permission. ❀ "You want to play?" I teased. She smiled. "I'm already naked." "That's not what I meant." I leaned in, kissed her jaw, bit her earlobe. "I want all of it off. The control. The act. The smirk. Take it off." Her pulse jumped beneath my lips. "Then make me." So I did. ❀ First Best Rankings: #1 on lostmemories 28/08-25 #1 on aurelia 11/09-25 #1 on ceoxbodyguard 13/09-25 #1 on lesbian 06/10-25 #1 on davina 09/11-25 #1 on femxfem 29/12-25 #1 on twisteddestiny 15/07-26 Milestones: 10k views on 15/06-25 100k views on 12/10-25 Timeline: Started on February 2025
Dance of Submission (WLW) by angelicliterature
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Sedona Wilson has been on her own since the age of fifteen. Hopping from one foster home to the next, she made a vow to herself to always make sure she was good. With dance being her passion, Sedona became an exotic dancer at the age of eighteen in order to make money to fund her dream. Finally reaching her goal at the age of twenty-one, Sedona walked into the dance studio with her head held high, holding onto her dreams as she stood in front of Vivianne Siobhan, one of the most famous dance instructors and performers nationwide. Despite her lack of discipline and respect for others, Vivianne takes an interest in Sedona, offering her a chance of a lifetime. Will this opportunity make or break Sedona? 18+ Themes of BDSM. Professor x student.
In Her Hands [ wlw ] 18+ by FemmeInPower
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She reaches for my right hand, brings it between her legs without asking, and drags my fingers through her. Once. Twice. Slow, filthy strokes that coat my skin in her slick heat. She's drenched, so wet the sound is unmistakable, and the scent of her arousal floods the room like a drug. She presses my soaked fingers to my mouth, smearing herself across my bottom lip, my tongue, the corner of my jaw, down the column of my throat until I taste nothing but her. Then she leans in, voice ragged against my ear. "Feel how easily I get this wet just thinking about owning you?" she whispers. "That's what you're walking away from if you don't rewrite the contract exactly how I want it." My knees go painfully numb, before I feel them again. She sees it. Her smile is slow, cruel, victorious. She steps back into the crimson silk, zips it with a sound like a blade sliding home, and smooths it over her hips as if she didn't just destroy me in under thirty seconds. _______________________________________________________________________________ Two powerful women. One vicious high-profile murder case. A private contract that binds them in ways ink never warned about; obedience traded for torment, defiance punished with slow, aching pleasure. Milan Moretti: an untouchable Chicago prosecutor, wealthy and feared, who rules courtrooms by day and claims craving women by night, denying release until they break and beg. She never loses. Never bends. Never obsesses... until Zara Winslow, her brilliant, defiant mirror, crashes back into her world and awakens something feral. Forced together amid media storms, extreme tension and secrets, their rivalry explodes into a binding agreement where desire is leverage, punishment is exquisite, and control slips into consuming obsession. Who will shatter first in her hands?
𝐅𝐀𝐋𝐋𝐄𝐍 𝐀𝐍𝐆𝐄𝐋 [𝟏𝟖+] [𝐖𝐋𝐖] by hotwomensupremacist
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The seduction dripped off of her tongue, just like I desired to be, her low voice entrancing me with the dangerously sadistic melodies of a siren song, with the most terribly sinful lyrics. "I could kill you right now, Angel." She inched closer towards me. "Right here," she said, her eyes raking over my body, sizing me up, slowly. The lustful grey in them soon lifted back up, intimidating mine. Her harsh words screamed murderous intent, but the look in her eyes whispered a different kind of sin. I couldn't tell whether my breath hitched at her cruel threat, or the yearning pulse between my... She interrupted my stream of consciousness, poisoning it with every still second, keeping her gaze on mine as her depraved hand reached out to caress the bruised side of my neck. "But I have something else in mind." ──────────────────── No one ever says it out loud. What she really is. Dangerous. Heartless. Merciless. A murderer. Everyone knows it. And now, she's in control. There are only so many people who kill their way to the top and get away with it. But there are things far more dangerous than power. Things not only worth killing for, but dying for. Seduction. Obsession. Love? Angeline Kelleher, her new secretary, seems to be the only one reckless enough to question her. To stand too close. To look too long. Unfortunately for Angeline, sin itself was designed to allure. Some urges were never meant to be denied, and resisting the sexual temptation of the devil is not an easy sport. But resisting falling in love may be even harder, especially with someone she wasn't sure was even capable of such a feeling... Hopefully 𝑡ℎ𝑖𝑠 angel doesn't fall and break her wings. 𝑂𝑢𝑐ℎ. ⚠️ MATURE CONTENT ⚠️ #1 in lesbian (October 2025)
𝐁𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐝-𝐏𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐉𝐮𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐜𝐞 (𝟏𝟖+) (𝐆𝐱𝐆) by zuahexe
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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