She's a barista who'd rather stay invisible. She's a billionaire who can't stand not being seen. Amelia Carter thought independence meant staying small, quiet, safe. Victoria Hale thought power meant never being vulnerable. She's twenty-one, stubborn, and mute. She's thirty-two, ruthless, and untouchable. Coffee. Silence. Chess. That's how it started. A billionaire who always wins- and a girl who refuses to lose. She moves her pawns carefully. She doesn't play by the rules. But what happens when the girl with nothing and the woman with everything start playing for keeps? Would it just be a game...or the beginning of something neither of them can control? Because when hearts get involved... who's really making the next move? And when love is the prize... who ends up in checkmate?

"Avery, meet John and his daughter Mia." I greeted John kindly since my mom likes him apparently. Still don't really approve of him but if she does then I guess I will try to as well. "Mia, go on and greet them don't just ignore them because your mad about this." I looked at Mia and right then she looked at me. We locked eyes and all I could feel was a rush of excitement and thrill. Oh no.. "What's up with her? Does she have a disability? Why is she just staring at me..?" John smacked Mia on the back of her head because of her disrespect. She groaned in return. "I'm so sorry about that, Avery. Just ignore what she said and please try to get along. Both of you." I paid no mind to his words since all that was coursing through my mind was one word. Mate.

Princess Yasmin's hand caught my chin. Then- Her lips crashed onto mine. My eyes snapped open. The cold sweetness of the nectar mingled with warmth - hers, mine, impossible to tell anymore. Her mouth coaxed mine open further, taking back what I had stolen. Slowly. Thoroughly. Not a rush. A reclamation. Her lips moved with such control it made my knees weaken. It wasn't just a kiss - it was a statement. You don't win against me. My body tensed, trapped between wall and woman - royalty and rebellion. Her fingers slowly slid from my jaw then to my throat, brushing the skin there like she owned it. Her other hand planted firmly beside my head, holding me there, commanding. I didn't resist. I couldn't. Every movement of her lips was deliberate - drawing out the flavor, the heat, the punishment. She didn't let a single drop escape. I melted into her kiss. Or maybe I burned. Her tongue flicked the roof of my mouth. She tasted the last hint of sweetness and didn't stop. I let out a muffled sound - somewhere between a gasp and a groan. She finally pulled back, barely an inch, breath grazing my lips. Her chest rose and fell against mine, both of us unsteady, caught in the aftermath. "You think you're clever," she whispered, her voice husky, her eyes darkened in a way I'd never seen before. I blinked, still stunned, lips parted. "You're not," she said, lips brushing mine again - featherlight. Then she stepped away. Just like that. Back straight, chin high - as if nothing had just happened. "Next time," she said, voice cold again, "touch my dessert, and I won't stop at your lips." Story Description: The Shadow Reaper - born of vengeance, trained to kill, untouched by mercy. Until she meets Princess Yasmin - beautiful, calculating, and dangerously in control. A cold-blooded assassin and a calculating princess collide in a battle of power, desire, and control-where every kiss is a challenge and surrender is the deadliest sin.

When Riven lands a job in one of the city's most respected restaurants, she's only looking for a fresh start - not the head chef's attention. But Vivienne is more than just a culinary legend. She's magnetic, mysterious... and married. As late-night prep sessions blur into stolen glances and something deeper simmers beneath the surface, Riven finds herself falling into a world she may not be ready for. In a kitchen built on control, what happens when love refuses to stay off the menu?

Riven, is a shy junior with a secret crush on her sister's best friend Gwen, a popular senior. Can she confess her feelings while planning the biggest senior trip of the year?

When Sam Carter flies to Hawaii for her best friend's wedding, she expects sun, cocktails, and chaos. Not to fall for the bride's mother. Natalie Moreno is elegant, guarded, and far too tempting. What starts with a funny airport mix-up soon spirals into late-night confessions, family drama, and sparks neither of them can ignore. But attraction isn't the only thing stirring. Secrets from the past, unexpected connections, and questions long buried begin to surface, forcing Sam and Natalie to navigate desire, trust, and truths that could change everything.

Before going to bed, Qiu Luo read a romantic novel and was infuriated by the scumbag female character in it. The novel's setting allowed women to take imperial exams and even take wives. The scumbag, who started with nothing, happened to encounter the wealthy heiress Cheng Yu, who had been framed by someone. Seizing the opportunity, the scumbag forced a physical relationship to "cook the raw rice." After they got engaged, the scumbag luckily passed the imperial exam at the lowest level and began flaunting her status as a "refined scholar," looking down on Cheng Yu. In short, she lived off the female lead, used her resources, and even schemed to seize her family's fortune-only to end up thrown in prison by the female lead instead. Fuming, Qiu Luo had a dream where she found herself in the scene where Cheng Yu had just been framed, and she was the scumbag. Cheng Yu was clinging to her chest. Qiu Luo: I'll go find a doctor-they'll be more helpful than me. Cheng Yu began tugging at her sash. Qiu Luo: Hang in there, I'll get a doctor right away. Cheng Yu pulled her onto the bed. Qiu Luo: !!! #TheFemaleLeadMadeTheFirstMove #IWasJustHelpingOut

People called Alex a freak. Weirdo. Fake boy. Mute. Fag. So on and so on. Alex didn't deny it. She didn't entirely care in fact cause she knew she was different from the other kids. But it wasn't from being mute, having ASD, was intersex, or that her abusive, drunk father forces her to work in his mechanic shop for zero pay. No, it was the fact that she could make things happen without even meaning too. When upset, Alex can make lightbulbs explode. Hurt people accidentally by breaking their bones or sending them flying across the room without touching them. Make the ground beneath her tremble and so much more. Alex knew something was different with her, that she was indeed a freak. But not everyone thinks that. One day, Alex is dragged into a whole other world after helping a beautiful girl her own age with her broken car. A girl who called her mate.

Christina Benton hated the ending of Game of Thrones-especially the betrayal and death of the woman she loved from afar: Daenerys Stormborn of the House Targaryen. So when a mysterious survey offers her the impossible, Christina doesn't hesitate. With Wanda Maximoff's powers and one burning wish in her heart, she awakens not in her old world-but in Westeros. Reborn as Alyssa Stark, the supposed daughter of Ned and Catelyn and twin sister to Robb, Alyssa carries a secret no one knows: she is the trueborn child of Lyanna Stark and Rhaegar Targaryen. With chaos magic in her blood, visions of fire in her dreams, and a soulbond tying her fate to Daenerys herself, Alyssa must walk the line between wolf and dragon, duty and desire. But soulbonds have rules-and in every bond, there is an alpha and an omega. And destiny? It always demands sacrifice. This time, she will save Daenerys. This time, fire will reign. Even if she has to burn the world to make it happen. ⚠️ Content Note: This story features a G!P (girl with penis) portrayal of Daenerys Targaryen. Please read with awareness of that element.

A kiss. Something simple and sometimes a one time thing. But never has it ever turned into an obsession. up until now. **** Camden POV I'm supposed to be invisible. Unnoticeable. A nobody. That plan is ruined now I guess. All because of a party. A stupid party. A party where I lost my first kiss to a goddess. A beautiful blonde. I tried to remember but my memory was still foggy. I looked at myself in the mirror trying to remember until it all came back to me. Holy shit. I kissed...I kissed Allison Damaris.