Robyn was the new girl not too long ago. Nerdy, shy, and easily embarrassed around everyone but her friends, not many people notice her. Then the new girl Sabastienne Sloan shows up, cocky, sexy and confident she is everything Robyn is not with her secrets and devil may care attitude. When these two meet and by a stroke of fate are thrown together, feelings develope and something beautifully chaotic happens.

"You thought it was funny ? Teasing me like that ?" Maxine's voice said as she pushed me on my bed and took some steps back . All I could do was look at her . I was way turned on . My dad was going to stay with a friend for today and I had the house by myself . Max took off her jacket and placed it on my desk and rolled up her dress shirt's sleeves "It was a little" I said looking at her through my eyelashes and she took a step closer . She came closer and dropped on her knees in front of me . Her eyes on me . Never breaking eye contact . She was on her knees in front of me "Oh ? Well I didn't laugh and neither will you , since you'll be moaning my name" she said and let her hand wander on my legs .

River Milton and Maxine Hoffman have been sworn enemies since kindergarten. When it comes to romance they are complete opposites, with River constantly being dumped by her "more adventurous" girlfriends and Maxine being stuck with her troubled long-term girlfriend. One day after another public humiliation from Maxine, River steps up to her enemy with a piece of cupcake in hand as a peace offering. Maxine readily accepts the truce and when she wakes up the next day, things take a drastic turn, though in River's favour. But when The Peace Offering proves to have a fatal effect on Maxine, a guilt-stricken River is forced to face the consequences on her own.

Zen "Jersey" Sinatra is an outspoken, wild, and spontaneous individual. She talks a bunch of shit, and has a pack of friends to back it up for her. Zen is one of the biggest tattoo artists in Los Angeles. She owns her own tattoo shop that never has a slow day. Most would say that Zen is living the life. She lives in a penthouse suite (paid by her ex-mafia affiliated father), owns her own business, and can get any girl she likes. The only thing Zen is committed to is her job, her friends, and her family. Never has Zen been in a committed relationship, and she believes she never will. Well, that's until a troubled Finley Wood shows up.

"Are you... lost?" Someone asked, her tone impatient. I stopped scanning the room to find the woman behind the voice. I blinked. She had the most luminous blue eyes I had ever seen. Even in the dim glow of the bar they glowed brightly, like her pupils were some type of smooth stone at the bottom of a clear blue ocean. Within her blue there flickered tiny speckles of silver, which gave her an icy, somewhat stony appeal. But it was her slight, lopsided smile that erased any signs of wanting to be alone. No wonder this bar was so popular. "Uh, no," I said, holding up the Help Wanted sign I had snagged from the front window. The woman's cool eyes flickered between the sign and me. She didn't say anything, only looked slightly thoughtful as slender fingers raked through her long blonde hair. "What can you do?" She finally asked, definitely not expecting me to be able to do much of anything at all. She'd be right. "Anything and everything," I answered-lied-instantly, hoping I didn't look too desperate, didn't sound too eager. To be perfectly honest, I hadn't worked a day in my life. My hands were used to weekly manicures not hard labor. But desperate times call for desperate measures. The blonde appeared thoughtful again. Those magnificent eyes gave me a once over, slow and steady. You could see the cogs turning in her head as she considered it. I decided to try and sound more convincing. "I have many skills," I added. Okay, so I stole that from Xena, but I was hoping it worked as well for me as it did for her. The blonde lifted a sculpted brow and the smile was, once again, back on her lips. She seemed amused. Maybe she was a Xena fan? "Alright... I'll start you off cleaning the bathrooms, sweeping the floors, doing the dishes..." Crap.

*** I wrote this when I was like..14/15 and personally don't think it's one of the better works I've done but a lot of y'all seem to like it so I'm leaving it up here. *** At Oakwood High School there are two girls with two very different lives. Meet Jessica Night and Kaylee Scott. Jessica, coming from wealth and status and Kaylee, just another student passing in the halls quietly. Something so simple brings them together. A school project. So cliche right? Kaylee has had a HUGE crush on Jessica for quite some time before scratching that idea out. However, try as she might she can't completely rid of the feelings locked away and this project isn't helping at all. Forced to interact but not forced to become friends, follow these two as their lives intertwine. Can they keep their newfound friendship from breaking and maybe become more then just friends or will everything fall to pieces? But watch out for the secrets and lies for they won't stick to the shadows for long.

"Excuse me, Are you Cameron Peters ?" The girl asked me. I nodded. Then, Both guards grabbed my arm gently and starts walking to a black Range Rover. One of them opened the car door and gently shoved me in the car. God, If they want to kidnap me please let me say goodbye to my car first. After a few minutes, The girl came into the car. She looked at me and smiled gently. I smiled back. I'm confused what to do. "Don't you worry, We won't hurt you. Your Highness" The girl said warmly. My eyes widened in shock.

Orphaned by her mother's death, Riri Chance had no home to go to. That was until Uno, a celebrity previously handled by her mother, agreed to take her in. More than the enigma, the beauty, and the riches, there was something strange about Uno. Something that made Riri question her sexuality, her emotions, and more importantly, her sanity.

Time didn't matter to her. She got up when the sun did and tried to sleep when the sun went down. because of this seemingly endlessness, she's forgotten her name, she's forgotten her family and she's forgotten everything she use to be. Now she was nothing. Living on the streets of a town begging for money and food from travellers that didn't know who she was, unlike the rest of the town that thought of her as something unnatural even though she doesn't know why. Constantly abused by the townspeople who don't understand her, she is left to die in an alleyway after a horrible run in with three drunk men. She was expecting to die and have her corpse eaten by rats and other vermin. What she didn't expect was to be saved by a woman that was everything but human. "Do you want to live?" This woman asked and when she looked into herself she knew the answer, it came easy through her busted lips. "Yes." From that day on she became something else, something not human, something extraordinary and from that day forth she will serve this woman who saved her life and maybe one day remember her name or be given one by her new Mistress. Maybe one day she'll remember who she was and maybe she'll even find the one person that completes her soul. From that day forth she became a Nightwalker. Completed. This is a lesbian story and contains mature actions between females. There will be warnings at the beginning of the chapter if you do not wish to read such content.

I was only 7 when I met her, but we had an instant connection. We were inseperable. She was always happy and joyful around me, but me on the other hand, I was a completely different story. I suffered a disorder that caused me to have no emotions. I told her my condition and she understood, but one day she dissapeared, I didn't feel sad, worried or angry like I should have. I just continued my day like any other day, but by myself. I continued to have no friends as I got older and talked to no one, but it didn't bother me. I soon became the "weirdo" as most people would say. I became known as the girl with no emotions.