the one with the soccer

the one with the wild west again

the one with the wild west

Executive Chef Lisa "The Commander" Manoban is working in her latest establishment in her home town of Portland, Maine. She is about to start conceptualizing her next restaurant and only has one rule for herself during the process: No more girls. When an accident at the restaurant lands her in Dr. Roseanne Park's ER, she second-guesses why she ever had that rule in the first place. Lisa's head bartender, Kai, is obsessed with a divey restaurant on the other side of town run by Jennie. It doesn't take long for the small town to get even smaller when Lisa starts running into Roseanne everywhere. Maybe rules were meant to be broken. --------- This story is converted. All rights belong to the original author.

A huntress who is popular in her job takes on the task of pursuing a princess Mature readers only/18+. Fantasy

Rosie thought it was a good idea blackmailing her insufferable roommate Lisa into having sex with her. Let's say things get pretty messy.

I needed her, and whether she was ready or not, I was about to put her to the ultimate test. *** *G!P/intersex character. Couple-of-psychos. Two-peas-in-a-pod. Hilarious. Criminals. *This book contain sensitive topics that may be triggering to some. 18+. For mature readers only. *Heavy sexually explicit content*. Credits of original work and edited photos belong to rightful owner. Adaptation.

"Houston, do you copy?" Roseanne panicked, feeling extraordinarily unprepared having been thrust into her new position without so much as even a handbook to consult. What were the formalities? What was she supposed to respond with? Where was the damn push to talk button... "Hellooo? I said Houston, do you copy?" Roseanne fiddled with her headset, having finally found the green button on the side and hastily letting out a rather breathless reply. "Um, yes. Hello? This is Houston. I copy." There was a long pause in which Roseanne sat twiddling her thumbs, anxiety pushing the frantic pulse of her heartbeat through her eardrums. Was that wrong? Did she already fuck up? She took a steady deep breath, finger hovering over the talk button until the familiar voice of the astronaut came through her headset once more. "Damn, Houston. I didn't expect you to sound so sexy." OR Roseanne has been assigned as the personal capcom to one of the astronauts currently on a year long expedition at the International Space Station. Cue long months of pining and desperate longing. ****** Not my story Original is @GutterWitch on Ao3 its originally CaitVi and its so amazing so i had to turn it into my favourite girls

Lisa. 29. CODENAME: REDACTED. Professor by day, and covert operative by night. A damn good one, at that. The best in the industry, in fact. She's meticulous, analytic, and prepared for any situation thrown at her. That is, until her cover is nearly blown by another reckless operative making waves in her most important mission. Roseanne. 26. CODENAME: Halo - appropriately given due to the fact that her success so far has been a fumbling, unfathomable miracle. What she lacks in professionalism and skill, she makes up for with pure dumb luck. When Roseanne's employer suddenly decides she's too much of a liability - she finds herself running for her life...and right into the arms of one undercover Lisa. Shit is about to get messy. ** Not my story original author is kilowyld on ao3

She used to be my nanny, and now we study at the same university. Childhood crushes pass quickly, right? Mature readers only/18+.adaptation