- "What are you doing to me Marissa??" She said while holding my waist firmly "I'm not doing anything to you Brooke." I said lowly "I was just your lawyer." She said "And I was just your client." I said looking down at her lips "But we got each other feeling differently." We said at the same time as we leaned in to close the gap that was in between us. I closed my eyes and waited for the kiss. And eventually we kissed. Sparks flew around us... - What happens when Marissa gets shattered by her first lover. Will she be able to move on or she'll stay miserable her whole life?? What actually happens when she meets the lawyer behind her case?? Will she experience new sparks or will she shut down her emotions??

Jaylean Parker loved her father dearly and knew she'd do anything to keep him happy. As the preacher Jaylean made sure to please him anyway she could to earn his approval. She swore to herself that she'd never tell him what she did behind closed doors even if he asked her to swear to go himself that she was telling the truth. Which to her knowledge came easily until Dean Calvin walked through those church doors. Dean Calvin was a player. She didn't do relationships and she damn sure didn't do churches. When her mother asked her to come to church every other Sunday to help out for the drives she just about died. The church? Was her mom loosing her mind? She knew she wasn't a daughter to the church if that's what her mother thought would fix her. And now there was this woman named Jaylean who stole everyone's gaze including Dean Calvin herself and she never let no one steal her gaze.

This is book one of the grand Devil series!!!!! : : : Book 1: Full Throttled Book 2: Rough Ride Book 3: Crash : : : I didn't stop until I was dangling over the side, looking down. My stomach dropped as I realized just how far the ground was below me. "That's not a nice thing to do." My legs froze, and I felt my heart grappled as Felix's voice reached me. Slowly, I turned my head, even though I was in a complicated, precarious situation, I still wanted to see her. She was leaning casually on her bike, a puff of smoke meandering from her mouth. At first, I thought it was fog, but then the wind carried the distinct scent of weed. Hmm. I wanted some of that. It wasn't like it was a hard drug-I just wanted to feel something different, live a little. She took another drag....

"You need to leave Reese" I said realizing that James and the rest are probably not too far away from us and they can be here at any minute. "I'm gonna kill him first-" I cut her off and shook my head "I called for backup" She clenched her jaw and punched the wall behind me, making me flinch "fuck you" --- This story will include: (warnings) -detailed sexual content -family/relationship issues -violence (killing, fighting etc.) -sexual assault/mention on rape -use of weapons (knifes, guns etc.) -a lot of crimes lol

"You're gonna get yourself killed, meu amor" I said as I went to the drawer to get the gun. Eliana held my arm and made me look at her "I can't let you go alone" I held the side of her face and rubbed her cheek "I'm gonna go alone and come back in one piece, don't worry" She placed her hand over mine and shook her head "I can't not worry about you, Flavia. I love you" --- This story will contain:(warnings) -detailed sexual content -violence (killing, beating etc.) -drug dealing -use of substances -sexual harassment

Welcome to my first collection of imagine stories. Each chapter features a different celebrity in a unique setup. Some light, some flirty, some smutty, and some that hit a little deeper. These are all girl x girl stories built around lesbian romance, real connection, and heat that actually makes sense for the characters. Most of the leads in this collection are intersex women. That representation isn't a side note. It's the core of what I write. I'm always down to hear ideas, so if you've got a celeb or concept you want to see, send it my way. Let's keep building something honest, sharp, and worth reading.

Noah Reed is a princess. Her parents made sure of that. From piano lessons, to dance lessons, to etiquette lessons, to modelling lessons. It didn't matter that she was the fifty-second in line to the Prigairy throne. She had to be prepared. All fifty-one of those before her could drop dead at any second, apparently. She would do it though, all the lessons and all the pageants. She never lost a single one( If we do not count Miss dance star-she could never dance to save her life. But we don't talk about Miss Dance star) The one thing Noah did that was not expected, was fall in love with Sawyer Brun. A love that ended before it had begun. Sawyer Brun loved Noah Reed. The way oranges are orange(Ignoring the fact that some oranges are green, some yellow), but love between a princess and a vagabond was never meant to be. And when Sawyer took the fall for her brother's crime to prevent him facing his third strike, the two realised just how doomed their romance was. But Sawyer's out now, and Noah is too old to participate in any more pageants. Second chances are fragile.

*THIS VERSION ON THE STORY HAS BEEN DISCONTINUED*. Isran can remember next to nothing about her past life. She remembers the world and some distinct details, but the longer she is in this new world, the more things she doesn't really remember, like whether she had a family, where she was going to college, or, most importantly, how she died. Being given a second chance at life was most certainly a good thing. She didn't want to think too hard about the past... she couldn't. Instead, she looked to the future. Given one instruction by the gods that gave her a second chance. To reproduce with at least two women. That was fine. It wasn't pressing and she had time to do other things in the world. A world with dungeons, adventure, and different races. And maybe she wasn't the most assertive, or the most confident... and she was way out of her depth... But you know what they say... the true adventure is the friends we made along the way... or something Updates Monday, Wednesday, and Friday at 12:00 pm UTC

Isran has lived two lives. One on an earth ravaged by war and the other as a dungeon monster. She feels tired, done with life, but she made a promise in her first life; she was going to live to her fullest and so even though she wished she could just quit she decides to try one last time. Her third and final life, she will do her best to live it to the best of her ability. And if the gods decide to spice up her final life? Well Isran will just have to make the best of it.

A Mafia Romance : : Andrei, soon to be leader of the Bratva (Mafia)...Have ever love one woman, and that was Yulia. The woman she lost...The woman she was destined to have...The woman she never have...The woman she will have even if take, burning a city to the ground. : : "I remember you," she said, her words lingering in the air, cutting through the tension that had built up between us. It was as though she could read my thoughts, answering the question I'd been asking myself all day. But the answer-if anything, left me more uncertain than ever. "Can I go now?" I asked, trying to escape the pull of her presence. But she wasn't finished. "I want you, Kitten." Her words echoed the past, a ghost from long ago. She reached in, gently cupping my face, making me meet her gaze. I couldn't believe I wasn't pushing her away. I wanted to cry. This meant she remembered me. Her long fingers traced a path to my scalp, sending shivers down my spine. If she remembered me, why had it taken her so long? She returned only when I no longer needed her.