The Space Between Cheers is a quiet, slow-burning love story about noticing someone before you're ready to admit what it means. Rowan Hale lives for the field-bruised knees, taped ankles, and the steady comfort of rules she understands. She knows how to fight for space during a game, but everywhere else in her life feels uncertain. She's learned to keep her head down, her feelings contained, and her eyes forward. Lila Moreno lives on the sidelines, smiling on cue, lifting others higher, moving in perfect formation. She's good at being seen without being known, at cheering loudly while hiding the parts of herself that don't fit the image everyone expects. They exist on opposite sides of Friday nights until small moments begin to blur the distance between them. ACHIEVEMENTS: #1 - highschool experience #3- love #1- lesbianromance #2- gxg #1- sapphic #1- womanxwoman

Maeve Collins has loved Sloane Whitaker for as long as she can remember, long before she ever knew what that love meant. Best friends since childhood, they've grown up side by side, sharing secrets, traditions, and a bond Maeve has always been careful not to name. Sloane Whitaker, meanwhile, has always been the girl everyone wants. Cheer captain, effortlessly popular, surrounded by attention, yet the only person who's ever truly mattered to her is Maeve. She's never questioned why she chooses her best friend over every almost-relationship, or why the idea of losing Maeve feels unbearable. When they arrive at college as freshmen, distance from home gives them something new: freedom. As late nights, new people, and unspoken truths begin to blur the lines between friendship and something more, both girls are forced to confront what they've always felt, and whether they're brave enough to claim it. A tender, slow-burn friends-to-lovers romance about growing up, queer self-discovery, and realizing that the love you've been searching for has been beside you all along.

During her college years, Zara lost both of her parents, leaving her adrift and haunted by memories. Desperate to feel alive again, she sets out on a solitary motorcycle journey-only for it to end in a sudden, life-altering accident. When she wakes, it's in a place she doesn't recognize. Will she survive this strange new world? And can it offer her the purpose she's been searching for? --- It's my first time writing a book and It's a first draft guyss so there are many mistake this book is mainly written for the entertainment purpose so don't search for mistakes just enjoy. 😁

Jensoo converted Futanari one shots. NSFW. Not for kids. Not for sensitives. Read at your own risk. Don't tell me I didn't warn you. You came here at your own will. No one forced you. If you don't know what's 'futanari or g!p', google it. Don't come reading this without the knowledge. I don't wanna taint your innocence and get traumatized. ⚠🔞 ⚠G!P ⚠SMUT ⚠ROUGH ⚠FUTANARI ⚠HARDCORE ⚠FUTA!JISOO ⚠FUTA!JENNIE ⚠MATURE CONTENT ⚠TRIGGER WARNINGS Original stories from daniel21, HoboTaeng, Remotes, maomaosicachu, xxWolfDragon7xx, Chaos_T, bunbunbap, Soshistorm, gleekinkfiller, QuinnisFabray, Kendarrr, simplesetgo, EvilRegalsDamsel, NightimeBehaviour, potatogestapo

"Willow, wait." Blake's voice was rough, her breath coming in uneven gasps as my fingers unzipped her fly. "Before we go any further, this is your last chance to stop me." I frowned. "Why would I?" "Because if you let me take you now, you're mine. Forever." Her intense gaze burned into me. "And there will be no turning back." ==== Willow's life is a desperate rhythm of morning lectures, late-night shifts, a messy family, and counting every dollar just to make it through. Blake is her classmate, the girl everyone on campus fears. Some say she has ties to the Mafia, others claim she deals in things far worse. But one thing is certain. No one dares to mess with her because those who have ended up in the hospital. One night, on her way home after another exhausting shift, Willow finds Blake bleeding out on the street. Against every instinct, she helps her. But Blake, as it turns out, isn't the kind of person who lets debts go unpaid. When Willow's stepfather aggressively demands money from her, Blake steps in and handles it without hesitation. Now, questions haunt Willow. Who is Blake really? Are the rumors about her true? And most terrifying of all, why can't she stop thinking about her knowing that whatever burns between them is destined for destruction? Be careful this story contains: Profanity Smut Violence

Jennie Kim is an investigative journalist determined to expose the truth, even if it means putting her own life at risk. Undercover, she infiltrates the luxurious and impenetrable world of Kim Jisoo, an influential and enigmatic businesswoman whose illicit dealings remain hidden beneath an impeccable facade. Cunning, calculating and unshakable, Jisoo never allowed anyone to get close enough to unravel her. However, Jennie's presence begins to challenge her certainties. What should be just an investigative mission turns into a dangerous game of power, desire and moral dilemmas. When lies become intertwined with truths and secrets become bonds impossible to break, Jennie will need to choose between the truth she has always pursued or the feelings she never imagined she would have. But what will happen when Jisoo discovers that her trust was built on betrayal? In the clash between reason and emotion, between danger and passion, one question remains: who will emerge unscathed when the masks finally fall?

something that crossed my mind

"I need you to stop bullying Reese." Oh, so it was because of her friend. "I-I will do anything, just make it stop." Her eyes softened along with her features. She must love this girl so much for her to do this. But it intrigued me, she will do anything. Jo was now looking down. I felt the need of reaching out to her, to comfort her and tell her that everything is gonna be okay, but again, I had to stop myself. What is happening to me? I was not like this. "So, you will do anything?" I asked her and it made her look at me. "Yes!" "Hmmmm..." I hummed while I circled around her, I know she was feeling nervous, and thinking that I made her feel that, I silently smiled in victory. "Just... Just tell me what you want!" "Feeling impatient are we?" I mocked her, I saw her clench her fist but I chose to ignore it. I stopped in front of her and stared at her intently before I spoke. "Be my girlfriend!" ________________________ A story that will make your heart smile and at the same time cry your heart out. Join me in discovering the life of Jo Thompson, the nobody and Brittany Anderson, the Queen B. __________________________________ TRIGGER WARNING! Some readers may find some of the chapters contains disturbing actions such as bullying, violence, physical harm, abuse, etc. that could be traumatizing to some. Readers' discretion is advised!

Have you ever felt so broken that you couldn't pull yourself out of bed and continue to live your life like you used to. A simple task such as tying your shoes already seems like a huge burden on your account. Struggling with yourself because everything around you doesn't matter anymore. That's mainly because she broke my heart. Who knew love could turn a person around. Who knew love would hurt this bad. Who knew love can make you feel numb. A simple word yet it has an enormous impact in everyone's life. Everything happens for a reason, and I'm not blaming it all on her, though there are things you just wish you could take back and redo because of the feeling it gave you. And because of those traumatic event, I turned into a complete opposite of me. Well, that's until I met...her. You'd think that I've learned my lesson but she's different. I'm that cold-hearted until she drop down here on earth and save my miserable, sorry ass. A girl who doesn't know how to give up. A girl who's filled with happiness in a way that if you stare at her, there's this feeling you can't explain and it just lightens your mood. A girl who's friends with everyone because of her pure and innocent soul. A girl that can certainly light up a god d*mn world with her personality. ... And a girl who made me feel again. A girl who made me fall in love again. A girl who made me forget all the things that I've been through because she made my present more than just worth living, and my future to be worth looking forward to. And she made me fall in love with her harder than anyone did. Harder than anybody could. And I wouldn't mind to fall over and over again if at the end of the line, she's there to catch me.

My life used to be simple. I got normal problems like everyone else. I got everything planned out. After graduating from highschool. I moved out of town and decided to chase my dream. The goal is to be independent and make a name for myself. Yes, I was freaking serious. Ever since I was a kid, my dream was always to be an actress. A Hollywood celebrity to be specific. My only problem was I got myself in a series of bad luck. Which led me back to my old home town. No money, no clothes.. basically nothing. I even look so hideous because of Tyler's suggestion of taking a small role in some documentary film that force me to cut my hair short. If it wasn't for that scam company which I invested all my money in, I wouldn't be in this situation right now. So yeah, all bad luck just keeps on coming to me. And there goes my bestfriend, Sarah Wilter. She's a bit crazy. I should have known nothing good comes up to that proposed agreement she initiated for us. See, she promised to help me solve some of my problems if I help her out with her social status in her new college university. I, Olivia Ford is officially doomed.