~ lesbian ~ womanxwoman ~ wlwagegap ****Mature Content, Sexual Content, Strong Language This story is about Kadence James, the daughter of Danielle (Dani) and Taytum James. This story takes place several years after "First Crush, My Forever" and can be read as a stand-alone story. However, if you want the backstory of how Kadence grew up and how her Mama and Mama T met, please read "First Crush, My Forever." ~ At 24 years old, Kadence James is ready to start her career as a school counselor, landing a job at her former San Antonio high school. She's grown up, professional, and ready for a fresh start, but there is one person from her past she didn't expect to run into. Ashlyn Davis is 39, a divorced mother of two, and part of the English Department. She also happens to be Kadence's former Kindergarten and sixth grade school teacher. The only problem though is that they are now workplace peers sharing a faculty lounge, and the undeniable tension between them is anything but academic. While Ashlyn tries to stick to professional boundaries, Kadence is determined to prove she isn't a kid anymore. Will the 15 year age gap and their past history keep them apart, or are they destined to cross the line? Will a familiar face from the past become her future? There's only one way to find out and that's to read "I Remember You." Cover created by Eden Shay Copyright © Eden Shay All rights reserved. No part of this publication may be reproduced, stored or transmitted in any form or by any means, electronic, mechanical, photocopying, recording, scanning, or otherwise without written permission from the publisher. It is illegal to copy this story, post it to a website, or distribute it by any other means without permission. This story is entirely a work of fiction. The names, characters and incidents portrayed in it are the work of the author's imagination. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, events or localities is entirely coincidental.

I am not enough. It knocks the wind out of her, takes her breath wholly away until she remembers how to fill her lungs, gasping desperately as she sobs. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Ps this is not my fic~ I want to give a big shoutout to 13starbuck42 on Archive of your own, she wrote this amazing fic and I hope it's okay if I share your amazing work on here

How do you expect to control everything around you if you can't even control your own mind? Annamarie is an anxiety ridden, sex crazed woman who never thought anyone could love her, especially if she can't love herself. Her eyes used to haunt her, reminding her of the horrid childhood she had, until she opened her mind. There lays a new pair of eyes to haunt her, blue and silver belonging to her long lost love Kathleen, a blonde bodacious vixen who struggles with self esteem. Can these two women fix each other? Or will they just cause more chaos in their already hectic lives? SOME CHAPTERS ARE PRIVATE PLEASE FOLLOW ME TO READ!!!!! THANK YOU!! {Explicit content. Lesbian sex. Don't like don't read, Otherwise enjoy.}

The squad decide to go out for some drinks. When they meet up at Liv's apartment Elliot finds Liv on the bathroom floor. She is injured, and Elliot insists on taking care of her.

The shy girl wanted to prove she could be useful to the CEO's plan-seducing a dangerous man. Trembling, she carefully straddled Diana's lap, heart pounding, desperate to show she wasn't as helpless as she seemed. Diana's cold voice challenged her: "Is that all you can do? You think this is helping? Sitting on me, trembling like that?" But inside, watching Anna like this, she felt something she refused to admit-losing control. Anna ran away to start over. At nineteen, she left behind a strict father, a forced engagement, and a life that never felt like hers. Now she's tucked away in a quiet corner of Thailand, working at a small café and trying to find pieces of herself again. Then Diana (33) walked in. Cold, composed, and impossibly intimidating, Diana is the kind of woman who commands a room without saying a word. A powerful CEO with a mysterious edge and eyes that never miss a thing. She claims she's just there for coffee... but she lingers. Watches. Smiles, when no one's looking. When a spilled drink and an innocent apology turn into a moment neither of them expected, Anna finds herself pulled into a game she doesn't understand, one filled with secrets, tension, and a closeness that feels too dangerous to want. But Diana isn't just a customer. And Anna isn't just a girl working behind the counter. One is hiding a mission. The other is trying not to lose herself. And neither of them is ready for what's coming next.

My physiotherapist. A part-time gym instructor. My brother's friend. An older woman. All of these elements made up Ezra Marlowe - and similarly - made her forbidden fruit. Professionalism and morality kept us apart. Lust and desire brought us together. Or, no wait, my swimming injury was actually what brought us together...

Xan a stripper, works the vampire club, where she met two mysterious and dark vampire. Who have no problem sharing her...If you know what that entitled. : : "Kiss my ass," I growled. She smirked. "How much?" I snorted. "Your order?" Jager leaned over the table, her gaze fixed on me. "Tell me, Snow Princess. How much for a kiss on your ass? Name your price." I realized that for them, everything revolved around naming a price, and they could get what they wanted. That's how they had lived for years. "Blood wine and shots, coming right up," I said, ignoring her proposition. She leaned back, the purple lighting casting shadows on their faces, making them appear even more enigmatic. "Do your thing, Snow Flakes. But when you come back, I hope the price is on the tip of those lips," she said. I rolled my eyes. "Whatever," I mumbled. "Come here," Jager commanded. I couldn't help but smile inside as she rummaged through her seemingly endless supply of cash. She folded a few bills and leaned forward, slipping the money into the side of my skirt. Her hand lingered, palming my ass cheeks. "So damn full," she remarked, her words slipping through her fangs. Read to find out...

With her almost 20 year marriage beyond repair, Demi Meadows is sick of playing games and being taken for granted. She needs something real, and someone who truly loves her instead of cheating on her for years. Her kids are almost out of the house, so it would be a perfect time to find a person to share her life with, and this time she isn't going to settle for anything less than the perfect person and the perfect love. But could that person be someone that she would never expect, like a one night stand that turns into a frequent visitor? Or is it too risky to go after someone who could rip her heart in two because of the different places they are in life and the similarities to her ex? What if perfect is an illusion? What if finding a perfect love is an illusion, because sometimes you can make your own perfect?

ᴛʏ ɪs ᴀ ʜᴀɪʀsᴛʏʟɪsᴛ. ᴍᴀʟɪᴋ ɪs ᴀ ᴛᴀᴛᴛᴏᴏ ᴀʀᴛɪsᴛ. ✩｡:•.───── ❁ - ❁ ─────.•:｡✩

(teacherxstudent) Aubrey Anderson, 18 years old, started her last year in high school. After 4 years of constantly going back and forth between her family fights, her school fights, and her irritating ex, who will not let her go, is about to reach the end of it all. Jennifer Collins, 25 years old, started her teaching career at Mayberry High. Expecting to fulfill every students wishes by pursuing them to their dreams and graduate. What will happen when these two cross paths? Will sparks fly? Or will they burn out knowing the consequences?