I've always hated vampires. Not because I was raised to, but because I learned exactly what they were capable of when my sister Hannah and her husband were found murdered in their Seattle home, drained of blood. The law called it a tragedy and quickly moved on. I never did. Their five-year-old son, Oliver, was left behind, and moving back to Seattle meant abandoning the successful legal career I had built in New York. But when the choice was my career or Oli, I chose him. Now I'm waitressing just to keep us afloat, and the court has made one thing painfully clear: if I can't prove I can provide for him, I could lose him too. Then comes an offer I can't afford to refuse. One case. One million dollars. My client? Vivian Voss. Billionaire hotel queen. Cold, secretive, impossible to read. And a vampire. Vivian has been accused of murdering one of her employees on Voss property, and I'm convinced she's hiding something. I should hate everything about her. Instead, I notice the way she watches me. The way her voice softens when she says my name. The way she somehow knows when I haven't eaten or when I'm pushing myself too far. Falling for a vampire was never part of the case. Falling for Vivian was never supposed to happen at all. I still don't like vampires. But her? She's my vampire. And somewhere along the way, Vivian Voss became more than the woman I was hired to defend. She became our protector. My safe place. And the vampire I fell in love with. ~~~~~~•●♡●•~~~~~~ Best rankings 🤎🤎 #1 Lesbian Romance #1 Woman x Woman #1 Lesbian #1 GXG #2 WLW #1 Text-to-Speech #3 Kid #3 Lesbianfiction #2 Vampire x Human #2 WLW Romance #2 LGBT Romance

🌸CURRENTLY UNDER EDITS🌸 Two professors. One university. One rivalry that has the entire campus buzzing. Professor Lilian Rose is calm, precise, brilliant, and practically untouchable. Professor Daisy Oliver is sharp, relentless, and impossible to outsmart. They argue over everything. Who is better. Who is right. Who gets the last word. But beneath every sarcastic remark and heated debate lies a tension neither of them wants to acknowledge. Lingering glances. Arguments that suddenly feel far too personal. Their academic rivalry is turning into something neither woman knows how to control. Because sometimes the person who irritates you the most is also the one who understands you best. Brains collide. Pride refuses to surrender. And the war between Lilian Rose and Daisy Oliver is only beginning.

There was a woman Born from a lotus Her heart was golden Deep as the ocean Until this one man He came and broke it Til it was open Just like a lotus Oh yes, There were explosions She found her focus The beast awoken.. - Jhené Aiko

At 17 years old Amina faced a tragedy that changed the outlook of her life forever, or maybe so what she thought was forever. 8 years later the outlook is challenged by a walking paradox.

"Got my heart jumping like Jordan's, play me like spalding." Married life comes with many adversities, Will Allure be able to stay down? This is a sequel! Read "Girls like me" first for a better understanding ꨄ︎

"I hate you." "Good. I hate you too." "Then why can't I stop thinking about you?" ═════════════════════════ Cameron Price has spent her whole life being perfect UT's star forward. Dean's list. Boyfriend who plays pro. Daughter of the Longhorns' head coach. She says the right things, smiles the right way, and never lets anyone see her crack Jordan Mitchell has spent her whole life proving herself Texas State's captain. Rough edges, short fuse, and zero patience for people like Cameron. Daughter of the Bobcats' head coach. She doesn't do polished. She doesn't do perfect. And she has never, not once in twelve years, backed down from a Price Rival schools Rival coaches Rival daughters They've been at each other's throats since they were ten years old on the field, off it, every single time their worlds collide. It's the one thing in Cameron's life that doesn't feel rehearsed and Cameron's the one person Jordan has never been able to shake Same program. Same kids. Every Saturday for three months It's supposed to be uncomfortable and It is Just not in any way either of them prepared for Because hate doesn't do this. It doesn't make you notice every small thing about a person, the way she laughs, the way she argues, the way she looks at you like she already knows all your secrets Hate doesn't keep you awake at 2am replaying moments that shouldn't mean anything One kiss was supposed to end it Instead, it started something neither of them has a name for something that breaks every rule, crosses every line, and threatens everything they've each spent years building Their parents coach against each other. Their schools have a rivalry older than they are. There is no world where this works But they're running out of reasons to stop ═════════════════════════ Two rivals. One secret. Everything to lose

𝙬𝙚 𝙖𝙧𝙚 𝙨𝙩𝙞𝙡𝙡 𝙬𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙬𝙚 𝙤𝙣𝙘𝙚 𝙬𝙚𝙧𝙚, 𝙣𝙚𝙖𝙧𝙡𝙮 𝙞𝙣𝙨𝙚𝙥𝙖𝙧𝙖𝙗𝙡𝙚 𝙣𝙤𝙬 𝙗𝙤𝙣𝙙𝙚𝙙 𝙗𝙮 𝙖𝙣𝙤𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙧 𝙡𝙞𝙛𝙚 ..

Allure lightly chuckled, "Cmon Moo, you know you don't like girls like me."

Milan, a successful lash tech in Atlanta, meets Saint, a man serving time in prison, through a random TikTok Live.

"𝐇𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐬 𝐨𝐧 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐥𝐚𝐩," 𝐑𝐨𝐰𝐞𝐧𝐚 𝐦𝐮𝐫𝐦𝐮𝐫𝐞𝐝. "𝐋𝐢𝐟𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐬𝐤𝐢𝐫𝐭," 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐝. 𝐖𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐮𝐧𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐲 𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫𝐬, 𝐓𝐚𝐦𝐳𝐢𝐧 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐝 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐡𝐞𝐦 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐝𝐫𝐞𝐰 𝐢𝐭 𝐮𝐩𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐝, 𝐬𝐥𝐨𝐰 𝐞𝐧𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐞𝐭𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧. 𝐑𝐨𝐰𝐞𝐧𝐚 𝐡𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐞𝐝 𝐪𝐮𝐢𝐞𝐭𝐥𝐲, 𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐯𝐚𝐥 𝐭𝐡𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝. "𝐆𝐨𝐨𝐝," 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐚𝐢𝐝. "𝐍𝐨𝐰, 𝐩𝐚𝐬𝐬 𝐢𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐦𝐞." 𝐒𝐡𝐞 𝐠𝐥𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞𝐝 𝐝𝐨𝐰𝐧 𝐝𝐞𝐬𝐩𝐢𝐭𝐞 𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐞𝐥𝐟, 𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐭𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐩𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐞𝐬. 𝐓𝐚𝐦𝐳𝐢𝐧 𝐡𝐞𝐬𝐢𝐭𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐝, 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐝 𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐝, 𝐡𝐨𝐨𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐢𝐭 𝐥𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐥𝐲 𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐭𝐰𝐨 𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐑𝐨𝐰𝐞𝐧𝐚 𝐡𝐞𝐥𝐝 𝐰𝐚𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐡𝐚𝐝𝐨𝐰𝐞𝐝 𝐬𝐩𝐚𝐜𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐭𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐦. 𝐑𝐨𝐰𝐞𝐧𝐚'𝐬 𝐬𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐬𝐥𝐨𝐰, 𝐮𝐧𝐦𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐤𝐚𝐛𝐥𝐲 𝐩𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐞𝐝. "𝐆𝐨𝐨𝐝 𝐠𝐢𝐫𝐥," 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐮𝐫𝐦𝐮𝐫𝐞𝐝.