Book 1 of Inheritance Series Banks Mitchell has had a plan since she was sixteen Play soccer at UNC, follow in her mother's footsteps, and love Noah Martinez the way she always has steady, certain, safe What she didn't plan for was Ivy Ivy Martinez has spent four years filing away the memory of one kiss that was never meant to mean anything. Banks called it practice. Ivy called it the moment she understood exactly how much trouble she was in. She watched Banks fall for her little brother anyway and told herself that was fine That she was fine She almost believed it They've been best friends their whole lives. Grew up in the same circle, at the same beach house every summer, around the same kitchen tables and their mothers best friends long before either of them took their first breath. Banks and Ivy were unavoidable in every aspect except the one that mattered most Now they're roommates Same apartment. Same walls. Same 2am silences that stretch just a little too long. Ivy knows every version of Banks Mitchell the girl who laughs too loud, cries at Disney movies and will look you dead in the eye and deny it, and has never once in her life slowed down long enough to feel something she wasn't ready for The problem is Banks is starting to feel something she is very much not ready for Noah is 30 minutes away, finishing his senior year, and texting every night like clockwork. Riley Mitchell is coaching right across campus and already sees too much. And Ivy is right there wild and warm and familiar pretending she isn't waiting for something Banks doesn't even know she's capable of giving One kiss was practice This is something else entirely 18+ | sapphic romance | boyfriend sister | roommates | slow burn | forbidden | college | found family | The Inheritance Series

She didn't cry when they opened the door. She just stood there, fingers locked around the strap of her bag, eyes already searching for the nearest exit. Sienna and Harlow have been on the waiting list for a little for years, when they get a call about a little girl. Lila has been from home to home due to behavioural and other problems. The two desperately want to bond with her after years of emptyness, but must work through hidden issues first. _______ ________ ________ ________ _______ Warning! : This book contains age regression, used by the main character Lila as a coping mechanism. This book will contain mental health issues, sensitive and mature contents. Please, click off if you don't think this is for you.

Olivia Carter, a preppy young woman, takes the plunge and leaves sunny Malibu for the gloomy streets of Seattle, hoping for a fresh start. She's juggling a low-paying gig at a start-up media company and helping out at her friend's café, but money is tight-thanks to student loans and the insane cost of living. So, in a moment of desperation, she decides to get a roommate. Enter River Jones. The last person Olivia would've ever chosen to live with. River's a wild, loud streamer who seems to have zero consideration for Olivia's sleep schedule. The late-night noise and chaotic streams make Olivia want to scream. What she doesn't know? River's actually a hugely successful streamer with a massive following. Now Olivia's stuck living with this wild, unfortunately sexy, unpredictable whirlwind of a woman... and it's starting to get real hard to ignore the tension. How long can these two keep their distance without everything coming to a head?

Anna didn't move to New York with a plan. She only had charm, too much optimism, and a knack for getting fired. After a streak of disastrous jobs, she stumbles into a position as Sabrina's assistant. Sabrina has built her company on precision and control; Anna can barely keep her plants alive. They're complete opposites, but in the city that never sleeps, even the wrong match can turn into something right.

"𝙎𝙝𝙚 𝙬𝙖𝙨 𝙝𝙞𝙧𝙚𝙙 𝙩𝙤 𝙙𝙚𝙛𝙚𝙣𝙙 𝙢𝙚. 𝙎𝙤𝙢𝙚𝙝𝙤𝙬, 𝙨𝙝𝙚 𝙗𝙚𝙘𝙖𝙢𝙚 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙤𝙣𝙡𝙮 𝙤𝙣𝙚 𝙘𝙖𝙥𝙖𝙗𝙡𝙚 𝙤𝙛 𝙧𝙪𝙞𝙣𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙢𝙚." ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Born into fame. Forced into the spotlight. When her mother's fashion empire falls into scandal, 𝐋𝐨𝐧𝐝𝐨𝐧 𝐖𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐛𝐫𝐨𝐨𝐤 is automatically involved, and her image is on the line. 𝐒𝐤𝐲𝐥𝐚𝐫 𝐕𝐚𝐥𝐞 is a cold, powerful attorney, hired to silence the scandal and control London. But some entanglements blur the line between control and desire. And not all of them are meant to be undone.

[ON HOLD] Sloane doesn't love. She doesn't even try. Girls come and go- useful until they're boring, discarded the moment they start to cling. Control is the only thing that matters, and it has always been hers. Until Elara. Dark-eyed. Sharp. Calculated. A woman who strips Sloane bare with nothing more than a look, who takes control without asking, who makes submission feel less like a choice and more like inevitability. What begins as a game of power becomes an obsession neither of them can walk away from. For the first time, Sloane isn't the one pulling the strings-she's caught in them. This isn't love. This isn't safe. This is control. Twisted. Consuming. Addictive.

Elizabeth/Ms. Wilson 30 University professor during the day, HOT mafia boss bitch at night Lily Smith 23 Student who (eventually) is so unbelievably smitten for her Ladies, it's got the age gap, the teacher x student, mafia boss, enemies to lovers, tension, slow burn, "who did this to you", "touch her and I'll kill you", stargazing where one admires the actual sky and says it's beautiful while the other one agrees yet her eyes are only on the girl beside her, angry love confessions in the rain, tooth rotting fluff and the HOTTEST sex ever. And so much more. It's got every single trope I know my desperate little loves need ;) ~ ACTUAL SUMMARY: Lily hates her. She hates that smug look on her face when she walks into the classroom like she owns the place. She hates the smirk that appears on those devastatingly beautiful, plump, soft looking lips whenever she catches Lily's eyes ogling her. She hates her cold, commanding tone. Her to-die-for body. Her breathtaking hazel eyes. The way she sounds so hot when speaking French. The way she rests her pen between her mouth while she reads over exams which ignites a burning jealousy in Lily of said pen between sinful lips. So yeah, Lily very much hates her. It doesn't help that Ms. Wilson is the meanest, coldest bitch to ever set foot on earth and is hell bent on making Lily's last semester unbearable. But in between their heated arguments, shared glances, and mutual feelings of hatred, lies secrets neither of which are prepared to unravel. Ms. Wilson. Her university professor during the day. But the leader of the most deadly mafia at night? Could she get any hotter? Ehem I mean terrifying? As they both become apart of each other's lives without meaning to, lines begin to blur and feelings rise to surface. But along with the million other reasons why Lily SHOULD walk away, only one makes her heart ache unbearably. I surpassed my word limit so I guess you'll just have to read and find out what ;)

Grace has always been the responsible one. After losing her parents, responsibility was all she knew-taking care of her younger sister, keeping her head down, never letting herself slip. No parties, no distractions, and definitely no time for love. It never mattered anyway. Love was something that never seemed to belong to her. Until now. What started as a simple tango class, just a chance to learn something she'd always admired, changes everything the moment she meets her. The instructor. Beautiful, magnetic, impossible to look away from. But falling for her is dangerous. Because she's married. She's forbidden. And she's the mother of her sister's best friend. Grace promised herself she would never risk her heart. But on the dance floor, with every step and every stolen glance, she's beginning to wonder if some loves are worth breaking all the rules for.

One girl, haunted by demons she never asked for. One girl, holding onto a dream with bleeding hands. One girl, clinging to a life she never was supposed to survive. One girl-and one infuriating woman she was never meant to meet. Aurora Winters, 18, soft-spoken and sweet like spring rain, begins her second last first day of senior year. The wreckage of a car crash last Christmas stole what little safety she had left-leaving her in the bitter care of an aunt who never wanted her and a man who only knows cruelty. Bruised, quiet, alone and unraveling, Aurora is trying to survive the storm. But survival becomes complicated when a certain woman enters the picture. Valentina M. Harlow, 37, new to this part of town, new to the school, old to the weight of the world. Once a sweet girl who ached to be seen, now a woman shaped by silence and cold resolve. Sharp-tongued, guarded, emotionally untouchable, manipulative and entirely disinterested in attachments. She is the oldest daughter who walked away-from blood and businesses, from love, from everything that broke her. It's been seven years since she last let herself feel. And she likes it that way. Until Aurora. What begins as uneasy glances and sharp conversations becomes something far harder to ignore. Valentina sees the pain in the girl's eyes. The bruises beneath the surface. And suddenly, the woman who feels nothing is faced with a choice: walk away as she always has, or reach out-risking everything. This is a tale of longing and danger, where hearts shatter, wounds heal, and reopen. Again and again. A story of two women who were never meant to orbit, yet crash into each other anyway. A story of it all. Of longing that feels like ruin. Of aching that feels like home. Of broken things that refuse to stay broken. A slow unraveling, a dangerous pull. A love that could save-or destroy-them both. Maybe they'll piece themselves back together. And set the world on fire, together.

Dr. Cameron O'Clare believed being the smartest girl in the room meant she was in control of her research and her life. But when Dr. Mavis Leroy, a brilliant and fiercely private expert in environmental psychology, backed her breakthrough project, everything shifted. Leroy did not just fund the work. She embedded herself into Cameron's world. The choices were no longer hers. She became the variable Cameron had not accounted for. The catalyst. Power. Intimacy. Surrender. Suddenly, Cameron was not sure what she wanted or who held the reins. Like any true catalyst, Leroy did not change herself. She changed everything around her.