𝐋𝐞𝐬𝐛𝐢𝐚𝐧 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐲 Laurence Young didn't anticipate spending spring break falling in love with her friend's mother. What occurs when Laurence unexpectedly develops feelings for her friend's mother? Will Laurence admit how she feels? Will it result in heartache? In the process, will she lose everyone she loves? Find out by reading. I will also not tolerate any hate or disrespect towards my book or others in my comments. If you don't like how I write simply click off and don't read my book! #1 IN Drama #1 IN gxglesbianlgbt #1 IN wattpadauthor #1 IN futnari #2 In Futa #3 IN nineteen #4 IN Dancer #5 IN intersex #7 IN lesbianfiction *I own all right to these original stories I don't approve of any re-uploading of them anywhere*

Omphile's new school was a minefield of unspoken power dynamics, a place where alliances shifted like sand. Relationships, those intricate webs of emotion, were a puzzle she couldn't solve. Then, she appeared. A girl with a reputation for both charm and a fierce, almost possessive, loyalty. Her presence was a challenge, a silent declaration of dominance. And she was looking at Omphile with an intensity that made her heart race. Could Omphile navigate the dangerous currents of this girl's attention, or would her fear of the unknown force her to retreat? WARNING!!WARNING! Contains adult content,not for viewers under 🔞🔞❌❌❌ #intersex #lesbian #bisexual #gay #practice #smut #girl×girl

18+: TW: violence, language, death/murder, sexually graphic. Karmine has always been there for Althea-the late-night confidant, the steady hand when heartbreak strikes, the quiet shadow that never leaves her side. But devotion this deep has a price. What begins as friendship twists into something darker: possession, obsession, a dangerous kind of love that doesn't let go. Karmine is willing to risk everything for Althea-the girl who makes her world pulse with meaning. When rejection collides with desperation, secrets begin to unravel, and the truth behind Karmine's obsession is darker than anyone could have imagined. How far will Karmine go to make sure Althea is hers-and hers alone?

"Lily." she said my name, the letters falling from her mouth like petals wilting from a flower of sin. I didn't respond. Not because I didn't want to. I just didn't know what to say. "I am not going to leave this place without you. I know that I messed up before, but my biggest mistake of all would be losing you. I refuse to let that happen." 𓃠 𓃠𓃠 My name is Lily Lovelace, and I am as bubbly and feminine as my name is. I've moved around with my family from country to country due to my father's job. Due to my unstable and nomadic lifestyle, I've become closed off to true connection despite my strong desire for passion and romance. My heart found itself caught between its hunger for love and the safety of solitude. Eventually we settled down in the rural parts of Italy. I never would have expected to meet a fiery young woman all the way from New York City, with hair akin to a lion's mane and the personality of a cunning fox. Oh, Zafina Mustafa, the woman that you are. 𓃠 𓃠𓃠

Amora. Evelyn. One night changes everything. Desires grow. Obsession builds. And neither of them are ready for what's about to be unveiled. ...

[COMPLETE] Her hands are under my shirt in seconds. She palms my breast through my bra and squeezes like she doesn't care if it leaves a mark. I cry out but the sound is muffled by her lips as her thumb flicks my nipple. "I hate you," I whisper. "Then hate me with your legs opened," she snarls, dragging my shirt over my head and tossing it somewhere behind her. Her teeth scrape down my throat, biting at the skin just below my jaw until I hiss. My back arches as her fingers undo the clasp of my bra and when it falls her mouth is latching onto my nipple, sucking it so fucking hard I nearly scream. I grab her hair and yank her head back but the look in her eyes only makes me wetter. "Shut up and fuck me," I snap. She grins. "You don't give the orders." ─────⊱𓆩♰𓆪⊰───── 𝐈𝐬𝐚𝐛𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐚 𝐌𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐢𝐧 𝐒𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐨 is the heir to an empire. 𝐕𝐚𝐥𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐚 𝐂𝐫𝐮𝐳 is a woman sworn to protect her. But the longer she keeps her alive, the more she wants to ruin her. ─────⊱𓆩♰𓆪⊰───── "In the shadows, we are all nothing but slaves to our darkest desires." - 𝐊. 𝐍𝐲𝐱 Best rankings ⤵️ 🥇#gayaf (01/08/25)

These women thought their paths would never align. Romy Vanelle never dreamed of working in a run-down pizza shop. The prestigious cooking academy La Cherief is supposed to be her escape. Little does she know that the gorgeous disaster who once ordered a pineapple pizza with garlic buns will soon become the person she fears most: Arabella Renette, world-famous chef-and Romy's strict, perfection-obsessed instructor, who mysteriously stopped cooking years ago. Keeping the elite scholarship that keeps her afloat won't be her only challenge. She'll also have to survive the dangerously attractive chef who watches her every move. Romy likes to taste the danger. And she soon realizes she'll have to take everything with... A Grain of Salt.

"𝐈'𝐌 𝐋𝐎𝐒𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐌𝐘 𝐌𝐈𝐍𝐃 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐁𝐀𝐁𝐘 𝐘𝐎𝐔'𝐑𝐄 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐒𝐎𝐍." #1. #GirlonGirl March 29th, 2025

Farah Grant has spent her entire life proving she's more than just the daughter of a business mogul. But when her father's empire faces ruin, he offers her up in a sweet deal disguised as an arranged marriage. The bride? The owner of an empire. A ruthless CEO who's as cold as the steel and glass towers she commands. From the start their relationship isn't made to work. Farah is fiery and passionate but against her "wife's" icy demeanour, it's different. Their marriage is supposed to be all about business, public appearances, and playing happy wives for the cameras. Nothing more. But behind closed doors, well that's a different story. Desire, passion and need make it hard for them to keep it all professional. But then again, contracts can't split but vows were made to be broken.

When Priscilla walks into Sloane's office, she's just another patient-guarded, broken, slow to trust. Sloane, a dominant and calculating therapist, is used to control. She knows how to push, how to read people, how to get what she wants. But Priscilla is different. What begins as therapy twists into something deeper-an electric pull neither of them can ignore. Sloane tells herself it's about healing, but her control is precise, obsessive... seductive. And Priscilla, under Sloane's careful influence, begins to lose sight of where her pain ends and Sloane begins. Because Sloane isn't just hiding secrets. She's using them. And the most dangerous thing about her is how far she'll go to keep Priscilla close. [ wlw romance between a therapist and her patient. Hold on tight, this a messy-dark romance ]