Eight years ago, Renata Vitali disappeared without warning. No explanation, and certainly no goodbye. Amara said goodbye to her at boarding school like everything was fine and by the time she got home for winter break, Renata was just... gone. Her number? Dead. Her socials? Deleted. Like she'd never existed. Amara Morrison learned quickly not to get attached to anything that could leave. In turn, she built something else instead. Control, structure, and a career that leaves no room for loose ends. Now, she's one of the youngest rising attorneys at LA's most ruthless firm. And Renata? Renata operates in a different world entirely. The kind where power is quiet, influence is inherited, and nothing is ever as simple as it looks. They haven't spoken since they were seventeen. Until Renata walks into a Century City conference room, drops a multi-million dollar case on the table, and asks for Amara by name. Only Amara.

Follow Professional soccer players Ellie and Rain as they navigate their trauma, feelings and life, trying to find the good from a the bad. Ellie moves to America needing a fresh start. Can Rain help her get that? Can Ellie help Rain find peace in the process? Or will their traumas be too much for each other to handle?

CeoxAssistant|gxg|slowburn|15 years age gap He leaned over her desk for fourteen minutes. Amalia didn't remember his name by the time Nadia was done with her. "What's his name?" "I don't knowww" Amalia whined. "Good girl." She wiped the smudged lipstick from Amalia's mouth with her thumb like a statement. Then walked the entire length of the office, poured water, walked back. Set it down. Amalia looked at it. Looked at Nadia. Raised both shoulders toward her ears and turned her face away. "You're being ridiculous, Amalia." But Amalia didn't budge. Nadia picked her up. Sat back down with Amalia settled against her, tipped the glass to her lips, kissed her once between every sip. Unhurried. Like this was completely reasonable. It was the most spoiled thing Amalia had ever allowed. She allowed all of it. "More." she said when the glass was empty. "Brat." "Your brat." Nadia didn't answer. She didn't have to. She just went to get more water. Amalia Peters. 20. Never carried her own bag. Never pumped her own gas. Never eaten a meal that wasn't placed in front of her like an offering. Beautiful. Brilliant. Completely aware of both. Then June took her parents and left her in a house so quiet she talked to empty chairs. She got a job not because she needed money because the silence was unbearable. She pouted through the entire interview. Got hired anyway. Nadia Crane. 35. Looks 25. Stopped being flattered by that around thirty. On paper - CEO. Empire builder. Never raises her voice. Off paper - cargo that moves at night. Contracts nobody signs twice. A stillness that has ended careers, companies, and at least three men's entire futures. She runs several companies. Only some are legal. She watched Amalia Peters sigh at a waiting room chair like it had wronged her ancestors. And hired her on the spot. Her parents spoiled her. Her boss ruined her beyond repair. #1 in spoiled. #1 in intersex. #1 in gl. #1 in lesbianlgbt #1 in sapphic

They used to dance side by side - Ekaterina and Floralie, best friends, inseparable. Until one betrayal turned them into rivals. Floralie did the one thing Kate could never forgive: she stole her first boyfriend. Years later, Kate makes sure they meet again. Same stage, same dream, same role - the Spring Gala. This time, she's determined to win. To shine. To make Floralie regret everything. Maybe even to take back the boy she lost. But what begins as revenge slowly turns into something else. Every step, every touch, every look brings back what she tried to bury. And what if Kate isn't who she thought she was? What if envy was never the real story between these two rivals ?

Not only is she a milf and mafia leader, but she's my mate?!

"That dress," Vittoria breathes, eyes blazing, "was a distraction that I did 𝙣𝙤𝙩 need tonight." I grin, stepping closer. "Oh? Did I keep you from ruling the room, commandante?" Her lips twist into a dangerous smile. "You kept me from focusing. From leading." I trace a finger along her jaw. "Maybe that was the point." She swallows, dark eyes flickering with fire and something with desire beneath it. "That behavior?" she murmurs, voice low and fierce. "It needs to be punished." ❥❥❥ 𝐒𝐡𝐞'𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐨𝐨𝐤𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐦. 𝐒𝐡𝐞'𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐮𝐥𝐥𝐲. 𝐎𝐧𝐞 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐬 𝐪𝐮𝐢𝐞𝐭𝐥𝐲. 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐝𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐨𝐲𝐬 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐭𝐨𝐮𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐬. 𝐈𝐧 𝐍𝐚𝐩𝐥𝐞𝐬, 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐲𝐬 𝐬𝐚𝐟𝐞 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐠-𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞, 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐥𝐨𝐲𝐚𝐥𝐭𝐲, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐝𝐞𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐢𝐭𝐞𝐥𝐲 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐋𝐢𝐯𝐢𝐚 𝐆𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐨. 𝐀 𝐝𝐚𝐫𝐤 𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐟𝐮𝐥𝐥 𝐨𝐟 𝐨𝐛𝐬𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧, 𝐛𝐞𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐲𝐚𝐥, 𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐚 𝐦𝐚𝐟𝐢𝐚 𝐩𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐰𝐡𝐨 𝙖𝙡𝙬𝙖𝙮𝙨 𝐠𝐞𝐭𝐬 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐬... 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧 𝐢𝐟 𝐢𝐭 𝐛𝐥𝐞𝐞𝐝𝐬.

ON HOLD DUE TO PERSONAL REASONS "𝗳𝘂𝗰𝗸-𝗸". 𝗜 𝗺𝗼𝗮𝗻 𝗮𝘀 𝘀𝗵𝗲 𝘀𝘂𝗰𝗸𝘀 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝘁𝗶𝗽 𝗼𝗳 𝗺𝘆 𝗱𝗶𝗰𝗸, 𝗴𝗼𝗱 𝗶𝘁 𝗳𝗲𝗲𝗹𝘀 𝘀𝗼 𝗴𝗼𝗼𝗱. 𝗧𝗵𝗲 𝘄𝗮𝘆 𝘀𝗵𝗲 𝗼𝗻 𝗵𝗲𝗿 𝗸𝗻𝗲𝗲𝘀 𝗺𝗶𝗹𝗸𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗺𝗲 𝗳𝗼𝗿 𝗮𝗹𝗹 𝗶 𝗵𝗮𝘃𝗲, 𝗶 𝘄𝗼𝘂𝗹𝗱 𝗳𝗼𝗿𝗴𝗼𝘁 𝘀𝗵𝗲 𝗵𝗮𝗱 𝗮 𝘄𝗶𝗳𝗲 𝗶𝗳 𝗵𝗲𝗿 𝘄𝗶𝗳𝗲 𝘄𝗮𝘀𝗻𝘁 𝗹𝗲𝗮𝘃𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝘁𝗿𝗮𝗶𝗹𝘀 𝗼𝗳 𝗵𝗶𝗰𝗸𝗲𝘆𝘀 𝗱𝗼𝘄𝗻 𝗺𝘆 𝗻𝗲𝗰𝗸. 𝐉𝐀𝐙𝐙𝐘 𝐁𝐑𝐎𝐖𝐍 𝐚 𝐭𝐰𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐲- 𝐭𝐰𝐨 𝐲𝐞𝐚𝐫 𝐨𝐥𝐝 𝐛𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐦𝐞𝐞𝐭𝐬 𝐭𝐰𝐨 𝐬𝐞𝐱𝐲 𝐦𝐲𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐨𝐮𝐬 𝐥𝐚𝐝𝐢𝐞𝐬 𝐨𝐧 𝐚 𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐟𝐭 𝐢𝐭 𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐧𝐬 𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐠𝐢𝐫𝐥𝐬 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐬𝐞𝐜𝐫𝐞𝐭 𝐛𝐚𝐝𝐚𝐬𝐬𝐞𝐬 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐦𝐲𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐨𝐮𝐬 𝐣𝐨𝐛𝐬 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐝𝐨𝐞𝐬 𝐣𝐚𝐳𝐳𝐲 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐧𝐚 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐲𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐨𝐮𝐬?

For her college project, Vanessa Hartley ventures into the woods at night, unaware that she's about to be caught between two ancient enemies. Stalked through the woods by Selene Virelai, a vampire with a thirst for blood, Vanessa is tackled into the territory of Carrina Mendoza, a fierce werewolf. As the vampire gazes longingly into Vanessa's eyes, Carrina intervenes, knocking Selene off and landing on top of the human. In that moment, both creatures realize there's something about Vanessa that sparks an unexpected, dangerous intrigue.

Addal Lovelorn is looked at as a freak in school. Bullied and isolated, only rebels and outcasts dare to befriend her. Of course, school drama is a trivial matter when demons threaten to attack and your mom goes missing. Raven Cheshire is the soon to be alpha of the Roman Pack, who have it all. Her future Luna is her childhood sweetheart, a supportive family, and Queen of her school. What can go wrong? A second mate, who she bullied all her life. An unavoidable war with another pack. And a possible mole in her own territory. Evangeline Desmond is beta and future Luna of the Roman Pack. She has a lot of room to live up to her predecessor role as Luna. Especially when her psycho ex-boyfriend plans to take her, even if he have to destroy everything she holds dear to do so. What happens when three lives are bound by a red thread? Only the moon goddess know.

𝐈 𝐦𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐝 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐞𝐬𝐜𝐚𝐩𝐞 𝐦𝐲 𝐬𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫'𝐬 𝐟𝐚𝐦𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐢𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐦𝐲𝐬𝐞𝐥𝐟 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠: 𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐦𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐥 𝐟𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐥𝐢𝐯𝐞 𝐦𝐲 𝐥𝐢𝐟𝐞. 𝐑𝐞𝐯𝐨𝐥𝐮𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐚𝐫𝐲, 𝐈 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰. 𝐓𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐜𝐚𝐦𝐞 𝐦𝐲 𝐟𝐢𝐫𝐬𝐭 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐲. 𝐀 𝐛𝐨𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠, 𝐭𝐞𝐝𝐢𝐨𝐮𝐬 𝐝𝐢𝐬𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐝𝐢𝐬𝐠𝐮𝐢𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐚𝐬 𝐬𝐨𝐜𝐢𝐚𝐥𝐢𝐳𝐢𝐧𝐠. 𝐀𝐧𝐝 𝐨𝐟 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐬𝐞, 𝐈 𝐠𝐨𝐭 𝐝𝐚𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐟𝐥𝐚𝐬𝐡 𝐚 𝐜𝐚𝐫-𝐨𝐫 𝐛𝐞 𝐥𝐚𝐛𝐞𝐥𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐨𝐬𝐭 𝐛𝐨𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐧𝐞𝐰𝐛𝐢𝐞 𝐚𝐥𝐢𝐯𝐞. 𝐍𝐚𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲, 𝐈 𝐭𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐚𝐫𝐞. 𝐈 𝐟𝐥𝐚𝐬𝐡𝐞𝐝 𝐚 𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫. 𝐍𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐢𝐧 𝐚 𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐟𝐮𝐜𝐤𝐞𝐝-𝐮𝐩 𝐥𝐢𝐟𝐞𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞𝐬 𝐝𝐢𝐝 𝐈 𝐢𝐦𝐚𝐠𝐢𝐧𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫 𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐛𝐞 𝐌𝐢𝐥𝐚𝐧 𝐀𝐠𝐫𝐚𝐰𝐚𝐥. 𝐂𝐫𝐢𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐚𝐥. 𝐂𝐨𝐜𝐤𝐲. 𝐁𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐝. 𝐋𝐢𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐚𝐥 𝐧𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐰𝐫𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐞𝐝 𝐢𝐧 𝐚 𝐬𝐞𝐱𝐲 𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐫𝐭 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐢𝐧𝐟𝐮𝐫𝐢𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐠𝐨𝐥𝐝 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐢𝐧. #1Humour - 05/1/2026 #1Lesbianfiction - 03/29/2026 #1Gayaf - 05/05/2026 #2Lesbianrommance - 04/12/20