Alexandra Williams: The textbook popular jock who is too loud in the hallways and too attractive for her own good. Classmates love her, parents adore her, and even babies can't seem to resist her charm. She's got the grades, the game, and a grin that can get her out of anything. With that hand of cards, there's no need to say that some of it has gone to her head. Kristen Adams: The new girl. Fresh out of LA and dropped into the heart of Minnesota, hoping to outrun the past she left behind. Shy in the new environment, she was scared she would never fit in. But little did she know, she had caught the attention of everyone. Thrown together by their sports, they collide like two masses pulled into orbit. They spin closer, faster, until it feels inevitable. Until gravity turns violent and they explode. Forcing both of them to learn that the hardest part isn't the fall, but learning how to land. Content Warning: Domestic Abuse Though depictions of abuse within this book are minimal, they are present and may be distressing to some readers. Please take its presence into consideration before reading.

Kelly Vega just wants to survive senior year, but her new chemistry teacher, Elena Bennett, makes that difficult. Strict, composed, and oddly familiar, Elena is everything Kelly shouldn't be drawn to-but she can't help it. As Kelly pushes boundaries and Elena struggles to keep her distance, an undeniable tension builds between them. Will Kelly stay focused on school, or will she find herself caught in a dangerous chemistry neither of them can ignore? *kinda enemies to lover *slow burn *age gap (8years)

"𝑇𝑒𝑙𝑙 𝑀𝑒 𝑇ℎ𝑎𝑡 𝐼𝑡'𝑠 𝑀𝑖𝑛𝑒...𝐴𝑛𝑑 𝐼'𝑙𝑙 𝑇𝑟𝑒𝑎𝑡 𝐼𝑡 𝐴𝑠 𝑀𝑖𝑛𝑒, 𝑃𝑟𝑖𝑛𝑐𝑒𝑠𝑠." "𝐅𝐮𝐜𝐤 𝐘𝐨𝐮, 𝐆𝐨𝐧𝐳𝐚𝐥𝐞𝐳." 𝖠 𝗌𝗂𝗇𝗂𝗌𝗍𝖾𝗋 𝖼𝗁𝗎𝖼𝗄𝗅𝖾 𝖾𝖼𝗁𝗈𝖾𝖽 𝗂𝗇 𝗆𝗒 𝖾𝖺𝗋, 𝗌𝖾𝗇𝖽𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖼𝗁𝗂𝗅𝗅𝗌 𝖽𝗈𝗐𝗇 𝗆𝗒 𝗌𝗉𝗂𝗇𝖾, "𝑂ℎ? 𝐼 𝑓𝑢𝑐𝑘𝑒𝑑 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑠𝑒𝑛𝑠𝑒𝑙𝑒𝑠𝑠, 𝑑𝑖𝑑 𝑖 𝑛𝑜𝑡, 𝑝𝑟𝑖𝑛𝑐𝑒𝑠𝑠?" 𝖥𝖾𝖾𝗍 𝗄𝗂𝖼𝗄𝖾𝖽 𝖺𝗉𝖺𝗋𝗍, 𝗁𝖺𝗇𝖽𝗌 𝖻𝗈𝗎𝗇𝖽 𝖻𝖾𝗁𝗂𝗇𝖽 𝗆𝗒 𝖻𝖺𝖼𝗄...𝖨 𝗌𝗎𝖼𝗄𝖾𝖽 𝗂𝗇 𝖺 𝗌𝗁𝖺𝗋𝗉 𝖻𝗋𝖾𝖺𝗍𝗁, 𝗆𝗒 𝗁𝖾𝖺𝗋𝗍 𝗌𝗄𝗂𝗉𝗉𝖾𝖽 𝖺 𝖻𝖾𝖺𝗍. 𝖳𝗁𝖾𝗂𝗋 𝗁𝖾𝖺𝗍𝖾𝖽 𝖻𝗋𝖾𝖺𝗍𝗁 𝗍𝖾𝖺𝗌𝖾 𝗆𝗒 𝗌𝗄𝗂𝗇, 𝗌𝗅𝖾𝗇𝖽𝖾𝗋 𝖿𝗂𝗇𝗀𝖾𝗋𝗌 𝗍𝗋𝖺𝖼𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗆𝗒 𝗌𝗈𝖺𝗄𝖾𝖽 𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗌 𝖺𝗌 𝖨 𝖻𝗂𝗍 𝖻𝖺𝖼𝗄 𝖺 𝗌𝗁𝗎𝖽𝖽𝖾𝗋𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗆𝗈𝖺𝗇. "𝐼𝑡'𝑠 𝑚𝑖𝑛𝑒 𝑢𝑛𝑡𝑖𝑙 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑒𝑛𝑑.." 𝖨 𝗀𝖺𝗉𝖾 𝖺𝗍 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖿𝖾𝖾𝗅𝗂𝗇𝗀-𝗍𝗁𝗋𝖾𝖾 𝗌𝗅𝖾𝗇𝖽𝖾𝗋 𝖿𝗂𝗇𝗀𝖾𝗋𝗌 𝗉𝗋𝖾𝗌𝗌 𝗂𝗇𝗍𝗈 𝗆𝗒 𝗐𝖾𝗍 𝖼𝗈𝗋𝖾. "..𝑂𝑓 𝑡𝑖𝑚𝑒. 𝐼'𝑙𝑙 𝑏𝑢𝑟𝑛 𝑡ℎ𝑒 ℎ𝑢𝑚𝑎𝑛 𝑟𝑎𝑐𝑒 𝑓𝑜𝑟 𝑦𝑜𝑢." "𝗚𝗼𝗻𝘇𝗮𝗹𝗲𝘇," 𝖨 𝖼𝗋𝗂𝖾𝖽 𝖺𝗌 𝗆𝗒 𝗅𝗂𝗆𝖻𝗌 𝖻𝖾𝗍𝗋𝖺𝗒𝖾𝖽 𝗆𝖾 𝖾𝗇𝗍𝗂𝗋𝖾𝗅𝗒, 𝘁𝗵𝗲

Pero ¿qué ocurre cuando el exilio no es solo geográfico, sino del alma? Cuando una traición familiar desmorona un imperio y una amante desaparece en la niebla de la distancia, dejando solo huellas efímeras en el corazón. Fina, la mujer que lo arriesgó todo por proteger lo que amaba, regresa de las sombras, portando no solo verdades ocultas, sino un fuego que amenaza con incinerar lo que queda. Y en el horizonte, Camille Lacroix, con su elegancia parisina y su perfume sofocante, acecha como un fantasma seductor, recordándonos que algunas huellas no se borran con el tiempo, sino que se tallan a fuego lento. Y en el centro de la tormenta, Marta de la Reina debe decidir si se deja sofocar por la elegancia seductora...o si encuentra la fuerza para respirar de nuevo y confrontar su pasado.

"My love for you runs deep and boundless." Her voice quivered with emotion, and tears glistened in her eyes. "And I'm scared." The other woman said with a soft sob. --- Disclaimer: I'm not a professional writer, so please expect some grammatical errors. This is my first story, and updates may be slow. Thank you for your patience and understanding! --- Date Started: May 30, 2024 Continued: March 14, 2025 Date Ended:

Paris Du Pont was the queen of her school. Turns heads when she walks, she was the type of person people practically worshiped. Anything she ever wanted was merely just a swipe away. With rich parents and a face of an angel, nothing was ever out of arms reach. Mayson Amore was the complete opposite. She blended into the crowd, except when she couldn't, never spoke unless spoken to, and always had her head in music sheets or books. With non existent parents, money was always an issue. With strict parents and failing classes, Paris needs to quickly get her grades up before her parents notice, while Mayson needs a muse for her fast-approaching deadline for an art project. Can they help one another before it's too late? this is basically like a modern version of titanic so enjoy!!

A w|w high school romance story of a foreign exchange student. This is book 2/2 of the "Away From Home" series! Could you imagine being sent 3,000 miles away from home and finding the love of your life? Well that's what happened to Francesca Bertucci when her parents sent her away for being gay. She met Jamie Hartt, a girl who taught her to accept herself and how to love. All good things come to an end though right? When Francesca's parents find out about her new girlfriend, Chesca is ripped away from America and back to Italy. With her phone taken away and her parents planning to send her away once again, Chesca has no way to contact Jamie. All she can do is hope at when she turns 18 in three months that she can somehow find her way back to the love of her life.

Do you ever feel like your own existence doesn't belong to you? As if you were the protagonist of a movie or a play where you need to please all the spectators and live according to the plot? But who writes that plot? Who decides of the unexpected developments and the people you meet? It should only be a matter of personal choices that we make by following our heart and listening to that little voice deep inside. Yet being the master of your own life seems complicated. Almost impossible. Your parents make decisions in your name until you become semi-independent. Then your brother takes the lead and becomes the self-proclamed parental authority. Your group of friends puts so much pressure on your shoulders that you end up acting impulsively and unwittingly just to get them off your back for a few days. Among all of that, the question that frequently comes up is: 'what about me?' What about my wishes and my desires? What about my tastes and preferences? What about my opinion on decisions that involve no one else but me? What about my feelings? Do they even matter, or am I simply supposed to look down and let my surroundings control my every move? Will I ever be able to find myself? Will they ever see me as me and not as the portrait of me they made up in their heads? Will I ever be able to assert myself and make myself heard? Will I ever obtain the leading role? This is the question that both Sasha and Cameron have tried to answer in vain, without knowing that they would find the answer in each other. ______________ #1 lgbtstory #1 homosexuality #1 sexualorientation #1 homophobia #1 lgbt #1 girlxgirl #1 lgbtfiction #1 gxg #1 gaylove #1 sexualorientation #2 lesbianromance

[STATUS: COMPLETED] Apollo to Icarus. "Golden child, Lion boy; Tell me what's like to conquer. Fearless child, Broken boy; Tell me what's like to burn." - oh darling, even rome fell // p.s (via madzie-bane) *** Everything had always been in its proper place. Until it wasn't. In the final year of her college life, something shifted like a crack forming beneath glass. And Alexandra, who had always trusted the structure of things, began to notice how easily everything could fracture. It didn't happen all at once. Identity blurred into something uncertain. Family became a weight she could neither carry nor escape. And then, without warning, death brushed too close, leaving behind a silence that lingered longer than it should. Alexandra didn't shatter. She descended into a hollow space where survival felt more instinct than choice, and destruction followed like a shadow she could not outrun. A beginning. But rebirth is never gentle. Transformation demands a cost. And not everything that rises is meant to be saved. Was Alexandra ever meant to escape the invisible prison that life had so carefully built around her? Or was she always destined to fall- like Icarus, who mistook the illusion of freedom for flight and paid for it in ruin? ICARUS FALLS: Book I As of September 2021: #1 Freelgbt #9 Psychological Disclaimer: This story is written in Taglish Cover Design: ThePigWhoDoesntOink

【ＴＡＧＬＩＳＨ】 Redflag Standalone Series #1 ℝ𝔸𝕋𝔼𝔻 𝕊ℙ𝔾 | 𝔾𝕏𝔾 | 𝕀ℕ𝕋𝔼ℝ𝕊𝔼𝕏 𝓟𝓻𝓸𝓬𝓮𝓮𝓭 𝔀𝓲𝓽𝓱 𝓬𝓪𝓾𝓽𝓲𝓸𝓷. -S L O W B U R N- O N G O I N G ---------------------- ＷＡＲＮＩＮＧ Ｒ－１８⚠️🔞 ɪꜰ ᴛʜɪꜱ ꜱᴛᴏʀʏ ɪꜱɴ'ᴛ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴄᴜᴘ ᴏꜰ ᴛᴇᴀ, ꜰᴇᴇʟ ꜰʀᴇᴇ ᴛᴏ ʟᴇᴀᴠᴇ ɪᴛ ʙᴇʜɪɴᴅ. ᴛʜɪꜱ ɪꜱ ᴀ ɢɪʀʟ-ᴛᴏ-ɢɪʀʟ ꜱᴛᴏʀʏ, ᴀɴᴅ ɪ ᴋɴᴏᴡ ɪᴛ'ꜱ ɴᴏᴛ ꜰᴏʀ ᴇᴠᴇʀʏᴏɴᴇ. ɪᴛ ᴄᴏɴᴛᴀɪɴꜱ ᴠᴜʟɢᴀʀ ʟᴀɴɢᴜᴀɢᴇ, ᴇxᴘʟɪᴄɪᴛ ꜱᴄᴇɴᴇꜱ, ᴀɴᴅ ᴍᴀᴛᴜʀᴇ ᴛʜᴇᴍᴇꜱ. ʙᴜᴛ ꜱɪɴᴄᴇ ɪ ᴋɴᴏᴡ ʏᴏᴜ'ʀᴇ ꜱᴛᴜʙʙᴏʀɴ, ʏᴏᴜ'ʟʟ ᴘʀᴏʙᴀʙʟʏ ʀᴇᴀᴅ ɪᴛ ᴀɴʏᴡᴀʏ. ꜱᴏ ʜᴇʀᴇ'ꜱ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴡᴀʀɴɪɴɢ, ɢᴜʏꜱ.