𝐄𝐦𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐚 𝐑𝐢𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐝 does not believe in second chances. Not with people. Not with love. Not even with herself. Since her husband's death, she has drowned her feelings in wine and work. Same drink, same restaurant, same routine. Until one day she notices a younger woman and hires her on a whim, telling herself it is nothing more than company. 𝐍𝐨𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐞 𝐁𝐚𝐧𝐤𝐬 does not have time to fall for someone. She is too busy holding down her job, keeping her sick mother afloat while sinking herself. When she is offered the chance to become a private chef for double the pay, she takes it, telling herself it is just work. Just friendship. Nothing more. It is about how some things leave, yes. But some things stay, even when you're sure they shouldn't.

The woman's hand, decorated with rings, was squeezing the sides of her throat; the gun stuffed in the blondes mouth. Breathy whimpers slipping past her lips, and mascara dripping down her puffy, red cheeks. Renata tittered, her haughty tugging the corner of her plump lips, their eyes staying on each other. Her scent only made the dangerous woman more attracted to this beauty; her sweet and soft perfume lingered around her. The hand on the blondes throat was removed, and instead, caressing her soft, wavy blonde, putting it against her nose and sniffing. Renata's eyes closed in delight, the thick smell of pomegranate and roses gave her a soft tingle. Magnolia sobbed harder, trying to wiggle her way out of the situation. She whined once her hands were clasped together and held above her head. "Shh, my sweet flower, we don't want to attract attention now, do we?" The woman spoke finally, her lips brushing against Magnolia's ear. Immediately, Renata moved the gun from her mouth and wiped it on her jacket, stuffing it back in her waistband. "Relax, I'm not going to hurt you," she whispered, placing a lingering kiss on her neck. "though I can bite sometimes, and you my flower, are very tempting." 𑁍 Magnolia Tress - the blonde works at the most popular strip club in New York; a nervous, traumatised young woman on the run from her past which continues to haunt her 6 years later. As much as she tries to forget her roots and overcome the trauma, she's suddenly faced to it when the Big Boss pays a visit to America. Renata Abbott - highly feared woman for good reasons. Powerful, dangerous woman who would slay someone without a word to spare. She figured two things would happen when returning to New York: checking on legal businesses and checking on her illegal ones. What she did not expect was to discover a rat within her Mafia, and to become obsessed over a young, short blonde. HIGHEST RANKINGS #1 - french 4/3/2026 #7 - interracial 10/2/2025 #39 - lesbian 11/2/2

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

"Giana, I let you get away with your disrespect long enough. You do not tell me to shut up. Disrespecting a Moltisanti is like disrespecting God." The shorter woman scoffed as best as she could seeing her air supply was being cut off. "Oh, so you think you're a god now?" Lucia twisted their bodies pressing Giana against the wall with a thud. "Con il modo in cui potrei averti in ginocchio implorando pietà." ["With the way, I could have you on your knees begging for mercy."] \\\\ Giana wanted nothing more than to graduate and finally move far away from her father who was the Mayor of Chicago and the public eye. But during winter break, she finds all her plans are put on hold when she's kidnapped and forced to spend the next few months at the Moltisanti Estate. Updates every other day!

~A Lesbian Novel~ NOW AVAILABLE FOR PURCHASE OF PAPERBACK COPIES THROUGH www.lulupublishing.com and Amazon!!!! Book One Earth. A vibrant mirage that now inhabits the apocalyptic, brittle reality that has settled upon our new world. What did we do to deserve this? Perhaps it was the egotistical mindset of those who tried to rule over what wasn't theirs. Whatever it was, it was enough to send those who were once dragged to hell crawling back upwards. This included their abrasive dictators. Survival was now a mere delusion for the human race. Their world had became a vast battle ground for the undead demons that now stood stagnant with high prestige. The Lapsis standing higher than them all, ruled by an acidic and callous queen. Until one assertive, young girl unintentionally threatens to rip the high mistress right off her feet. •book cover made by me. •book will be updated once a month. Hopefully lol. ©2019 by S.R.Hebert

Ranked #12 in girlxgirl |03/23/20| Ranked #6 in Updates |08/20/20| Ranked #2 in kingsandqueens |3/20/22| Trapped inside castle walls, heiress Alessandra Cromwell has never had a "day off" since she and her sisters were adopted by their older cousin, the queen. Thrown into the life of royalty at a young age, she is now faced with the duty of soon being crowned as the new queen of Calibrie. Even though Alessandra's ways aren't always that of a lady. This coronation of course comes with the well known ordeal of an arranged marriage. Except when she meets this unknown partner of her's, "she" is all of what Alessandra hadn't expected. But what happens when dark secrets of the families' past are revealed? Will Alessandra make light of the situation and learn to move forward? Or... oh who are we kidding this is going to be one royal disaster! ~~~ Still in the process of editing. Please excuse any spelling/grammar mistakes. All photos do not belong to me and are used from internet sources. ©️2018 by S.R.Hebert

When two seasoned FBI agents meet criminal psychology professor Rosalina Marie consulting on a high-stakes case, nothing is quite what it seems. Emily is precise, commanding, and unyielding; JJ is gentle, intuitive, and grounding. Together, they create a space where control, trust, and care intertwine-revealing the delicate balance between strength and vulnerability. For Rosalina, accustomed to managing every detail of life and thought, surrendering control is unfamiliar territory. In this controlled environment, choices are intentional, boundaries are respected, and a new kind of connection emerges-where steel meets silk, and even the strongest walls can soften.

She remembered her scent. It seemed to verify her aura. Her scent was cherry Coke and cigarettes. The latter one was passed onto her, especially after she had handed her her first cigarette only three months ago. Three months was all it took for her to develop that bad habit, but it wasn't the first nor the only one she developed in that period of time. Now she laid on the roof where she had smoked her first cigarette three months ago, and she glanced over at the full can of cherry Coke sitting on the concrete next to her, almost as if it were mocking her. A dull ache formed in her heart, a hollow, resounding ache that penetrated her deepest core. The sudden burning sensation in her fingers made her realize that the cigarette was burned to its very end, and maybe so was she. -♤-♤-♤-♤-♤-♤-♤-♤-♤-♤- August is attending Cornell University as a creative writing major, and while at a college party her friends dragged her to much to her dismay, she stumbles upon a gang in an alleyway and sees something she shouldn't have. With her life now in danger, she has to deal with the consequences of that night-which includes the leader of the Blue Porcelain gang, Willow, a tall and brooding woman whose green eyes would put the girl in more danger than being caught in a spiderweb of New York gangs ever could. [tw: violence, sex]