If you ask Emory Rose, she'll tell you she has the best job in the world. She's a chef-doing what she loves most-on the set of the hit TV drama Med on You, filmed at Starfire Studios. The show follows Dr. Morgan Fox, a brilliant cardiologist with a complicated love life. But for Emory, it's not the storylines that make work exciting-it's the lead actress. Emory has had a quiet crush for years on Natalie Stone, the stunning star who plays Morgan. The only problem? Natalie doesn't even know she exists oh, and she's married to Alin Romano, one of the show's producers, and they have a ten-year-old daughter, Ashly. But behind the scenes, Natalie is far from happy in her marriage. Emory, knowing she'll probably never be more than a background extra in Natalie's world, has spent the last five years learning everything about her-including exactly what she likes to eat. Her secret mission? To brighten Natalie's day with thoughtfully crafted dishes, hoping to lift her spirits, even if only for a moment. Will Natalie ever truly see her? And if so, could the way to her heart be through her stomach? There's only one way to find out.

Jenny Morton is new in town. After moving from a small village to the city, she's determined to seize the opportunity to work at Feingold's Advertising, her dream job. Upon arriving, she never expected her boss to be the Charlotte Faingold herself. Charlotte is the daughter of the CEO and founder of the agency, which is one of the biggest companies in the state and one of the most prestigious. Jenny is attracted to Charlotte from the first moment she sees her, but Charlotte is engaged to Jeffrey Cole, her father's protégé and the COO of the company. With a new campaign to launch, Jenny finds herself working closely with Charlotte and having a hard time controlling her attraction. But this is her time to prove herself, and she won't let a little infatuation-so she tells herself-stop her. It doesn't help that sometimes it feels like Charlotte feels something for her too. *smut *adult #my first story and english is not my native language.

Abby has seen Sam four times over the last four years, and three of those times ended with a kiss on the cheek. But now, Abby is finally going to go to the same school as Sam, and hopes that those little interactions can be the jumping point for a real relationship with the girl she's been obsessed with for all this time. But arranged marriages, strict fathers and guardian cousins are all trying to keep them apart, so they may have to be drastic to end up together. Can they overcome their opponents? Or is there just too much working against them? If you're looking for more gxg books, there are several here on this profile, so by all means go check out: The Inner Ring (Mature) A Rock and a Heart Place (Mature) Full Circle (Not Mature) Dead Men's Bells (Mature) A Little Dinged Up (Mature) Cloud Dancing (Mature) Body Shop Repairs (Mature) Jungle Love and Lost (Mature)

Mariah Jade Grey is 21 years old, freshly graduated, and trying to figure out what comes next. She's stylish, sarcastic, and guarded- always has been. After losing more than she ever talks about, she's learned not to get too close. Love doesn't stay. People don't stay. So she keeps herself safe: with ambition, independence, and the quiet ache of something missing. Kyra Reyes is 30 years old, the kind of woman with a camera in one hand and someone new on her arm- easy, unattached, free. Nothing ever sticks: not the girls she leaves tangled in her sheets, not the art that never quite feels finished, not the whispers about her being a player. But when it comes to Mariah, everything sticks. Every glance. Every laugh. Every moment that isn't supposed to mean anything, but somehow means everything. As their best friends build new lives and the city around them quiets down, Mariah and Kyra find themselves circling each other, drawn together by late nights, unspoken truths, and the weight of everything they won't say out loud. It's there in the way Kyra looks at her. It's there in the way Mariah never quite lets her go. And when the silence finally breaks, it changes everything. What they have isn't just friendship. But it isn't love. Not yet. Maybe not ever. Almost. But is almost ever enough?

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.

The elevator opened probably at my stop and closed again. I could feel her smirking agaisnt my cheek "wait did you not tell your friends how you begged me to fuck you?" she asked chuckling a bit. "No," I said way too fast. "Wait, I meant I didn't say anything because nothing happened, we're going to forget about it," I said, forcing my eyes open and pushing the warmth away. "And if I don't want to forget it?" she asked, moving down to my ear. I gasped as she kissed right below it. "You have to. We..." I trailed off, my head falling back against the wall on its own, "We can't." "Why can't we?" she asked. "We want the same things, whether you're willing to admit it or not," she whispered, then kissing the spot again. "There is nothing to admit. I got over you," I said, repeating what I said last night, even as my body said something completely different. She let me go, stepping back. "Look me in the eye and tell me you're not turned on," she said, looking at me dead in the eyes. We both know I was, but I was definitely not going to say it. "I'm not," I sighed, trying and failing to sound convincing. "You're excuse for last night is that you were drunk. What's your excuse this time?" she asked, that annoying smirk coming back. ---------------------- Emryn and Avani have been best friends since they were kids. A tragic accident separated them, but what happens when Avani returns to work with the chief just to get to Emryn? Will they find themselves where they were six years ago? Will they be able to pick up their friendship as if nothing had happened? Stick around to find out!! ;) Not a slow burn!!! :)

"Is this what you wanted? To be taken from behind on my desk like a slut?" She demanded, tightening her grip around my hair, pulling my head back. "Look at me, Eden." My eyes met hers, and I almost shivered as I was met with the undeniable lust behind them that replaced her anger mere seconds ago. "I just like pissing you off, I guess." I smiled innocently, alluding to her previous question. Her eyes darkened, before letting go of my hair and grabbing my throat instead. I felt her fingertips trail over over my soaked underwear, and a moment later she brought one of my hands to my core, instructing me to hold the lace fabric to the side, as she began to slowly circle my wetness, before dipping two fingers inside me without warning. My eyes rolled back, a moan escaping my lips as I whispered her name. "God, my name sounds like a sin on your lips." She purred over me, curling her fingers inside me, while thumbing my dripping core. - An innocent waitress, a flirt of a mafia boss, and a relentless string of...well, problems. A fun little story to read, very gay, with plenty of romance, as well as - dare I say - humor. 🏅RANKINGS🏅 #2 lesbian #7 wlw

*Lesbian Smut Mallory thought that she'd left her first love, Emerson, in the past; but when they have an unexpected run-in, she realizes that's far from the truth. They're both happily in relationships now, but as they have to spend time together, all of the buried emotions come flooding back and old sparks reignite. They're forced to confront the reasons that they ended things; and they both begin to question if they should leave the past behind, or if this is the second chance that they never saw coming.

Still haunted by the past, Architect Quinn Madrigal returns home to take the reins of her late father's company. But the real test isn't business- It's Alexis Chavez, the sharp-minded Engineer and the woman she never truly got over, now working right beside her. When a family crisis forces them to pretend their love is not dead, old wounds resurface and dangerous sparks reignite. What starts as pretense turns into something far more fragile as they uncover layers of sabotage, betrayal, and a murder that shattered them both. As the women navigate corporate wars, family secrets, and the ghosts of their past, they're drawn back to the one place that holds every answer--the penthouse where it all began. Because some truths don't stay buried. Some stories don't end -- they resurrect. This story features: - Second Chance Romance - Friends to Lover to Enemies to Lovers again - CEO / Power Couple - Forced Proximity / Fake Dating - Murder Mystery & Corporate Sabotage - Found Family ✨ Author's Note ✨ This story has been with me for a long time. I started writing it 12 years ago, and for reasons only time can explain, I never got to finish it... until now. So if you're here reading this: thank you! I hope this story finds the right people, at the right time. after all these years, this story was meant to be shared now. Please vote, comment. Enjoy! - Eli 💛

If you read A Little Dinged Up, you might wonder what happened to Trish, Lylah's ex, after everything wrapped up. Well, now you can find out! Yes, that means this is a Sequel/Spin Off and you should read A Little Dinged Up first to understand what happened prior to this book! What do you do when you've lost the woman you loved for three years, and it's all your fault? Even worse, she's in love and happy with someone else, and has made it very clear that she doesn't want to be with you any more. For Trish Poole, believing the wrong people ruined her relationship, and now she has to figure out how to start over. She has no home, no love, and no real plans. But she has a few jobs in the works that might at least give her a chance to start someplace new. But there is also the specter of Max Cox, the son of the woman who helped mess up Trish's life after her. Does he want revenge, or something else? With no sense of permanence in her life, is it possible to find someone to help repair her heart and life? If you're looking for more gxg books, there are several here on this profile, so by all means go check out: The Inner Ring (Mature) A Rock and a Heart Place (Mature) Cloud Dancing (Mature) Ghosted (Mature) To Those Who Wait (Mature) A Little Dinged Up (Mature) Dead Men's Bells (Mature) Full Circle (Not mature) Jungle Love and Lost (Mature)