#𝟙 𝕚𝕟 𝔻𝕠𝕞𝕞𝕖 - ℕ𝕠𝕧 𝟚𝟟, 𝟚𝟘𝟚𝟜 | Jasmine Connelly was just trying to get home from work when an ancient, lonely vampire woman kidnapped her to make Jasmine into her pet. . ݁₊ ⊹ . ݁˖ . ݁ Work was harrowing, and Jasmine wanted nothing more than to be in bed. Customers drove her mental, somehow more-so than her aggravating boss. Her short walk home was supposed to be time to decompress, but that night, it was so much more. It marked the start of her new life ... or afterlife. The last thing Jasmine remembered was the scent of roses on the breeze and the rustle of delicate fabric. Then a sharp pain, and then blackness. When she woke, it was in an unfamiliar bed, beneath an unfamiliar ceiling. Her entire body felt wrong, her skin foreign. In walked Opal, radiant and all-too familiar. She was the woman in the diner. Opal had been stalking her, and she had succeeded. She explained the truth to Jasmine. Opal was a vampire, and Jasmine was now her pet. Opal swore, beforehand, that this would be friendly. She just needed a companion who wasn't as old as those she knew. And humans, well, they expired too quickly for her taste. By the time she got attached, they were on their last legs. Like this, Jasmine could be with her forever and they could become the best of friends. Only, she hadn't counted on Jasmine's gravitational pull. One indulgence became two, became many. And Jasmine, she couldn't help but fall for the elegance of an ancient vampire. The two were not equal, though. Without a taste of her master's blood, Jasmine was at Opal's mercy. The only thing she could withhold from Opal was her body, and Jasmine had no desire to do so, yet also wanted nothing to do with being her servant. Oh, what a conundrum. ✨ Rankings ✨ #17 in Lesbian - Dec 2, 2024 #1 in Domme - Nov 27, 2024 #1 in womenlovingwomen - Jan 28, 2025 ☼ ~80,000 words ☼

My last thought hit me. "I'm really sorry." Those would be my last words. Funny, isn't it? How we never know what our last words will be?

If I needed to, I'd break every bone in my body just to feel her love. It's so soft and pure. It's not something you just throw away. She's not someone you just throw away. - Stella Perez.

A kiss can change everything. One kiss with your best friend, and it changes the whole dynamic. What will you do when you get to know that your best friend has been in love with you? What will you do when she doesn't want to be friends anymore and wants more instead? * "Everytime I see you with a guy, my skin fucking burns" Millie hisses, pinning me with an intense look that makes my belly flip. I am pinned to the wall with her caging me. "Do you know how hard it is to pretend that you are only my friend, and nothing more? That I love you but cannot have you?" Her words spin inside my head, and the thundering beating of my heart echoes in my ear. How do we come to this situation? I pant as she leans closer, her eyes averting to my parted lips. I am having thoughts of kissing her. Hell, I see her in my dreams so often now that I am not sure what she means to me now. Millie caresses my cheeks and a shiver runs down my spine. "I can't pretend anymore, Grace. It's getting really hard" she whispers in my ear and I squirm. When she meets my eyes, I say something that surprises her. "Then don't." I crash my lips on hers, crossing whatever lines we had.

28-year-old Lauren Milligan has what some would call a picture-perfect life. She's newly married; her husband has just received a promotion, and they've just moved into a beautiful new home. Everything on paper shows that Lauren should be happy. But when she meets Elle Harper - the stunning, sharp, and unexpectedly magnetic fiancé of her husband's best friend from college - everything in Lauren's life starts to fracture as she is forced to confront the life she's built versus the life she truly wants.

Her long brown hair dropped down from her head, hovering over me. Her breath was heavy and I couldn't even remember how we ended up like this. Her light pink lips lingered above my own. Our chest rose as fell together at the same fast pace, our bodies were so close together but I wanted more. I couldn't handle it anymore I needed more. "Taylor" her breathless voice spoke quietly to me in a whisper. I didn't respond to her though. My hand snakes up the back of her neck and tangled into her hair bringing her face to meet mine. Our lips collided smashing into long passionate kisses. The bliss of her lips on mine lingered forever. Something was wrong in the pit of my stomach, I couldn't do this. It was my brothers best friend.

Mia McCarthy is the class clown - always making people laugh, but secretly harboring a crush on her best friend's twin sister, Charlotte Vanderhorn. Charlotte is everything Mia thinks she's not: confident, popular, and way out of her league. As Mia's senior year unfolds, balancing friendships, school, and her role in the student newspaper, she begins to question if her feelings for Charlotte might not be so one-sided after all

What happens when you fall in love with your worst enemy? 18-year-old Natasha Morton has had an enemy in Blaze Callanan since they were in grade school, and now by chance, they are at the same college. So what happens when Natasha finds herself falling for the impossible to get through to, cold-hearted Blaze? Romance, drama, and scandal ensue.

**This is a revamped version of my story "Princess Charming," which I wrote a while back. It has extended dialogue, and some other changes** Alina Koval is no stranger to trauma and heartbreak. Due to her past full of this, she has put all of her walls up, and breaks hearts one by one. When Alina meets the younger sister of her college roommate, Hallie Anderson, who has had a troubled past, she immediately captivates Alina's attention. Will their undeniable bond be enough to break through layers of trauma? Or will Hallie end up like all of the others?