Grief is a funny thing. It can make you desperate, reckless - but for Ravina, it made her hungry. Hungry for an escape, for something different. She tried to find it in drugs, in alcohol, in other people's beds - desperate to sneak herself into someone else's version of normal. Ameira wasn't normal. She was trouble. And to Ravina, she was exactly what she needed: a contract promising wealth, power, and freedom...to any girl brave enough to step inside. But in Ameira's world, nothing comes free - and some prices are higher than they ever imagined. Then there's Noura-Ameira's partner in crime, and the kind of gang leader people whisper about. Dangerous, magnetic, loyal to no one except her own... until Ravina - so it seems. Ravina has a choice: return to the life that's nearly destroying her, or enter a world of power, pleasure, and danger she barely understands. What she doesn't know is that once she chooses them - Ameira and Noura 𝐛𝐨𝐭𝐡- there's no going back.

Devour Me Series #1: Delectable Obsession A Lesbian Dark Romance In the glittering shadows of Monaco's elite, she rules with a knife, a whisper, and a fork. Alexei Moreau---Michelin-starred chef, restaurateur, and seductress of the senses---doesn't just serve food. She serves pleasure. Obsession. Ruin. Every bite she prepares is designed to unravel your mind, blur your morals, and leave you begging for more. When an unsuspecting guest stumbles into her private world of culinary ecstasy and psychological control, she becomes the latest indulgence in Alexei's collection. But this isn't just a meal---it's a game of power and surrender, where consent tastes like sin, and desire becomes a weapon. How much would you sacrifice for pleasure? What part of yourself would you give away... just to feel her again? Some hungers were never meant to be satisfied. But when Alexei feeds you, you don't get full. You get addicted. If you let her feed your desires, she'll consume your soul next. One bite. That's all it takes. MOST OUTSTANDING RANKING: #1 - control #1 - lgbtfiction #1 - samesexlove #1 - sensory #1 - womensfiction #2 - manipulation #2 - lgbtlove #3 - rivalry #3 - womanpower #3 - womanxwoman

There is one day in every person's mind that will forever be engraved into their memory. For some it's good, for others it's bad. For Cameron, it was bad. Convinced her voice was the reason her mother had died, she refused to ever talk again, resulting in her classmates ostracizing her as a mute freak. After years of silence, Cameron and her father move towns in hopes of her making new friends and better memories. On her first day in her new home, she meets her new neighbor Venus, and it's love at first sight. With mixed signals thrown all over the place, Cameron ponders thoughts she never imagined she'd need to think over. Like why is Venus trying to get to know her better? Why does Venus treat her like she's the most important person in the world? And why is it that no matter how many times she tries to convince herself she can't be with Venus, she only ever thinks about her? #1 in LGBT 1/5/20

Elowyn Gray likes her world quiet, predictable, and safe. As an autistic young woman who builds her life around routine, she's never expected-or wanted-anything to change. But when a chance encounter with the enigmatic CEO Ms. Monroe sends a flicker through her carefully guarded calm, Elowyn finds herself crossing paths with the woman again and again. Warmth becomes confusion. Distance becomes awareness. And every accidental brush of hands sends an unfamiliar thrill through her, making her unsure if she should explore it a little further... or run away completely.

| teacher x student | wxw | slow burn | When 19-year-old Lena James enters English Literature class, she expects nothing special. Instead, she meets Ms. Sinclair her cold, sharp-tongued British literature teacher. Elegant, cutting, and unbearably superior. From the very first lesson, the 34-year-old woman seems to take pleasure in dismantling Lena's every opinion with cruel precision. Lena hates her. She hates the condescending red marks on her essays, the raised eyebrow that makes her feel small, and the way Ms. Sinclair lingers in her thoughts long after class ends. But hate this intense has a way of twisting into something far more dangerous. With a strict 15-year age gap and an unbreakable teacher-student boundary, their slow-burning tension threatens to break every rule both in literature and in real life. Some lessons aren't taught kindly. And some hatreds taste too much like desire. "Ms. Sinclair's Secret"

The Queen didn't rush her. She simply stood, close enough that the assistant felt her attention like a hand tightening around her throat. "You keep saying he's dangerous," the Queen said calmly. "It doesn't scare me." Her fingers closed around the assistant's wrist, pressing it flat against the desk. "Do you know what he does?" "I... this is a mistake," the assistant whispered, trembling. "A mistake is thinking your body lies to me," the Queen said. Her grip tightened command, not pain. "Look at you," she continued. "Shaking. Pulse frantic. Mouth opening like you're about to beg." "I belong to him," the assistant stammered. "No," the Queen said softly. "You were assigned to him." Her free hand moved to the assistant's throat not choking, just claiming. "Men like him confuse ownership with fear. I don't." Her thumb pressed. The assistant gasped. "I don't take what doesn't respond. And you-" Her lips brushed the ear. "-are responding beautifully." "I can't... if he finds out-" "He will. Eventually," the Queen interrupted. Her fingers moved lower. "That you weren't stolen. That you walked." She kissed her hard, claiming, silencing protest. Dominance. Erasing the shadow of him. "You're not innocent," the Queen murmured. "You're starving. I don't save women like you. I ruin them for every cage they've ever known." "Tell me to stop," she said. Stop. The word hovered. It never came. The Queen smiled slow, victorious. "Once I touch you, he doesn't get you back. Not loyalty. Not fear. Not nights. You don't belong to me. But you will never belong to him again." The door stayed closed. The assistant let herself fall.

Devour Me Series #2: Hers to Ruin An Intersex Dark Romance "A marriage forged in love, vengeance, and secrets." Aurora DeLacroix built her empire on power and ambition--- but when it begins to crumble, the only woman who can save her is the one she once abandoned. Sloane Duvall returns not as a lover, but as vengeance in silk and steel. Her price? Marriage. What starts as a deal soon becomes a dangerous game of obsession, betrayal, and forbidden desire. But while Sloane craves revenge, Aurora hides a devastating secret... one that could shatter them both. In Monaco's glittering shadows, love isn't salvation. It's ruin. MOST OUTSTANDING RANKING: #1 - gxglesbianlgbt #1 - lesbianromance #1 - samesexlove #1 - womanpower #3 - womensfiction #3 - vengeance

Alessandra has never believed in safety. Life never gave her a reason to. Pain carved her childhood, silence became her armor, and trust? That was a luxury she could never afford. So when she runs -- bloody, broken, and barely breathing, she doesn't expect saving. She certainly doesn't expect to be taken in by a family dripping in wealth and power and. . . warmth? A mother who refuses to give up on her. A father who watches like he's waiting for her to let him in. And six brothers. Rough. Protective. Complicated. Brothers, who don't know what to do with a sister who won't speak. She doesn't know how to trust. How to believe that maybe not everyone wants to hurt her. Every instinct tells her to run. To shut down. But they don't let her go. Not when she flinches. Not when she hides. Not even when she breaks. Happiness is for other people, or that's what she believes. But when love comes wrapped in gentle patience and fierce protection, when hands reach for her without demand, when hearts break themselves wide open just to hold her... she starts to wonder. Can a girl stitched together with silence and fear ever belong in a family built on love? Can she stand tall when the ghosts of her past refuse to let go? And when danger claws its way back into her life, threatening everything she's come to know... will she find her voice, or will she shatter all over again? Trigger Warnings: Child abuse. Violence. Addiction. Panic attacks. SA. Self-harm. Death, and more.

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

Genre: Lesbian Romance | CEO x Assistant | Slow Burn | Office Tension l 9 years Age Gap She runs an empire with ice in her veins. Her new assistant runs on caffeine, chaos, and far too much heart. What happens when sunshine starts to melt steel? Margot Blake is everything the headlines say: cold, brilliant, untouchable. The youngest CEO in luxury branding history, she built Blake & Co. from sheer ambition - and froze out anything resembling a personal life along the way. Enter Chloe Quinn - bright, bubbly, and dangerously persistent. She's not the type of assistant Margot usually hires... or keeps. But something about Chloe's chaotic charm, awkward honesty, and maddening optimism starts to crack the ice Margot has spent years perfecting. They're opposites in every way. One has walls higher than the skyline; the other believes no heart is too frozen to warm. But in a world of power plays, secrets, and boardroom battles, falling for your assistant isn't just reckless - it could ruin everything. Slow burn. High tension. Sharp suits. Stolen glances. And a love neither of them saw coming.