in which a shy florist falls in love with a flirty mafia boss. ┈┈┈┈․°🌸°․┈┈┈┈ gwendolyn westbrook has spent her life filled with schoolwork and stress. taking care of flowers was her way to relax. she'd never experienced the feeling of love- let alone a relationship. her whole life changes when she is kidnapped into a mafia, then meets karla valetin- one of the most powerful mafia bosses out there. unexpectedly, they fall in love. polar opposites yet bounced off of each other well. the two love in more and find more about themselves and their deepest desires. yet what challenges would follow their blooming relationship? 🪷#1 in maturecontent - 3/29/22 🪷#1 in womanxwoman - 4/2/22 🪷2 in womensrights - 9/8/22 🪷 #3 in lesbianfiction - 3/29/22 🪷 #3 in womensrights - 9/5/22 🪷 #3 in womanxwoman - 9/7/22 🪷 #4 in womensrights - 8/26/22 🪷 #6 in wlw - 4/3/22 🪷 #6 in womensrights - 4/9/22 🪷 #8 in gxglesbianlgbt - 4/1/22 🪷 #11 in womensrights - 8/10/22

[There is spelling errors and it's confusing sometimes but I'll try my best to look for them before publishing a chapter] shes the perfect dom for me.

Expelled from nine schools, Kira left her parents with no choice but to send her to Lustrous, a BDSM Academy, in the hope it would curb her behaviour. There, she meets Miss Evelyn, a teacher of both English and Brat Taming. The two capture each other's interest almost immediately. Their escalating tension sets the stage for an intense power struggle: Miss Evelyn thrives on challenge, while Kira's unyielding stubbornness refuses to back down. What will happen when their paths cross?

"I can be anything you want, my love," she mutters in my ear, her warm breath making my skin tingle and my body yearn for her to touch more of me than her gentle hug around my waist. While I do appreciate how gentle she is with me, right now I want more. I want more of her touch on my bare skin. I want her hands to explore me more than she's letting them. I know she wants more just like me, but she's holding back. "Oh, really?" I tease, wrapping her hair around one of my fingers and giving it a small tug, hoping that this will get her worked up. "Anything I want?" Alice hums, confirming her promise before peppering a few soft kisses along my neck while I consider my request. There's so much I could ask for. "Absolutely anything, my love." *** For those who never find pleasure easily, a creature who knows and can be their every desire is perfect - it's even better if the creature is the one lustful for them.

"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

"There never was, and there never will be an us." "So you're saying there was no us when I was knuckles deep inside you?" -Tension -Lust -Hate -love Queen bee, looser lesbian. What a combo. There may be some trigger warning, I will only put a TW if its a heavy topic.

{Edited 7\1\23} She leaned closer to me and her lips landed on my own. I moan at the euphoric sensation. I absolutely love it. We pull away from one another, breathlessly. "You should go build your stuff..." She says, breathless. I nod and swallow the saliva gathering in my mouth from the anxiety. "Y-yeah..." ~•°•~•°•~•°•~•°•~•°•~•°•~•°•~•°•~•°•~ Quinn Garcia. Freshly out of high school, and off to the academy to special girls. Her mother died when she was 3, and her father despised her since then. Abusing her for having an extra organ. When she got to the academy, she was already depressed and self-conscious about her additional member. She hated it. She hated how she was born different. Can the girls help her heal? ~•°•~•°•~•°•~•°•~•°•~•°•~•°•~•°•~•°•~

Natalie Wilson. Star Hockey Center and Captain for the WestHampton Warriors. She's had a crush on Scarlett Santoro since the 8th grade when she let her borrow her pencil for .5 seconds. Too bad the girl of her dreams is straight cheerleading goddess. Scarlett Santoro. Blonde cheerleading goddess. Captain of the cheer squad and daughter of Gordon Santoro, owner of the Minnesota Wild. She's a closed book. No one is close enough to know what her deal is. But she's opening it for Natalie. They are thrown together by a locker door (literally) and their friendship blossoms into something a little more. !!Told from Natalie's point of view!! THERE IS A BOOK 2! OFFICIALLY OUT 4/20/24

a soft age regression story about love, safety, and being understood. completed, but more chapters to come. (lowercase)

If ur homophobic kindly swipe away do not read!!!!! P. S contains mature contents...... lol and tbh I don't know how to write story details.....;) Its a must read....