She owns the shop. The rules. And everyone inside it. Taking the job meant knowing her place...but no one warned her about the way authority can feel like a challenge, or how desire can twist into something dangerous when control is involved. Every glance feels intentional. Every order laced with something unspoken. This isn't romance. It's possession, temptation, and a slow unraveling. And once ink meets skin, there's no erasing what follows.

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

Urban Lesbian Romance| LGBTQ+| Drama| Secrets She got the ring on her finger... but her heart is in someone's hand. Raya is the picture of a "good girl"- nursing student, fiancée, soft voice, and a life that's perfectly planned. She's doing everything right.... even if it doesn't feel right. Then she meets Bliss- bold, seductive and unapologetically queer. She lives fast, loves hard and breaks every rule Raya's spent her whole life following. What starts as a stolen glance turn into stolen night. But there's one thing Bliss doesn't know... Raya's engaged to a man And she not ready to choose. As lies pile up and emotions run deep, both women are forced to face the truth.

Some fire ass oneshots

I wasn't meant to live my life without you....

When Esmerelda Harlow steps into the musty halls of Winston High as the new history teacher, with a reputation for being a bitter and arrogant professor, whispers of her arrival ripple through the school. Students are wary, until the reckless student Cameron Monroe allows her interest to morph. Cameron, the school's untouchable rebel with a reputation for detention and carelessness, with a game of causing disturbances. To her, Esmerelda Harlow is just another target-a seemingly uptight woman with strict rules and an aura of authority begging to be challenged. But when Cameron tries her usual antics, she's met with something entirely unexpected: resistance. Esmerelda is not an easy mark. In fact, she's more than Cameron bargained for. Cool-headed and emotionless. Every sarcastic remark is met with calm but devastating wit. Every act of defiance earns a punishment so perfectly tailored, it leaves Cameron seething-and strangely fascinated. Esmerelda sees through Cameron's rebellious exterior to the restless mind beneath it. Cameron, for all her bravado, finds herself caught in Esmerelda's gravitational pull-her intelligence, her poise, and her charm. But Esmerelda isn't here to play games. She's here to teach Cameron a lesson she'll never forget, one that will leave them both questioning the boundaries of power, desire, and control. In the end, it's not just Cameron's life that Esmerelda will upend, -it's her own. In a town where reputations are everything, what happens when two unstoppable forces collide in one university?

wlw oneshots , take a look.

In a world where loyalty and danger collide, two hearts find each other when they shouldn't. Torn between duty and desire, they risk everything for a love that could destroy them both. wlw-sxs Alot happens in this book that i could make a whole chapter about triggers, but im not. that being said if you don't like it, don't read it. Completed 10/17/25 #1 s4s #20 violence #48 studxstud

studxstud oneshots/lil stories.. if youn fw stud x stud dont read ig

"I do have something in mind, actually." The words were certain and very clear. Celine leaned back against the couch, her smirk softening into something darker, quieter. "Well then," She said, voice smooth enough to make my spine tingle, "Come show me." My breath caught before I could even think. The room seemed to hum around us-the low buzz of the liquor, the faint rustle of the robe against my skin, her eyes following me as she'd already decided what was going to happen next. Something in my chest fluttered-or maybe it flipped. The words weren't loud, but they pulled at me anyway like a command wrapped in velvet. I hesitated, barely. Then the hesitation melted away, the same way the liquor did earlier. My body moved before my mind caught up, slow and deliberate 𝘰𝘯 𝘮𝘺 𝘬𝘯𝘦𝘦𝘴, drawn to her like gravity wasn't a choice. 𖤓𖤓𖤓𖤓𖤓𖤓𖤓𖤓𖤓𖤓𖤓𖤓 Monét was never one to follow rules, that word seemed unknown to her knowledge. Monét was a troublemaker, it ran in her blood-well half of her blood. Her father being the chief of the police, the rule follower, yet he made an exception for his daughter always running to her rescue when needed. Monét was also the type to get what she wants, so when she sees this older lawyer-you can guess what she wants. And she intends to get it, stopping at nothing. She wouldn't let anything stop her, not age, not her issues, not her father, not a judge. Nothing would stop her from getting what she wanted.