What started as a simple crush, only to end in a heartbreak. Daniella, a kind-hearted bookworm, starts college with her lively and sociable sister-But her world takes an unexpected turn when she finds herself captivated by the campus's most infamous rebel cold-hearted girl. Stephanie has spent her entire life hiding a secret. A snobby rude party girl who couldn't care less about anyone-until one reckless bet changes everything. Find out... ___________________________ A GirlxGirl | Lesbian Story G!P (Girl with Pen!s) INTERSEX #texttospeech

Sometimes the best lessons aren't learned in class, they're felt in the heart. Riley Hale's life runs on caffeine, chaos, and cupcake batter. At twenty-eight, she's mastered the art of single motherhood, sarcasm, and pretending she's totally fine that her love life has been replaced by late-night cleaning montages and her eight-year-old's existential questions. Then one morning, a frosty stranger in a perfect beige coat walks into The Sweet Spot bakery and straight into Riley's list of "people I will never impress." After one spilled coffee and a mortifying apology later, Riley is convinced she'll never see the woman again. Until the next day, when she meets her daughter's new fifth-grade teacher... Miss Emerson Miller. What follows is a year of accidental flirtations, school-event disasters, and late-night bake-offs that blur the line between enemies, friends, and something sweeter. Because sometimes love doesn't show up when you plan it - it spills all over your shoes and dares you to start over. A slow-burn, small-town romantic comedy about second chances, messy mornings, and discovering that the best lessons aren't always taught in classrooms.

Completed! 💯 GXG agegap slowburn #smut! It starts with a widow in her late forties, set in her ways, worn down by loss and bitterness. She doesn't want anyone in her house, but she can't quite afford to be alone anymore either. When a young woman shows up at her door, persistent and desperate for a place to stay, she lets her in against her better judgment. At first, it's all rules and distance: quiet, no visitors, no trouble. But the longer the girl is upstairs, the harder it is to keep things separate. The silence of the house shifts. What began as irritation turns into something more complicated, something the widow doesn't want to name.

The seduction dripped off of her tongue, just like I desired to be, her low voice entrancing me with the dangerously sadistic melodies of a siren song, with the most terribly sinful lyrics. "I could kill you right now, Angel." She inched closer towards me, "right here," her eyes raking over my body, sizing me up, slowly. The lustful grey in them soon lifted back up, intimidating mine. Her harsh words screamed murderous intent, but the look in her eyes whispered a different kind of sin. I couldn't tell whether my breath hitched at her cruel threat, or the yearning pulse between my... She interrupted my stream of consciousness, poisoning it with every still second, keeping her gaze on mine with her depraved hand that reached out to caress the bruised side of my neck. "But I have something else in mind." ──────────────────── She killed him. Everyone knows it. Why'd she do it? No one knows. All that matters is that they can't prove it. And even if they could, they wouldn't dare to do, or say anything about it. She was dangerous, merciless and heartless. And now, she's boss. There's only so many people who kill their way to the top, 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑔𝑒𝑡 𝑎𝑤𝑎𝑦 𝑤𝑖𝑡ℎ 𝑖𝑡. I guess there are just a few certain things people would 𝑘𝑖𝑙𝑙 for... whether it's power, seduction, or 𝑙𝑜𝑣𝑒. Angeline Kelleher, her new secretary, seems to be the only one to confront her about her calloused ways of replacing the previous mafia boss after his mysterious death. Unfortunately for Angeline, resisting the sexual temptation of the devil is not an easy sport. And resisting falling inlove may be even harder, especially with someone who she wasn't sure was even capable of such a feeling... Hopefully 𝑡ℎ𝑖𝑠 angel doesn't fall and break her wings. 𝑂𝑢𝑐ℎ． ⚠️ MATURE CONTENT ⚠️ #1 in lesbian (October 2025)

Delia Prescott is a best-selling author hiding behind a pseudonym. To the world, she's the wild-child daughter of a powerful publishing empire wasting away her inheritance. In reality, she's the highest grossing author that saved the family name. Running a thriving bar and chasing inspiration across the world (and across the bar), Delia's determined to live life on her terms, even if it means hiding the truth from everyone she loves. Gabby Andrews has spent years carefully building walls around her heart, trading risk for safety after too many painful cracks to her heart. She's convinced love is a story for other people, choosing to stick within the walls she's built and the emergency department where she works. Until she walks into Delia's bar and meets a woman who makes her wonder if she's been hiding from her own unwritten story and potential happy ending. Gabby feels like a story Delia was always too afraid to write: vibrant, kind, and alarmingly real. Is Delia ready to step into the light, and finally write a story under her real name, and is she prepared to announce to the world the true identity of her pen-name? Is Gabby ready to make the leap and try for love one more time and be her honest self in the process? Will her work schedule cause another rift in her chance of connecting to someone again? Maybe in finding each other, there is a story they never knew was there to write... together.

(Sequel to When Mary Met Halley) A year has passed since Mary and Halley fell in love over the hospital bed of the guy who was cheating on both of them, and they couldn't be happier. Together they feel able to conquer the world, with the help of their friends, a ragtag bunch of children and teens, and a crow with a crazy cat. Life is good and Mary wishes she could freeze time. But things can't always be perfect, and mental health is a tricky thing. Even during the rough times, though, Mary knows who will always be by her side.

She reaches for my right hand, brings it between her legs without asking, and drags my fingers through her. Once. Twice. Slow, filthy strokes that coat my skin in her slick heat. She's drenched, so wet the sound is unmistakable, and the scent of her arousal floods the room like a drug. She presses my soaked fingers to my mouth, smearing herself across my bottom lip, my tongue, the corner of my jaw, down the column of my throat until I taste nothing but her. Then she leans in, voice ragged against my ear. "Feel how easily I get this wet just thinking about owning you?" she whispers. "That's what you're walking away from if you don't rewrite the contract exactly how I want it." My knees go painfully numb, before I feel them again. She sees it. Her smile is slow, cruel, victorious. She steps back into the crimson silk, zips it with a sound like a blade sliding home, and smooths it over her hips as if she didn't just destroy me in under thirty seconds. _______________________________________________________________________________ Two powerful women. One vicious high-profile murder case. A private contract that binds them in ways ink never warned about; obedience traded for torment, defiance punished with slow, aching pleasure. Milan Moretti: an untouchable Chicago prosecutor, wealthy and feared, who rules courtrooms by day and claims craving women by night, denying release until they break and beg. She never loses. Never bends. Never obsesses... until Zara Winslow, her brilliant, defiant mirror, crashes back into her world and awakens something feral. Forced together amid media storms, extreme tension and secrets, their rivalry explodes into a binding agreement where desire is leverage, punishment is exquisite, and control slips into consuming obsession. Who will shatter first in her hands?

"If you wanted me to fuck you, all you had to do was ask," Tazmin said, her raspy voice lowered as she drew one of her hands up the inside of my thigh. I clenched my jaw, "I didn't," I gritted, even if we both knew it was a full-faced lie. Especially with me bent over her desk with my hands held behind my back. "Oh so this..." she trailed off, suddenly running her fingers along my damp underwear, "Is all for someone else?" I drew in a deep breath, feeling the needy ache between my legs grow as she caressed her fingers back and forth against my covered core. "Anyone else," I forced out tightly. ♤ There's a delicate balance between law and order. And Milena Azhari fought ruthlessly for that balance as a defense lawyer, who is on the brink of achieving her lifelong dream... Making partner at her law firm. But she quickly gets lured off track, dipping deeper into the criminal world she once assumed she understood, until it all crumbles away from the surface. Milena's number one priority was always her family, but that quickly lands her face-to-face with her demons and the corruption that binds them. How far is she willing to go for her family? More importantly... how far is she willing to blur the lines of everything she once fought so hard for?

Maya has a secret crush on the Queen. So when she contests for the role of the Queen's sex partner, she's actually taking a big leap of faith. Does Maya get to live the fantasy she always dreamed of? Does Queen Carina want her enough to make her stay? Will the two of them survive the most apparent differences in their lives and their backgrounds? Is sex enough to make Maya stay? Jealousy, egos, pride, and privilege come together in the most erotic way, in this medieval-era-themed fiction, where Maya and Carina (and you dear reader) are in for a fun ride. (Please read all tags before continuing. Tags will be updated as the story progresses. If G!P is not your thing, move on.)

Caia regrets many things in life. Getting herself into so much debt that her dealer owned her was one of them. But when Dan offers her up to the powerful leader of a drug cartel to wipe his own fifty thousand dollar debt, Caia realises she has bitten off far more than she can chew. Annika is terrifying; beautiful, but cold. She takes what she wants by force. Can Caia make it one month as her slave, or will she crack and go back to Dan, who will rain down hell upon her and her family in retaliation? *** ***Mature content. This is a story about adults, for adults*** This story is first and foremost a romance but contains explicit sex scenes and some BDSM. As well as: Suggestion of dubious consent Violence Drug addiction/withdrawal Childhood trauma Rankings: #1 - BDSMrelationship #1 - Kink #4 - Domme #2 - wlw #6 - girlxgirl #1 - gxglesbianlgbt