𝐀𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐚 𝐑𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐞 is everything that she'd ever dreamed to be. Not exactly a princess like her younger self would've imagined, but, nevertheless, she had so much going for her. She was beauty and brains. As she studies in university to become a surgeon, her life remains simplistic. That is until 𝐌𝐚𝐝𝐢𝐬𝐨𝐧 shows up. Madison doesn't just peacefully enter Ariella's life after all of their years apart- she causes a 𝑠𝑡𝑜𝑟𝑚. From her dangerously scented perfume to her bored gaze, she alters Ariella's life completely. Smooth skin becomes bruised with love bites, perfect hair becomes tangled with knots, and soft whispers turn desperate. The two women fight teeth and nail to make up for lost time, but it doesn't all fall into place so easily.

Sienna Lawson, a weary literature student, is entering her final year at Ashbourne University. All she wants is to keep her head down, survive the year, and finally graduate. But the past she's tried to bury refuses to stay silent. It lingers-sharp, relentless-creeping back in ways she can't outrun. Then comes Juliana Blake. Cold. Commanding. Unapologetically intense. The new lecturer for Sienna's favourite subject-and a woman who carries authority like a second skin. Every glance is deliberate, every word precise, every presence impossible to ignore. They are opposites: ocean and earth. But when they collide... nothing stays untouched. //slow burn//age difference//ice skating// profxstudent//

"Mm look at yourself baby, you look so pretty for me right now" Nova said breathlessly while going even faster as she curled her fingers in me I started to feel the pressure build in me as I got the familiar feeling in me that I was about to pee "F-Fuck Nova wait" I said leaning my hand back in attempt to slow her down Hearing people chatter outside the hall I got nervous at the thought of being caught Nova grabbed my neck leaning me against her with her fingers still in me as she guided us into a stall and locked the door "We're not stopping till you cum for me Solene" she muttered out with a look of pure lust in her eyes as she covered my mouth Fuck me -------------------------------------------------------- Solene never really goes out; it's always work and home day after day. Her friends decided to sign her up for speed dating, a romantic night for her to find her perfect person. Although apprehensive she gives it a try and comes across the most striking girl she's ever seen. Nova is a mafia leader who has it all but is simply too robotic now due to always running her mafia strictly. Her right- and left-hand man decide to take a risk and lie to her, telling her they have intel on a person but really signed her up for speed dating. What happens when she crosses eyes with Solene? will she be able to finally feel something or will it just be another card added to her deck? Do not own any copyrights! 18+ mature themes and audiences

You.gave.me.a.fucking.hickey??!what are you, twelve?" I yell at her because it's a huge one and not even enough make up can hide it because of my brown skin. "Yell at me again and i will give you a reason to scream,"she says lifting my chin up unphased and I'm not sure if it's a threat or a promise. "And that's to let people know that you're mine,Sweets. Now do you want me to zip your dress up or not?" She asks glaring back. Two pollar opposites of almost everything make a deal to get what they both want and go their separate ways, but what happens when they start to break each other's walls? Please vote and comment!! :)

18+ ONLY! Ellis Dawson has two rules: don't get attached, and stay the hell away from Julie Matthews. Julie Matthews has two goals: make Ellis's life miserable, and figure out why the fuck she can't stop thinking about her.

Isabelle was raised to fear sin. She never expected to crave it. After a violent raid leaves her with nothing but a child and a past that could get her killed, she disappears into a lawless town and becomes someone else. Lilith Hale. But lies don't survive women like Josephine, a cold-eyed cowgirl who sees too much, gets too close, and doesn't believe in forgiveness. Isabelle should fear her. Instead, she can't stay away. What grows between them is wrong in every way Isabelle was raised to believe-and impossible to resist. Because the closer she gets, the more her faith begins to fracture... into something darker, something consuming. Something that feels like truth. And some sins don't ask to be forgiven. They demand to be chosen. ____ This is set in 1849 California. (It's WLW)

There are rules in Vale's classroom. Olivia's about to break every single one.

"On your knees pretty girl- Hmm.....don't you look so good beneath me?" The CEO said as her hands moved the stray strands of hair off my face gripping my hair right after and shoving my head into her wetness. ******************* A mean CEO meets her shy assistant who she shares an interesting first meet with What happens when she can't get her mind off of her especially when she's her fiancée's sister....

Vivian Vox does not believe in coincidence. She believes in choosing. Taking. Keeping. At thirty-two, she has built a life where doors open before she touches them, where people lower their voices when she enters a room, where "no" has long since lost its meaning. Control is her language. Power is her comfort. And love? Love is something she has never needed. Until the night she sees her. Skylar Grey, sharp mouthed, infuriating, untamed. Ten years younger. A chef with fire in her hands and no fear in her bones. The kind of woman who looks danger in the eye and laughs. She should have been forgettable. Instead, she becomes inevitable. From the moment Skylar walks past her, Vivian decides: this one is mine. Not because Skylar wants her. Not because she asks. But because Vivian Vox has never left anything she desires untouched. What starts as a demand becomes a pursuit. What looks like obsession begins to feel like fate. And somewhere between threats whispered like promises and defiance sharpened into survival... Something dangerous begins to grow. Because Skylar Grey does not bend. And Vivian Vox does not stop. One of them will break. Or worse.. they won't.

a true love story of a moody blonde and woman who is willing to do anything to her. Quinn Blue and Zoë Hassan have never been your stereotypical couple-taking things by the book, one step at a time. They've always been the people to take five steps forward then slowly step back. From having a baby before they were married to getting married, divorced, married, annulled, engaged, and then finally married-for real this time. Quinn is the moody blonde to Zoë dominant demeanour, they balance each other out perfectly. At least until things go sideways and suddenly they're back at square one: they don't know each other anymore. Zoë knows she wants Quinn but does Quinn want the same? Can she take Zoë back and forgive or is she just too stubborn to do so? ✳︎✳︎✳︎ "It's never going to be the same Zoë, I think it's best you leave." I said to her. "I can't leave Quinn." She said with a softer voice than she's ever used. "It hurts to be without you...please baby, just let me prove that." "I can't Zoë, it hurt too much." I said as I backed away from the porch and into the house again. "Goodbye Zoë."