"My father says Azula was born lucky. He says I was lucky to be born." "Well I say you're lucky to be you, and not to be them." Zuko X OC 𖤓Completed 𖤓

"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

Janeisha "Neisha" Bambi has always survived by keeping a low profile. She don't get caught up in the kind of business that comes with bodies, secrets, and street names that echo. But all it takes is one night-one favor for her best friend-to slide her straight into the orbit of Seven "Saint" Carter. Saint is discipline wrapped in menace. A man the streets don't just respect,they fear. The type Neisha promised herself she'd never look at twice. He doesn't chase, beg, or explain. Yet somehow, he does all of this for her. And when that calm, unreadable gaze settles on Neisha, her careful world starts to crack. Now Saint's patience is running out, Neisha's defenses are falling apart and the pull between them is starting to feel less like a choice and more like fate. He's trying to shield her from the life he lives. She's trying to decide if loving him is salvation or self-destruction.

☄︎ ⋆·˚ ⋆ *. ⇒ 𝐨𝐩𝐞𝐧 𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐓𝐎 𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄 𝐀 𝐁𝐎𝐘 i want to love a boy, the way i love the ocean wish i was not afraid, of all i have that's broken i know i must behave, to contain all my emotion but i want to love a boy, the way i love the ocean Samantha (Sam) Quincey is gay and in 1985, this only makes life difficult. After the horrible realisation and life changing fear that her sexual understanding placed on her, Sam finds herself completely alone without a purpose in life or a goal for her future. She tells herself it couldn't possibly be any other way. Her parents had stated this 'choice' would leave her with nothing and although they were wrong about believing that Sam had forced herself into this path of life they did make sense knowing that Sam could never be open with who she was, she could never be who she wanted to be. Therefore it seemed impossible that she would ever find somebody to love. However in 1985 Sam finds herself babysitting her half sister, taking her around Starcourt mall and feeding her obsession with ice cream. That's how Sam stumbled upon Robin Buckley for the second time in her life, once an insignificant figure in a blurred sea of faces and now absolutely everything to her heart. How can Sam possibly hope to hide away and live her life in isolation when such perfection is only minutes away? Sam may think that getting to know Robin is a perfectly innocent tactic to understanding but in reality, this new friendship is when things start to get strange, very strange.

❝i promise you, nov, i'll always look out for you.❞ lucas sinclair, seasons two - four.

Pressured by his parents to enter a formal courtship, Aonung rebels in his own way and what starts as a ruse, turns into something real. WARNING: This story contains heavy smut! Note before reading: This is a mini spin off of my Safe Haven Series. - Reading Safe Haven is not necessary to follow this story. - Some characters have been aged up. Aonung in particular is 25. - Ayelýn is my own creation. *Pronounced Aye-Lin - Image by the amazing cinetrix.

Neteyam and Enyu, childhood best friends are both obliviously in love with each other. This is their story. *Currently under review! Note: - Some Characters are Aged up - Neteyam is 22 -credit to cinetrix for the Neteyam image - I do not give permission to copy, post or publish my work.