Lara-Jean. Quiet. Reserved. But most of all, in denial. Covey. Sleeve tattoos and a strong desire for her Princess. Two girls. One room. All Rights Reserved. 2019. #1 college romance #1gxglesbianlgbt •••• This is one of the first ever book I completed on wattpad, my writing has come a long way since then. But nevertheless, Enjoy ! (:

Lara and Megan share a slow-burning, emotional connection that grows naturally from late-night rehearsals, quiet conversations, and unspoken understanding. What starts as simple friendship gradually deepens into something more intimate as they become each other's safe place in a busy, high-pressure world. Their bond is built on comfort, trust, and the kind of closeness that develops when two people keep choosing each other in small, meaningful ways. The story captures their shift from playful teasing and shared exhaustion to moments of vulnerability where feelings are finally admitted. It highlights hesitation, emotional honesty, and the softness of realizing that what they feel isn't one-sided. In the end, their relationship blossoms into something tender and mutual, marked by warmth, nervous excitement, and a sense of finally being understood.

"𝑾𝒉𝒆𝒏 𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒆𝒚𝒆𝒔 𝒍𝒐𝒐𝒌 𝒂𝒕 𝒎𝒆 𝒂𝒔 𝒊𝒇 𝒔𝒉𝒆'𝒔 𝒔𝒕𝒖𝒅𝒚𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒑𝒓𝒆𝒚 𝒎𝒚 𝒍𝒆𝒈𝒔 𝒘𝒆𝒂𝒌𝒆𝒏, 𝒘𝒂𝒏𝒕𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒕𝒐 𝒋𝒖𝒔𝒕 𝒇𝒂𝒍𝒍 𝒊𝒏𝒕𝒐 𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒍𝒆𝒕 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒘𝒂𝒗𝒆𝒔 𝒐𝒇 𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒕𝒂𝒌𝒆 𝒐𝒗𝒆𝒓 𝒎𝒆. " ♡ To Isabella Woods, life was heading in the same expected direction: straight A's, perfection, a normal social life, and stability. The last thing she could have ever expected was a professor who would tear her down and treat her differently from all of the rest. Professor Kloss had no intention of inflating her infuriating student's large ego as everyone had room for improvement. She was content with her life no matter how lonely it felt. She was cold and dismissive the two of them were up for a challenge. Who would break first? Who would overcome and outwit the other? But what would happen when they realized the frustration would grow to something else? Could Isabella melt her? Can Val and Isabella overcome their hate and see each other differently? What happens when Isabella catches feelings for her Professor? Can they overcome the obstacles that stand in their way? *THIS IS A WORK OF FICTION. I AM NOT ENCOURAGING FORBIDDEN RELATIONSHIPS. ALL CHARACTERS ARE ABOVE THE AGE OF CONSENT*

Lara vive sob a pressão constante dos plantões hospitalares. Como cirurgiã-chefe em um dos maiores hospitais da cidade, está acostumada a tomar decisões difíceis, muitas vezes com vidas em jogo. Dedicada, reservada e emocionalmente exausta, ela ergueu muros para sobreviver - e não tem tempo para distrações, muito menos para confrontos jurídicos. Megan é uma advogada criminalista implacável. Inteligente, articulada e fria como uma sentença final, ela aprendeu desde cedo que mostrar vulnerabilidade é perder. Acostumada a mover processos com precisão cirúrgica, Megan não esperava encontrar resistência à altura - até cruzar o caminho de Lara durante um caso envolvendo suposta negligência médica. O que era para ser um embate profissional se transforma em uma guerra silenciosa de olhares, ironias e tensões mal disfarçadas. Entre prontuários e processos, entre feridas do passado e uma atração que insiste em crescer, Lara e Megan terão que descobrir se estão preparadas para lidar com o tipo de colisão que não se resolve com argumentos... mas com coragem. Em um mundo onde o certo e o errado nem sempre são claros, elas precisam decidir se estão dispostas a baixar a guarda - e arriscar o coração.

•{ Essa história é apenas um fanfic sem intenção de sexualizar ninguém, contem palavras de baixo calão,Hot,pode ter alguns erros,gatilhos,abuso e qualquer outra coisa avisarei no começo dos capítulos }•

Lara sempre amou Megan em segredo. Mas Megan só tinha olhos para Yoonchae. Entre fama, ciúmes, brigas e corações partidos, Lara tenta esconder o que sente enquanto vê a garota que ama se afastar cada vez mais. Só que quando tudo começa a mudar, Megan percebe que talvez o amor da vida dela estivesse ao seu lado o tempo todo. 💗

"Are you alright, Darling?" Vanya slyly asks as I sit on her lap and she bumps her knee up and down, hitting every sensitive spot. I bury my face in her neck, gasping for air, my nails digging into her back as she keeps lifting her knee towards my core. She's barely doing anything and I'm already a mess, and she knows it. Her hand darts to my neck, gently squeezing the sides of it, leaving just enough space for me to breathe and answer her as she demands that I answer her. "Answer me, Darling. Tell your daddy what's wrong," she demands, forcing me to look into her eyes, never stopping her knee movements. As she presses her knee into my core, she starts moving her knee in small circles, enjoying my quiet whimpers and moans. "I'm alright," I finally answer. Vanya, with a sly smile, roughly kisses me, slipping her tongue into my mouth as I gasp. Her hands drift from my throat to my hips, rolling up my skirt until she can fiddle with the elastic band of my underwear, picking it off my skin and letting go so that it slaps against my skin. I moan at the feeling. Vanya gently lifts my hips, never giving me a chance to break my lips away from hers as she moves my underwear to the side, slipping her dick into me, my walls stretching wide around her, struggling to adjust to her size. I stop her as she starts thrusting deeply and quickly into me, unable to handle the overstimulation. "Come on, Darling. You can take it for me, can't you?" She hisses in my ear. "Now why don't you ride daddy's dick like the good girl you are. Don't worry about being quiet either. My office is soundproof." **** A girl who, as a joke with a friend, who claimed while drunk to possess magic, tells them to prove it. Little did she know she should have been more specific... It's been 200 years since that joke.

"Excuse me? Do you know what happened to the girl who lives in apartment 017?" "Oh, yeah, that girl, she moved out last night." "Just like that? So suddenly?" "Don't get me started. She said she wanted to move out yesterday, so I told her we have a one month notice here, but she wasn't having none of that, said she couldn't wait another month. So she just paid me a month of rent to settle the notice, packed up her stuff and left late last night. Complicated girl that one."

Onde Lara pede Megan em casamento. • ONE SHOT! • Não tô afirmando nada, isso daqui não é pra ofender ninguém, é só um entretenimento, não gosta? Não leia :)

Lara raj uma caminhoneira; levava a sua vida na tranquilidade das estradas de todo o país. Aos seus vinte e sete anos não se via fazendo outra coisa senão dirigir, exatamente como seu pai a ensinara. A garota possui mais duas irmãs adotivas, cujas quais viajavam com ela e com sua cunhada mundo a fora. A monotonia de seus dias tem a rotina alterada quando uma garota lhe pede carona e, apesar de sempre negar, pois os perigos de se oferecer carona eram infinitos, ela aceita ajudar ao ver o rosto machucado da pobre moça. Uma viagem de longos dias ao lado dessa garota, de sua cunhada e das suas irmãs transforma sua vida, colorindo seu mundo preto e branco e fazendo-a ver cores jamais vista por ela antes. Essa obra não é minha, é apenas uma adaptação. Todos os créditos vão para a autora @julietebs