Scarlett is an exchange student and volleyball player living in California for one year. Her rules? Have fun in America, get good grades to make her parents proud, and don't fall in love under any circumstance. Emerson's family chose to take in Scarlett. She's rich, popular, and keeps herself busy while she focuses on her goals. After a rough breakup, she has put up walls to make sure no one can hurt her again. One made a promise to herself that she wouldn't fall in love, and one refuses to let anyone else in. Little do they know, the tension between them manifests into something too strong for either of them to ignore. Highest rankings: #2 lesbian #2 wlw #1 foreign exchange #2 yearn #1 bisexual

Being forced to transfer to a new school because of your ex-girlfriend is never easy, especially when you are the only one that isn't part of the 1% when it comes to money. But what Riven Dagger doesn't know is that she soon will be part of the popular group when she falls for the most popular girl in school (again). Collins Frost is the richest girl in town, the best player on the basketball team, and the popular girl. Her life is seen as perfect. But her breaking up with her boyfriend she no longer has the 'perfect' relationship. However, she finds the perfect girl when she least expected. ..................... "Oh so you are just sexually frustrated?" I tease. "Because of you. I mean have you seen yourself. How could I not be?" "Collins Frost, are you just trying to get into my pants?" I ask with dramatics. "If you want me to" she winks.

When Karlie's estranged father suffers a heart attack, she reluctantly returns to her hometown in Pennsylvania, only to find herself confronting the ghosts of her past. Upon her return, she finds herself face-to-face with her super-secret-I'll-kill-you-if-you-tell-anyone high school crush. What's even more jarring, is the fact that she had just been admiring the woman checking his vitals before she realizes she already knows her. As Kaia Thomas stares back at her, all the feelings she had for her high school best friend come rushing in. As old feelings resurface and unexpected connections emerge, Karlie must navigate the complexities of her past while grappling with the possibility of a future she never imagined.

"I can be anything you want, my love," she mutters in my ear, her warm breath making my skin tingle and my body yearn for her to touch more of me than her gentle hug around my waist. While I do appreciate how gentle she is with me, right now I want more. I want more of her touch on my bare skin. I want her hands to explore me more than she's letting them. I know she wants more just like me, but she's holding back. "Oh, really?" I tease, wrapping her hair around one of my fingers and giving it a small tug, hoping that this will get her worked up. "Anything I want?" Alice hums, confirming her promise before peppering a few soft kisses along my neck while I consider my request. There's so much I could ask for. "Absolutely anything, my love." *** For those who never find pleasure easily, a creature who knows and can be their every desire is perfect - it's even better if the creature is the one lustful for them.

Celeste closed the space between us, hand pressing against the tender spot she'd marked last night. I gasped. "That's mine," she whispered, fingers teasing possessively. "Every inch of your body... belongs to me." Her lips trailed my jaw, voice rough. "I want you trembling again. Want you to remember my name-every time someone even tries to look at you" Then her voice dropped, velvety and dark like smoke curling around my skin. "If I can't have you, no one can." ------------------------------------------------------- At twenty-six, Riley thought she knew what to expect from corporate life-long hours, endless revisions, and a boss who'd probably forget her name. She didn't expect Celeste Leclair. Sharp, stunning, and almost mythically untouchable, Celeste runs Leclair & Vale like a perfectly calibrated machine. She doesn't make small talk. She doesn't make mistakes. And she definitely doesn't do feelings. To Celeste, Riley is just another junior analyst. Until the day she isn't.

LANA: I fell in love with the golden girl. She's the perfect student, the skilled captain of the volleyball team, and the girlfriend of the nicest players on the football team. She's my best friend, but ever since she kissed me as a dare at a party before freshman year, that's all I can think of. Senior year is here, and after last summer's shitty series of events, I don't deserve such a wonderful woman as her. CHARLOTTE: My best friend is the school player. She parties and drinks and sleeps around, she's a free spirit. Apparently I've got the perfect life, but why do I still think about that kiss with her? Why do I wish I could have that type of feelings for my own boyfriend? Why can't I stop thinking about her all the time? She's just my best friend though... right...?

*Lesbian Smut A few years back, Courtney and Emilia shared a brief connection in an airport. Cancelled flights turned into a night that felt like it belonged in another life. It was just one night, and then Emilia was gone. No last name, no number, just the memory of her that Courtney could never forget. When they run into each other again, the woman that she remembers isn't the same. She's quieter, guarded, and clearly hiding something. Reconnecting should feel like fate, but instead, it feels like a risk. As Courtney pushes for answers, and Emilia tries to protect the fragile life she's built, the past begins to creep closer. The spark between them is still there, but so are the secrets. The closer that they get, the more Courtney begins to wonder: did she ever really know her at all?

When two best friends end up sharing a night filled with pleasure, one confronts feelings she never knew she had and the other tries to hide feelings she always knew she had. • #1 in office romance?! #1 in sapphic?!

The elevator opened probably at my stop and closed again. I could feel her smirking agaisnt my cheek "wait did you not tell your friends how you begged me to fuck you?" she asked chuckling a bit. "No," I said way too fast. "Wait, I meant I didn't say anything because nothing happened, we're going to forget about it," I said, forcing my eyes open and pushing the warmth away. "And if I don't want to forget it?" she asked, moving down to my ear. I gasped as she kissed right below it. "You have to. We..." I trailed off, my head falling back against the wall on its own, "We can't." "Why can't we?" she asked. "We want the same things, whether you're willing to admit it or not," she whispered, then kissing the spot again. "There is nothing to admit. I got over you," I said, repeating what I said last night, even as my body said something completely different. She let me go, stepping back. "Look me in the eye and tell me you're not turned on," she said, looking at me dead in the eyes. We both know I was, but I was definitely not going to say it. "I'm not," I sighed, trying and failing to sound convincing. "You're excuse for last night is that you were drunk. What's your excuse this time?" she asked, that annoying smirk coming back. ---------------------- Emryn and Avani have been best friends since they were kids. A tragic accident separated them, but what happens when Avani returns to work with the chief just to get to Emryn? Will they find themselves where they were six years ago? Will they be able to pick up their friendship as if nothing had happened? Stick around to find out!! ;) Not a slow burn!!! :)

"I can't tell you." "Why not? Why can't you tell me why I feel something toward you? This is supposed to be wrong, but it feels right. Why are you always on my mind? Every time I am kissing ky-" "Don't you dare finish that sentence..." She said in a low growl. Her jaw clenched as she grabbed my face close to hers. Her right hand is on my waist, and her left is on my cheeks, wiping the dry tears from earlier. "He is my boyfriend," I said to her. She stares at me intensely, her golden, hazed eyes flicking between my eyes and lip. "He is a cheating bastard. He doesn't deserve you," She said. I look at her, mesmerizing her face. "What have you done to me? Why do I feel safe in your arms? Why do I feel happy to see you?" She lean in closer, her lip brush my ear. "Will you love me when I tell you my secret?