Zara's voice trembled. "Easy... it's too much, I've..... I've never done this before" as Yasmin thrusts inside her. Yasmin's chest heaved, her mind spinning with weeks of frustration and betrayal. Nara had ignored her, pushed her away while Yasmin had given everything love, care, devotion. And now, with Zara before her, all of that anger and longing ignited. "I... I can't stop, it's so warm and .... Arrgghh I can't fit in....stay still" Yasmin demanded peeling Zara's thighs open, her voice low, almost feral, eyes locking on Zara's. She didn't want to, either. Zara's hands gripped her tightly, the tension between them electric, dangerous. Fear, excitement, and something more twisted danced in Zara's eyes. She was trembling not from pain, but from the intensity, the rawness of it all. The room was thick with heat and tension. Yasmin's hands moved with a possessive urgency, desperate to feel, desperate to release. Every restraint, every rule, every careful facade she'd built melted away. She lost herself in Zara's warmth, in the chaos of the moment, in the dangerous thrill of desire that bordered on obsession. By the time it ended, both were breathing hard, eyes wide, hearts pounding. Yasmin leaned back, letting the tension drain slowly, the room quiet except for their ragged breaths. For a moment, neither moved. "You... you're insane," Zara whispered, a nervous smile tugging at her lips. "And you... you're irresistible," Yasmin replied, her tone dark and husky. "Be careful, Zara. I don't stop for anyone."

Amelia Peterson is just trying to survive her final year of high school-eighteen, exhausted and drowning in secrets. She's used to hiding. Used to no one noticing the bruises behind her smile. Isabella Williams is the new math teacher: strict, distant, untouchable but the moment she lays eyes on Amelia, something cracks. She's not supposed to care. She's not supposed to get involved but Amelia brings out a side of her that terrifies them both-protective, possessive and dangerously close to crossing the line. She was supposed to teach her. Not fall for her. ・❥・ Highest rankings ・❥・ #12 in womanxwoman #9 in teacherspet #1 in lesbianfiction #1 in femme #35 in 18andup #1 in protective #1 in teacherstudent #5 in lesbian

Eteri Leclerc is twenty-five, newly hired, and already a little too curious for her own good. Brought on as a communications strategist, she's clever, persuasive, charming even in difficult rooms. Reading tone, subtext, body language - it's what she does. But nothing prepares her for Celeste Fairbourne. Celeste is thirty-eight. One of five division directors at Celeva Biotech. Clinical. Untouchable. Sharp enough to draw blood without raising her voice. Her work in public health strategy has made her powerful; her presence makes people sit straighter. Some call her brilliant. Others, cold. Everyone's careful around her. The first time they meet, Celeste barely looks at her. A flicker of disinterest. It should've ended there - but something makes Celeste turn back. It's slow - until it isn't. One always pulls away. The other always follows. Celeste knows better than to get involved with someone like Eteri - warm, young, obvious. Eteri knows better than to want someone like Celeste - composed, calculating, dangerous. But restraint only lasts so long. What begins as controlled becomes obsessive. What starts in the boardroom ends between tangled sheets. Celeste never promised love. But she gives Eteri pleasure, power, ruin - in equal measure. This is a story about women who wield control until they lose it. About dominance, submission, and everything in between. About soft mouths and sharper rules. Welcome to Project Leclerc. She wasn't supposed to matter. But she did. 𓍼 This is adult fiction intended for a mature audience. It contains: graphic sexual content, emotionally complex power dynamics, an age gap, themes of control and obsession, manipulation, and a slow-burn connection that becomes dangerously addictive. If that's not for you - don't read it. All rights reserved to the author. © @womanonthehill

Rayne, her whole pack hates her, everyday she has to deal with them hoping and praying to the moon goddess that her mate comes and saves her. Hayden, she is the alpha of her pack, she is heartless, she doesn't care about mates but that is until she meets her. GxG (intersex)

When a sweet, delicate flower wanders into the wrong place... She's bound to get picked. Spotify Playlist: "Only a Vampire Can Love You Forever" by: u.luv.lilly

Scarlet Leonis is a werewolf who was rejected by her pack because of how her wolf looks. Nobody knows her real identity or what she actually is. Because of the way her pack had treated her she feared her mate wouldn't like her. Turns out she doesn't have one mate but three.

The only person being there for Kiana in life is her step mom for 2 years now and maybe one day she's there more than she expected to. Kiana feels her relationship being shifted further from her mother and closer to her step mother. A heat slowly began to raised between the two in which they just can't stop. _______________________________ "It's me, Kiana... I-I really, really need you." I declared, I took a gamble and climbed on her. "Your mom is right there." She expressed her surprise. "Please just take me." I moaned on her lips, breathless. I eased my ass up to pull her underwear down to her thigh, grasped her cock, and carefully sat on it. "Oh my sh-shit..." She grumbled as my moist pussy swallowed her whole. Instead of waiting for my pussy to get used to the length, I began to rock on her and almost screamed out in agony. "You're going to injure yourself... You're still new at this." "I don't mind; I'm horny and I need you." My finger traced down her lips before resting on them. I tried to rush it, to get the first round over with, but something twist in me and I collapse on her. It hurt so much, but I want it all at once. I felt her lift my upper body, my cock still deep within me, and rush me into the restroom. She turned on the light and pressed the buttons to lock the door behind her. She positioned me on the counter where I had made a mistake and opened my legs wide, causing her cock to sink deeper. "Oh my god... Don't pull it out quite yet!" I demand, my voice booming around the room. She placed a finger on my lips and pointed to the room. "Sorry." I whimpered in agony. But when a 12 inch cock is buried deep into my womb, being silent is the least I can do.

"Aren't you gonna come in?" "Aren't you gonna invite me in?" "What are you? A vampire? "Yes, I am Jasmine."

{Edited 6/1/23} Rose DeLuca is the youngest daughter of the successful businessman Luciano DeLuca. She's the Princess of the family. Her mother, Gaia DeLuca, is a famous fashion designer. She has 6 big brothers that would kill to protect her. Maria Moretti is the oldest daughter of the mafia boss Ace Moretti. She is the next in line to take control of the business. Her mother died savings her younger brother. And since then she became a cold shell to everyone but her father, brother, and closest friends. Can the young baker break the shell of the cold evil mafia Donna? Wc of every chapter; 1000-1500~ Wc of the whole book; 23,066.

{Edited 7/1/23} Kaya is 29 years old, she has lost all hope of ever finding her mate, she has become depressed, and she pushed everyone away. She has turned to drugs, alcohol, and sex to numb the pain, the loneliness, and the sadness. Mentally she is broken, physically she's cold and closed off. Will they help her heal, or just break her more? WC: 19,307 per chapter: 400-700 Sequel to 'Princess charming' **********************************-----------------------------********************************** 𝐍𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐩𝐢𝐜𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐞𝐬 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐞! 𝐓𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐩𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐭! 𝐃𝐨 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐬𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐞/𝐜𝐨𝐩𝐲 𝐦𝐲 𝐛𝐨𝐨𝐤! 𝐈𝐟 𝐈 𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐝𝐢𝐝 𝐈 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐫𝐞𝐩𝐨𝐫𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐦! 𝐍𝐨𝐰 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐝𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭, 𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐲.