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Icy (wlw)  by gigicanyounot
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Hockey has always been a dream of Dawn's. Ever since she was a kid, she's loved the ice. She eventually got so good that she was able to join her school's girl hockey team. Everything is great until a new student decides to join the team...
Behind the Letters by Shritzy
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It was supposed to be anonymous. Just some harmless, late-night messeges on a forum. No names. No photos. No real-life complications. She was GoldTrap-mysterious, sharp, and way too good with words. I was BlueInk-awkward, sarcastic, and definitely not looking for anything. But then she made me laugh. Then she made me think. Then... she made me feel things I really shouldn't be feeling for someone I've never met. I'm Quinn. Twenty-four. Screenwriter-in-training. Emotionally a little chaotic and basically there no reason an amazing woman like her would be falling for someone like me. I've played a lot of roles in my life. But never this one. ----------------------------------------------- Late at night, I started writing letters to a stranger on a private forum-just to feel something real. She calls herself BlueInk. She's young, clever, infuriatingly honest... and somehow, she sees right through me. She doesn't know I'm Juliette Delaney-Hollywood's favorite ice queen with a face on every magazine and a life that doesn't belong to me anymore. She doesn't know that when I type, my hands shake. That when I read her replies, I smile. That I'm craving her words more than I've ever craved the spotlight. And I don't know what will happen if she finds out who I am. Because if I tell her the truth, I might lose the one person who loves me for who I really am. Not the icon. Not the actress. Just... me. But if I don't? I'll never get to feel her say my name out loud.
πŠπˆπ’πŒπ„π“. by lttlelamb
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Wherein π— π—”π—¬π—¨π— π—œ π——π—’π—Ÿπ—’π—₯π—˜π—¦, a kindergarten teacher, finds herself intertwined with π—Ÿπ—”π—©π—œπ—‘π—œπ—” π—₯π—’π—¦π—˜π—ͺ𝗒𝗒𝗗; a woman twice her age, a CEO wrapped in precision and control, and the very thing that just might unravel her. There's tension in every glance. Gravity in every touch. And somewhere between whispered apologies and sharp-edged desire, Mayumi realizes: It isn't falling if it was always fated. So what else is there to do? Not when kismet's to blame. ── ✦ π™π˜Όπ™‰π™†π™„π™‰π™‚π™Ž: #2 sexuality #3 love #1 gxg #1 olderwomen #1 agegapwlw #9 lgbt #35 darkromance
Oh, Heather by GhostlyShadeOfRed
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She moved all the way from Maine to a small town in Nebraska just as her senior year began. Thankfully, she managed to make two friends on her first day, but everything has a downside, and this one was when the new friends shared a hatred for the girl that Heather found herself falling for. But who would have known that at a Valentine's party hosted by the most popular guy in school, she would've been kissed by that same girl who swears she hates every part of her? I always write ahead and always go back to edit chapters, but I'm far too lazy to go back and changed the already posted chapters. If there are any plot inconsistencies I apologize. Date started writing: 08/16/2023 Date finished writing: 01/16/24 Date started publishing: 08/28/2023 Date ended: Not Yet Finished All warnings will be written at the top of the chapter the warning was needed for. This contains minor swearing.
Entre Aceite y Seda (StudXMasc) [ENGLISH] by Tziporarosen
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𝑻𝒐𝒏𝒂 𝒉𝒂𝒅 𝒃𝒆𝒆𝒏 π’˜π’Šπ’•π’‰ π’…π’π’Žπ’Šπ’π’‚π’π’• π’˜π’π’Žπ’†π’ 𝒃𝒆𝒇𝒐𝒓𝒆. 𝑺𝒉𝒆 π’˜π’‚π’”π’'𝒕 π’–π’π’‡π’‚π’Žπ’Šπ’π’Šπ’‚π’“ π’˜π’Šπ’•π’‰ π’Šπ’π’•π’Šπ’Žπ’‚π’„π’š, π’˜π’‚π’”π’'𝒕 π’”π’‰π’š 𝒂𝒃𝒐𝒖𝒕 𝒑𝒍𝒆𝒂𝒔𝒖𝒓𝒆. 𝑩𝒖𝒕 π‘΄π’‚π’“π’ˆπ’π’• π’˜π’‚π’” π’…π’Šπ’‡π’‡π’†π’“π’†π’π’•. π‘΄π’‚π’“π’ˆπ’π’• π’…π’Šπ’…π’'𝒕 𝒋𝒖𝒔𝒕 π’•π’‚π’Œπ’† 𝒂𝒄𝒄𝒆𝒔𝒔 𝒕𝒐 𝒉𝒆𝒓 π’ƒπ’π’…π’š. 𝑺𝒉𝒆 π’…π’†π’Žπ’‚π’π’…π’†π’… π’”π’π’Žπ’†π’•π’‰π’Šπ’π’ˆ 𝒇𝒂𝒓 π’Žπ’π’“π’† π’Šπ’π’•π’Šπ’Žπ’‚π’•π’†. π‘Ίπ’–π’ƒπ’Žπ’Šπ’”π’”π’Šπ’π’. π‘Άπ’ƒπ’†π’…π’Šπ’†π’π’„π’†. Written By: Tzipora Rosen Edited By: Leah C Benton