𝘴𝘦𝘲𝘶𝘦𝘭 𝘵𝘰 𝘷𝘢𝘭𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘢... "I fell more in love with her every time I heard her laugh- even if it wasn't meant for me- and each moment she held my face in her hands just to look into my eyes. You don't just move on from someone like that. She's golden." . . . *Rated MATURE. Contains mentions of alcohol, mature scenes for the purpose of the story plot, and strong language. I own all the rights to this story. All of the characters are fictional and not based on any living person, otherwise it is a mere coincidence.

The enemies of Division 52 are growing. Uncertainty is rife in both the upper class sectors and the lower. The Emperor of Merridian has fallen and those with hungry eyes are eager to fill the space left behind. Meanwhile Makayla is brutally trained in the far North of Naxos. But each time Scorpion tries to break a piece of her mind and body, it takes its own toll on her. Makayla is determined to return to Merridian as an equal to Alex but the crime lord has growing doubts and building pressure to return and reclaim the throne of the Underworld. Proximo continues to grasp to maintain order in Division 52. His vengeful sister circles with Hades waiting to take the war to their door with weapons none had imagined possible. A betrayal he never conceived possible. One thing is clear. Scorpion needs to return. The question remains whether that will be with the Emperor's daughter or a trained killer of Division 52. If Scorpion can bare turning the woman she loves into something darker-for all their sakes.

One hundred years ago two significant things happened. The first world war ended and a woman became immortally bound to this earth. Immortal intervention. Elite action from an ancient order. The members of Paragon. This power sustained only by one thing... mortal blood. Now she watches over London. Blending into city life. But a chance encounter with a mortal woman will interrupt her covert existence among them. A detective and a lawyer. One a dark guardian and the other navigating carefully around an immortal she cannot begin to understand. A dark attraction that cannot be explained. A constant lust for the lifeblood in her veins. When London becomes too small to contain her secrets she must disappear. But the one thing an immortal never considered was leaving the world behind with a mortal firmly at her side. The rules were never so blurred.

Talia Decker is sixteen, starting her junior year of high school. Popular, outgoing, and seemingly confident, she is wholly unprepared for the wildfire that is the new girl: Monroe Kingston. Dark, mysterious, and cocky, Monroe is everything Talia hates about the bad girl cliché. Determined to stay far, far away from this alluring, motorcycle-riding senior, Talia does everything she can to avoid her. But when sparks fly, can Talia really resist the temptation that is Monroe Kingston?

<< "With that aside now, I wanna know what's up with you and this outfit today," Kinsey says as she seductively sizes up Jade's entire being with laser eyes, taking in those tan legs all the way up until... the hem of the really, really short skirt. Every inch of Jade's body burns up as Kinsey's eyes feel like they're spewing hot flames as she shamelessly eyes her up and down. "My eyes are up here?" Jade snides, bending down to catch Kinsey's eyes with her own to direct them back upwards. Kinsey meets Jade's eyes but her hand casually lands on Jade's hip, pulling their bodies together as she leans beside Jade's ear to gingerly whisper, "I think it's kind of hot. Was it just for me?" Jade can feel her breathing increase already just at their bodies touching. Control yourself, Jade. >> Cover credit: @unfeignedoptimist Started: 12/01/2018 Ranks: #1 in #lesbianfiction on 11/17/19

The daughter of a wealthy baron, Kanna Rava has enjoyed privilege far beyond that of most of her impoverished countrymen. Torn abruptly from that life by a twist of fate--and politics--she finds herself sold into slavery by the central government and thrust into the hands of Goda Brahm, the cold and mysterious woman who is tasked with escorting her to her new master. Barely over the culture shock of being dragged to the other side of the continent, into a world where women marry other women and a class of priestesses are worshiped like gods, Kanna slowly discovers both the hidden conspiracy that led to her enslavement and the terrible secret that lies behind Goda's icy demeanor. An allegory about free will, resisting fate, and being an outsider. (This description is for the Wattpad version of the story. If you're reading this note anywhere else...it's not me, the original author.)

The gods have never been more alive. Or powerful. Tayah and Kára believe themselves to be the last surviving originals of the five gods, only they could not be more wrong. As Ares begins to make more sense in the realm of ill truths and lies, Tayah starts to fear what is really true or false. Stormbringer has vowed to stand beside her through anything but that becomes more difficult when the gods are now at odds. Caught between a brewing war of power and destruction the originals and companions are soon hunted by one much more dangerous than they have ever encountered. What is worse... Odin is firmly on high to ensure his hold on the realms never changes-no matter the cost. "The gods envy you. They always have."