After disappearing for the rest of her senior year, Nova is an enigma most people don't want to mess with. She thought she could come back to school and maintain a low profile, but her cursed reputation is making it harder than she imagined. She's now a second-year senior and old trouble is following her like a moth to a flame. Planning to move out of town after graduating to start a new life and heal from recent events, Nova is dedicating this year to staying on track, even if it means avoiding as much social interaction as possible and staying out of the way. With much more to lose on her final chance to get a diploma, a particular woman steps into her life and causes a sudden eruption of emotion in her heart, but there's nothing more complicated than dealing with feelings for someone you absolutely can't have while everyone is out to get you. [Finished October 15th, 2020]

Kai Raymond, player, reckless, immature, arrogant and has little to no care about anything in her life regarding any kind of responsibility that is not partying, travelling or fucking around. Iliana Barnes, hard worker, well mannered, professional, very temperamental and likes to be in control of everything in her life. What happens when these two get stuck in an unexpected arrangement.

"Are you... lost?" Someone asked, her tone impatient. I stopped scanning the room to find the woman behind the voice. I blinked. She had the most luminous blue eyes I had ever seen. Even in the dim glow of the bar they glowed brightly, like her pupils were some type of smooth stone at the bottom of a clear blue ocean. Within her blue there flickered tiny speckles of silver, which gave her an icy, somewhat stony appeal. But it was her slight, lopsided smile that erased any signs of wanting to be alone. No wonder this bar was so popular. "Uh, no," I said, holding up the Help Wanted sign I had snagged from the front window. The woman's cool eyes flickered between the sign and me. She didn't say anything, only looked slightly thoughtful as slender fingers raked through her long blonde hair. "What can you do?" She finally asked, definitely not expecting me to be able to do much of anything at all. She'd be right. "Anything and everything," I answered-lied-instantly, hoping I didn't look too desperate, didn't sound too eager. To be perfectly honest, I hadn't worked a day in my life. My hands were used to weekly manicures not hard labor. But desperate times call for desperate measures. The blonde appeared thoughtful again. Those magnificent eyes gave me a once over, slow and steady. You could see the cogs turning in her head as she considered it. I decided to try and sound more convincing. "I have many skills," I added. Okay, so I stole that from Xena, but I was hoping it worked as well for me as it did for her. The blonde lifted a sculpted brow and the smile was, once again, back on her lips. She seemed amused. Maybe she was a Xena fan? "Alright... I'll start you off cleaning the bathrooms, sweeping the floors, doing the dishes..." Crap.

Jude Barrow is a black belt in karate―fiery, temperamental, with a tendency to talk back . . . even to her kidnappers. After her mother is taken, Jude stumbles into the Underground, where the Mafia hide beneath New Orleans. She has no choice but to trust the girl with a dangerous smile and a mouth like sin. Hunter is the Mafia boss with a feared reputation and a ruthless plan―and Jude is determined to fight fire with fire. But when the world is burning, does it end in love . . . or ashes? "What would you like me to do to you, Jude?" Her voice is a breath, igniting fire in my bones. Our mouths are so close I can taste the heat between us. Kiss me. The thought is sudden. Unexpected. "Why are you here, Jude?" A slow caress of words. This is a game―a game of touch and sensation and risk. I want to kiss her. I want to close the distance between us and pull her down to me, to kiss her until my eyes roll back and I see stars. "When you're ready to tell the truth," she says, and there is a smile, a dark smile, "we can play this game. And I'll show you what I know about the art of fucking." HIGHEST RANKING #1 in lesbian #2 in lgbt #2 in lgbtq #6 in girls

~TeacherXStudent/ GirlXGirl~ Sam never had an easy life, and as she battles with the memories of her dysfunctional past she also has to battle the sexual tension she has for her hot History teacher, Miss Adams. When her older brother brings home a familiar pretty face, Sam's life turns completely upside down as struggles to distance herself from a woman who always seems to be around. ***HARSH LANGUAGE AND SEXUAL CONTENT.***

Nicole was one of the schools most popular sought girl. She was easy going, stubborn and full or herself. Emilia was the complete opposite of Nicole. She's hard working, kind and strict. She's also the current student council president and was also one of the most sought girls even if she was called the ice princess. A bet was placed for Nicole to make Emilia her girl. Can she win the bet or will everything back fire.

Fresh out of law school, Sutton is eager to climb the ladder at her new job. But on her first day of work, she comes face to face with an unexpected colleague--her ex-best friend and first love, Ada. Forced to work together, Sutton and Ada must untangle the complicated feelings they've always had for each other--feelings that may lead them back to friendship, or even to something more.

It's just another school year for Cheree. Same old routine: Brooklyn bullies her, then London bullies her. Brooklyn tells London off for bullying Cheree, then she goes back to bullying her herself. Cassidy, the new girl, comes into Cheree's life and turns it upside down, causing the queen B, Brooklyn, to get... well, jealous. For Brooklyn, it isn't just bullying. It's the only way she can get Cheree's attention, because, well, she's in love with Cheree. She won't let anybody know that, though. This is Book 1/3 Finding My Way Back To You (Sequel) Life Of Harley (Spin Off) Story is mine. No one else's. Please do not adapt my works into any type of content, including networks without permission. Thanks!