It has been foretold; the end of creation is nigh. Banished out of the heavens, He was never to return. Over a millennium of planning; death and destruction ensue. With the devouring of souls; His power ascends. Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse; brought forth; inflicting hell on earth. When He rises from hell, all life will cease. The only hope is Love: A celestial being constructed; an ancient bloodline. A daughter born; light and dark within. Two Beings; One Soul. Once merged; Salvation is attainable. ~ This story is about the predestined power of love between two celestial women. They are bound forevermore through acceptance and fated to unify their souls into one omnipotent entity. Love is considered the strongest power in existence; with that, can love truly conquer all? _____________________________________________ ⚠️ Warning: ⚠️ This book contains references to the death of a character's parent, self-harm, suicide, blood & gore, a few mentions of rape and other forms of sexual violence, child abuse, violence using fantasy/supernatural magic, lesbian material, strong language, and mature sexual content. Be aware that homophobic comments will not be tolerated. Read at your own risk.

She reaches for my right hand, brings it between her legs without asking, and drags my fingers through her. Once. Twice. Slow, filthy strokes that coat my skin in her slick heat. She's drenched, so wet the sound is unmistakable, and the scent of her arousal floods the room like a drug. She presses my soaked fingers to my mouth, smearing herself across my bottom lip, my tongue, the corner of my jaw, down the column of my throat until I taste nothing but her. Then she leans in, voice ragged against my ear. "Feel how easily I get this wet just thinking about owning you?" she whispers. "That's what you're walking away from if you don't rewrite the contract exactly how I want it." My knees go painfully numb, before I feel them again. She sees it. Her smile is slow, cruel, victorious. She steps back into the crimson silk, zips it with a sound like a blade sliding home, and smooths it over her hips as if she didn't just destroy me in under thirty seconds. _______________________________________________________________________________ Two powerful women. One vicious high-profile murder case. A private contract that binds them in ways ink never warned about; obedience traded for torment, defiance punished with slow, aching pleasure. Milan Moretti: an untouchable Chicago prosecutor, wealthy and feared, who rules courtrooms by day and claims craving women by night, denying release until they break and beg. She never loses. Never bends. Never obsesses... until Zara Winslow, her brilliant, defiant mirror, crashes back into her world and awakens something feral. Forced together amid media storms, extreme tension and secrets, their rivalry explodes into a binding agreement where desire is leverage, punishment is exquisite, and control slips into consuming obsession. Who will shatter first in her hands?

Josephine was the daughter to a rich doctor father and trophy wife. She wasn't a socialite like her sister Gwen, she was just shy plain old Josephine. She was the pariah of high society. When her mother sticks her with the job of managing a kissing booth at a stuck up charity event, one kiss from beautiful and popular Olivia Winchester changes everything. All rights reserved to moi. Copyright © 2014 TheGodAthena17 Old Cover by: @jennisonsilverye

Ever since I can remember I've been able to feel the emotions and injuries of everyone around me. I'm unable to feel any pain or emotions of my own but I can experience them from others. But I can't pick and choose what I feel and what I don't. I experience the good and the bad whether I want to or not..........

***** GirlxGirl Story ***** Hatred & Disgust -- That's what Lauren Anderson feels for all the people who are lesbian, gay, bisexual, transgender, and pansexuals. She treats them as if they're not human beings, but a bunch of aliens. The question is why? There are reasons for their foul demeanors, right? Lauren also hates one person specifically in the LGBTP community, who is Isabel Montes. She's a proud, open lesbian who tries to do some twist and turns to show Lauren that no matter who you are, love can still happen between two people of the same gender. Lots of things will go unexpected since there will be many confusion, pain, guilt, love, hate, etc. Remember, nothing is impossible. ~

I never knew that betrayal would come my way...especially when it was my own blood who commited the crime. The person I love...the family I once knew...and the person who I soon will become...already fighting for their own beliefs. A science-fantasy story of love, betrayal, action, adventure, mystery and suspense, set in the multiverse.

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)

Valeria didn't rush. She never did. Inez was pinned beneath her, wrist locked overhead, the hold precise and impersonal. Not pain. Control. Inez scoffed anyway. "That's it?" she sneered. "I've had tutors scarier than you." Valeria said nothing. The silence pressed in. "You don't scare me," Inez added, louder. Brattier. "You just-" "Enough." One word. Flat. Final. Valeria lifted Inez's chin with two fingers, detached as a correction. "Look at me," she said coolly. "If you're going to embarrass yourself, do it properly." Inez laughed, brittle. "You think this makes you powerful?" "I don't think," Valeria replied. "I decide." Her gaze never wavered. "You provoke because it's the last control you have." "I don't belong to you," Inez snapped. Valeria leaned in, voice razor-thin. "You are my wife. You belong to consequences." She released her grip. "Say it." "No." Valeria waited. The quiet broke Inez, she hated being ignored. "...I'll behave, I'll be a good girl" Inez muttered. "Specify." Inez swallowed hard. "...I'll be your good girl" Valeria stepped back, already distant. "Good," she said. "Remember why." #1 older women-13th February (FAST PACE BOOK)

Cast out of the underworld, succubus Veyra Serazin is forced to walk among mortals hungry, dangerous, and starving for the kind of energy no human body can survive giving. On earth, her hunger is a curse, one that threatens to burn her alive from the inside out. Her only hope lies in a whispered name, a woman who once helped a succubus survive in the human realm. But when Veyra arrives, she doesn't find Amber she finds Iris Lockwood, Amber's granddaughter. A woman with the same honey-brown eyes, the same face, and the same mysterious gift: a limitless well of life force that no succubus should be able to drain. Iris knows nothing of demons or the secret her bloodline carries. To her, Veyra is chaos in leather and shadows, a living impossibility that shouldn't exist outside of myths. But denying her only makes the pull stronger, and soon Iris must decide if she's willing to risk everything her safety, her heart, even her soul for a creature who was never meant to belong to this world. For Veyra, Iris isn't just survival. She's temptation, obsession... and maybe redemption. __________ A/S- I guess you could say this is kind of Enemies to lovers

Cover by Yukuma Bear https://www.redbubble.com/people/pint-sizedpanda/shop?asc=u Our discord https://discord.gg/bqHFeZBnWj She has a text channel for commissions. Evania never thought she'd be able to form any kind of meaningful relationship with anyone. She found it hard to communicate with her being afraid of her own voice. But the bubbly Succubus Sylvia Pendragon wormed her way into her undead heart and taught her a very valuable lesson. She didn't care about her voice. Only her heart. (This ones got THOSE scenes... SMUT WARNING)