Forsaking God to kiss someone you hate might not be a smart decision, but damn does it hurt good. ✧.*✧.*✧.*✧.*✧.*✧.*✧.*✧.*✧.*✧.* Judith was never supposed to fall in love- but she was never supposed to become a vampire either. It's her duty as a nun to stay pure of mind and body. If she is found out, she will be executed. When the woman she loves betrays her, Greta, the vampire who accidentally infected her, may be her only hope of surviving. The problem is, Judith can't stand Greta. -But she can't stay away from her either.

• highest rating • #7 in wlw #1 in sapphic #3 in bisexual "Eden- you're not getting my point." She moved closer and glanced to my lips, she gulped and traced her thumb over them. "You drive me insane. I can't bear to see you with him when I know you don't actually want him." I pause and shut my eyes, sighing in response to her touch. What happened to simple? "I get your point... I just don't want to come to terms with it." I feel her breath, the soft exhale fanning my lips and pull her closer. - for mature audiences -

(#2 book in the Dance series) Lea Rovera is a 24 y/o aspiring artist that has been inseparable from her best friend Estelle Beaufort at the Pink Rose stripclub for quite some time. Lea is a kind and caring person, yet she won't hesitate to stab her canvas with her paintbrush when she can't get a piece right. She's always prided herself on being truthful and transparent. However, everything changes when she encounters someone who challenges her to betray her own principles. Can she pursue her passion for art and achieve her goal of becoming an artist? Or will she continue to be held back by her ex's discouraging words, telling her to be realistic and give up on her dreams? ___________________________________________ Bethany Ellis, a 28 y/o highly skilled sniper and hacker, has faithfully served as Mallory Fedorov's right-hand for several years. She's the one who handles all the dangerous and messy tasks, ensuring her boss remains unharmed. To maintain her true identity as a hitman hidden from the world, Bethany has woven a complex web of lies and deceit. But everything changes when she meets a woman who threatens to unravel her carefully constructed lies. Will she manage to conceal her complex labyrinth of her mind's madness? Can she ultimately come to terms with her true self and find inner peace? TW: Sexual Explicit scenes, Mature content, Violence, Stalking, Knifeplay, Substance abuse, Homicide, Mental health topics, Illegal activities.

On your knees, Juliet, you are most lovely. You've given yourself to me. Allow me to prove to you why I am worthy of owning you. Follow Juliet as she navigates an ever changing world within the Palace, within the world and most of all, within herself. This is a spicy, dark and reflective novel. Read Juliet's Tryst first! [gxg, futa, possessive romance]

It is simple. I want you. Therefore, you are mine. The world was thrown into chaos when an enigmatic alien species landed onto Earth. Powerful beyond belief, humankind was at their mercy. Juliet has never met one of Them. After a chance encounter in a bookstore, she has to contend with a seductive, possessive, alien woman who will stop at nothing to make Juliet hers. [GxG, Possessive Romance]

She was the calm to her storm. She would set the entire world on fire but wouldn't let a flame get near her angel. Cover by : @anulekhakashyap

A simple waitress girl by the name of Charlotte want to jump town, but a calm, lethal mafia boss stood in her way of that. : : "What is this?" I questioned, wide-eyed, staring up at a grinning Isami. "That is us about to teach, little Kyle Hummock here a little lesson." Her fingertips moved from my throbbing chest to my quivering lips. Looking at Kyle, he was severely battered and gasping against the tight bound that kept his breath in. "Please let him leave." She giggled, and I focused my gaze on her dark eyes. "I want him to see me fuck you, little flower." Her sardonic chuckle rings around the room. "I want him to realize how much you are mine now."

"You don't want me to fuck you then?" She whispers, pulling me forward as her thigh presses against my core. "I need to find someone my own age" I whisper back, biting my lip to hide the moan that's trying to escape as she grinds her thigh on me. "Firstly, no one your age can fuck you like I do, let's get that straight, and second." Carmilla places her palm on Jane's bra, forcing a moan out of her. "Don't deny me of hearing your moans, Mon amour, or I'll have you bent over this desk before your pretty little mind can come up with an excuse" This is smutty, I can't lie. This book is not vanilla one bit, so be aware! lesbian thriller mafia kidnapping 18+ trigger warning: mention of rape violence blood torture weapons Some scenes depict heavy mentions of violence, viewer discretion is advised

"Is this what you wanted? To be taken from behind on my desk like a slut?" She demanded, tightening her grip around my hair, pulling my head back. "Look at me, Eden." My eyes met hers, and I almost shivered as I was met with the undeniable lust behind them that replaced her anger mere seconds ago. "I just like pissing you off, I guess." I smiled innocently, alluding to her previous question. Her eyes darkened, before letting go of my hair and grabbing my throat instead. I felt her fingertips trail over over my soaked underwear, and a moment later she brought one of my hands to my core, instructing me to hold the lace fabric to the side, as she began to slowly circle my wetness, before dipping two fingers inside me without warning. My eyes rolled back, a moan escaping my lips as I whispered her name. "God, my name sounds like a sin on your lips." She purred over me, curling her fingers inside me, while thumbing my dripping core. - An innocent waitress, a flirt of a mafia boss, and a relentless string of...well, problems. A fun little story to read, very gay, with plenty of romance, as well as - dare I say - humor. 🏅RANKINGS🏅 #2 lesbian #7 wlw

"Don't forget who had you on your knees, Zinovia," Sevan said, taking a long sip of her drink. Which I promptly snatched from her hand as soon as she lowered the glass from her mouth. "Don't forget all the power I held too," I said to her, not once glancing away from her darkened stare, "The mess I made of you milaya..." I trailed off, tilting my head as I openly analyzed her face, "It was pathetic really." Sevan smiled almost sadistically in response, "The mess you made of me?" she repeated the words in full amusement, "I'm still standing. 𝘊𝘢𝘯 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘴𝘢𝘺 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘢𝘮𝘦 𝘢𝘧𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘐'𝘭𝘭 𝘥𝘰 𝘵𝘰 𝘺𝘰𝘶?" ⋙⋙⋙⋙⋘⋘⋘ Power isn't just taken, it's earned, and Zinovia Kozlov is ready to claim what's hers. After her father's death, Zinovia steps up to lead the Russian mafia as its most feared and adored princess. But she's soon pulled into the dark world of Sevan Cortez, the woman who commands the entire mafia underworld. What starts as a power struggle between them quickly spirals into a twisted game of sex, manipulation, and deceit. But even Zinovia knows... You can't ruin, 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙧𝙪𝙞𝙣𝙚𝙙.