[2024 WATTYS WINNER] Data predicts they will fail. Their hearts say otherwise. In a world sliced in two by a violent, massive wall, there are only two choices: struggle for survival in the dead lands of the Other Side, or surrender your identity to the data-driven Reg Society. When Grace Hayes and her brother Michael decide to cross the wall into the Reg Society, they have no idea an explosion will tear their world apart, leaving Michael stranded on the Other Side. Grace, now alone in a high-tech "paradise", is assigned as a Naval Officer. Her mission? Protect the wall. Her reality? A cold, blue-eyed superior, Heather Anderson, the woman who closed the gates the day of the attack and left her brother behind. Getting close to Heather might be the only way to uncover the truth and bring Michael back. But in a society where memories can be bought, altered, or erased, trust is a dangerous game, and falling for the enemy was never part of the plan. 𝔽𝕖𝕒𝕥𝕦𝕣𝕖𝕕: ⚡Romance reading list - @project_Athena ⚡ ★彡[ᴀᴡᴀʀᴅꜱ:]彡★ ⚡2025 Happiness Awards - Thrid place - LGBTQ+ Category⚡ ⚡2024 WATTYS WINNER⚡ ⚡2024 GemStone Book Awards - First Place - Sci-fi Category ⚡ ⚡2024 Zelicaon Awards - Second Place - LGBTQ+ Category ⚡ ⚡Adorn Award Book - Second Place - Romance Category⚡ ⚡The Crown Awards - Third Place - Adventure Category⚡ ⚡Qualified Queerverse activity #FreeTheWriting⚡

Callie comes right out of a break up that left her questioning a few things. The only thing she doesn't question is whether or not to tell her parents about this. They warned her about dating a bi-woman and Callie surely won't admit that they were right. A little desperate to figure out what to do when her parents visit for New Years Eve and expect to meet her girlfriend, Callie gets run over by a stranger who might need her help just as much. But is fake-dating really what Callie wants and needs right now? She's over being in relationships that don't work but she doesn't really have any other choice. Her life gets complicated though, when she figures out that her fake relationship might spark up real feelings. up real feelings.

An EmiBonnie Fanfiction. Bonnie Patterson just wanted cheap rent-not a ghost wife. After accidentally activating a forgotten ritual, she finds herself bound to Emi Klein, a grumpy, overprotective ghost general who still thinks she's fighting a war. Now Bonnie has to deal with: a jealous spirit with a sword, a haunted house that won't let her leave, and the inconvenient fact that she's falling in love with someone who's already dead. GENRE: Sapphic Supernatural Romcom • Historical Fantasy • Modern Romance • Action-Drama • Forced Marriage • Ghost x Human

When uptight corporate lawyer Elena "Ellie" Rivera is forced into a week-long vacation at a quirky lesbian bed & breakfast, she never expected to fake-date the infuriatingly hot, free-spirited chef-owner Marisol "Mari" Delgado to save the inn from foreclosure. What starts as a ridiculous publicity stunt for "Lesbian Love Week" turns into stolen kisses in the kitchen, whipped-cream disasters, and a very real, very steamy romance that has Ellie questioning everything-including her claim that she's "totally straight."

One girl, haunted by demons she never asked for. One girl, holding onto a dream with bleeding hands. One girl, clinging to a life she never was supposed to survive. One girl-and one infuriating woman she was never meant to meet. Aurora Winters, 18, soft-spoken and sweet like spring rain, begins her second last first day of senior year. The wreckage of a car crash last Christmas stole what little safety she had left-leaving her in the bitter care of an aunt who never wanted her and a man who only knows cruelty. Bruised, quiet, alone and unraveling, Aurora is trying to survive the storm. But survival becomes complicated when a certain woman enters the picture. Valentina M. Harlow, 37, new to this part of town, new to the school, old to the weight of the world. Once a sweet girl who ached to be seen, now a woman shaped by silence and cold resolve. Sharp-tongued, guarded, emotionally untouchable, manipulative and entirely disinterested in attachments. She is the oldest daughter who walked away-from blood and businesses, from love, from everything that broke her. It's been seven years since she last let herself feel. And she likes it that way. Until Aurora. What begins as uneasy glances and sharp conversations becomes something far harder to ignore. Valentina sees the pain in the girl's eyes. The bruises beneath the surface. And suddenly, the woman who feels nothing is faced with a choice: walk away as she always has, or reach out-risking everything. This is a tale of longing and danger, where hearts shatter, wounds heal, and reopen. Again and again. A story of two women who were never meant to orbit, yet crash into each other anyway. A story of it all. Of longing that feels like ruin. Of aching that feels like home. Of broken things that refuse to stay broken. A slow unraveling, a dangerous pull. A love that could save-or destroy-them both. Maybe they'll piece themselves back together. And set the world on fire, together.

Yep, JayGin not GinJay. This is a fanfic. She paid to be kidnapped for freedom. She accidentally hired a woman who had no idea what she was doing. Seven days later... neither of them wants to be rescued. Genre: Sapphic Romance • Romantic Comedy • Fake Dating / Forced Proximity • Light Drama (Family Trauma, Healing) • Action (Light Thriller Elements)

Just as Annabeth's hands reached to grab the back of her jacket, Sonya pivoted smoothly, one arm coiling around Annabeth's waist like a whip. There was a sharp gasp-Annabeth's-and then her spine slammed against the edge of the bar, the breath knocked clean from her chest. Sonya's forearm pressed hard across her collarbone, pinning her in place with infuriating ease. "If you wanted my attention, sugar, all you had to do was ask," Sonya murmured, her voice sultry and rough, lips inches from Annabeth's. "Get off me," Annabeth snarled, squirming beneath her hold. Sonya arched a brow, leaning in even closer until her body molded against the younger woman's-thigh to thigh, hip to hip. "You're feistier than the girls next door," she whispered against the shell of Annabeth's ear, her breath hot. "Careful now, Anna. I've always had a thing for resistance." Annabeth jerked against her, face twisting in rage. "Let. Me. Go. You stink of whiskey and whores," she spat, kicking against Sonya's shin. Sonya didn't flinch. "Say please," she drawled, her voice silk and steel, utterly unbothered. "Manners go a long way in this town." "Never," Annabeth hissed.

I was too young to remember when the world finally fell. I grew up out here, living off the wilderness and content to survive the rest of my life in solace. Don't get me wrong, it was dangerous. It is dangerous for a woman to be alone out here. I never needed anyone. Until my little woodland paradise was torn down, and I was chased out of it, right into the arms of the three women I'd worked my hardest to avoid crossing paths with. The Savage Sisters. Aka: Sable Savage. Arielle Davenport. And Lucille Winter. Not related by blood, but bound by it all the same. Beautiful, terrible, and ferocious, they traversed the ruined cities like wriaths, cutting down all who oppose them. I knew I was a gonner the second I slammed into Sable's back, and ended up on my own half a second later. Yeah, buckle up, because this is fixing to be a wild ride. !! THIS BOOK CONTAINS MATERIAL PROBABLY NOT SUITABLE FOR INDIVIDUALS UNDER THE AGE OF 16 !!

When 𝐌𝐢𝐚 𝐊𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐭𝐡 has to move back to Cedarsville, the perfect, glittering village of her childhood, she expects to pick up right where she left off: rich, admired, untouchable. But Cedarsville remembers, and so does 𝐀𝐮𝐛𝐫𝐞𝐲 𝐖𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐛𝐫𝐨𝐨𝐤. Once, they were inseparable: two girls building worlds in a treehouse, dreaming about forever. Until Aubrey kissed her, and Mia called it gross, and everything broke. Mia's family whisked her away to England. Aubrey stayed behind to become the outcast everyone whispered about. Now, six years later, Mia's back. Aubrey's still the same: clever, sharp, a little desperate to be seen, and Mia's still pretending she feels nothing at all. It's not a love story. It's obsession, humiliation, revenge, and the kind of attention that burns more than it heals. They destroy each other slowly, intimately.
Because somewhere deep down, they both think it's what they deserve.

Sara has had a hard life. Going from foster home to foster home is not easy, especially if the homes are not friendly. She is used to beatings, fights, sexism and inequality. It seems the only thing keeping her going is to protect her foster sister from the scumbags who wish to do harm. So it becomes a difficult task for her to adapt to her new home. Not because of a poor neighborhood but because her new home is owned by a wealthy and extremely nice family. By using her odd behavior, Sara must cope with this new and weird environment in hopes that they could settle for her sister's sake.