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If you're les and single and a weeb. Read my book. ;) Nah jk~ Enjoy;)

"I promised him, no matter what. I'm going to protect you!"-From (Y/N) to Violet Two soldiers, both in the war at such a young age. Both were treated as just a tool, one was crueler than the other. One knew from right to wrong, from righteous to erroneous. But the other had no clue, one followed orders. Well the other questioned, almost hesitated in others. One was related to the Major, even earning the rank Captain, at such a young age. The other was one that followed the orders of the Major and the Captain. This is a story of how (Y/N) Bougainvillea and Violet Evergarden's love blossomed. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ I don't own Violet Evergarden, but I do own the plot and the story. And I guess you own yourself.. Yuri Girl x Girl Female reader Enjoy(*'꒳'*)

It was late, almost midnight and I was still up studying for all my college classes. I have a lot of things on my mind, classes and homework. But also a bad breakup I had with my high school sweetheart, she told me that she was cheating on me with this girl named Morgan. I tried to lose all human contact with my ex, I blocked her on every app I had her on. I really tried my best to take her off my mind, but could never bring myself to stop remembering how she cried when I officially said we were over. Still holding my pencil in my hand, gripping it too tight, to the point my knuckles turned white. I suddenly got a knock at my apartment door, which brought me out of my daze. Startled and quite suspicious, I carefully grabbed my pocket knife from the counter and stuffed the object into my joggers. I unlocked the door and took a deep breathe before turning the door knob, to open the door. There, stood the girl who I broke up with two weeks ago. She's dressed in a blue sweater and black leggings that was soaked from head to toe. She looked down, like she was ashamed of what she just did. I pulled my gaze down to the toddler that was in her hands, fast asleep even if it was pouring outside. "(Y/N)" Her voice was quiet, but still as beautiful and pretty as ever. I gulped, quite nervous actually. "Yeah...?" I asked having my nervousness show though. "Can you help me with something..?" ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ I do not own the Fate series, this anime belongs to Type-Moon. Go support the real creator, I just own the story. There will be yuri, girl x girl. Female reader Enjoy(*'∀｀*)

Most of my High school life I have been pretending to be a guy, mostly because I was afraid of rejection from the girl I fell in love with.

This is a girlxfuta story if you don't like that kind of thing please do not comment. However, if you do please read on to discover what happens to R, Amelia, and Nicole on their tension filled journey. Remember nothing is as it seems.

This story is not lewd, or sexual like my other works. It's a very short love story about a girl and a witch.

Vanessa, forced to go on a retreat to make her mother fit in, gets much worse than a 'vacay in the sun'. Their private plane goes down, the pilot's a goner, and now they're stranded on an island. This island is just like the back woods she was raised in long before her family became rich. With seven women who'd never set foot on wild terrain outside a controlled hike, she's got a lot on her plate. It quickly becomes clear that Vanessa is in her element. She's strong, thinks on her feet, and beautiful. Before she'd been just another trust fund princess. Now, it's hard not to fall for Vanessa the survivor. Trapped on an island full of hormones, and raised tensions. Vanessa finds herself entangled in more than she bargained for.

There she was, in all her beauty and glory, wrapped in a robe. Oh, how smooth her hair must be. How silky her skin must be. Oh, how I want to fuck her with all my might until I feel satisfied. I ran my hand from my breast to my stomach until I reached my twitching member. I bit my lip to stop from moaning. Gosh, I'm so hard and so wet right now. I can't stop myself. PS. Please don't copy my story.