Hate. Detest. Despise. These words were the only way that Adaline Emery and Juliette Kingston could possibly describe their relationship, or lack thereof. They are both polar opposites. Juliette is the popular, rich queen bee while Adaline is the hard working nerdy misfit. They only had one thing in common...they both loathed eachother. ¥ ¥ ¥ Start date- 10/08/2022. Highest rankings achieved so far: -#1 in Aesthetic -#1 in girlxgirl -#1 in bisexual -#1 in Poc -#1 in wlw -#1 in lesbianromance Disclaimer: Plagiarism is a crime, no explicit permission is given by me to republish, convert, or translate this book under any circumstances.

Everything was gone. I sobbed, my clothes ripped and I was bleeding, but it didn't matter. I had to get to her, to them. Had to find- Struggling to stand, I grasped my side, biting back the scream that wanted to escape. I looked down at my hands and red coated them, blurring together until I couldn't see anything anymore. I squeezed my eyes shut, forcing my panicked breathing to slow, until I felt in control of myself again. It had been so long, I thought as I turned my peeling and dry face to the sun, my fingers shaking as I struggled to make sense of them. For so long, I'd been a wolf, cursed. All that I was, or could've been had been reduced to nothing but an animal driven by instinct, bloodlust, thousands of lives met their ends at the edges of my razor sharp claws. I had no idea where I was, how much time had passed. My fingers touched something hard in the sand, and a jolt of information went through me as Queen Azalea's sword, gleamed as I pulled it free. My heart started to pound as sun glinted off of the blade, reflecting back at me. I nearly dropped the metal when I saw myself. I took a second look and saw white hair, caked with dirt, and yellow eyes, blue veins sparking in their depths. All at once, I remembered who I was. I remembered why I was here, how much time had passed. I am Azalea Marie Albescu, The Queen Alpha. A false queen sits on my throne, controls what's mine. I would have to make my way back to my pack, my family, and my home, if still there. I would rise again, as I had before, and reclaim what belongs to me. DISCLAIMER: AS WITH MANY OF MY STORIES, I DO IMPLICATE SITUATIONS OF SEXUAL ASSAULT/ABUSE. Not in any way do I intend to glamorize this behavior, I write about these delicate and painful situations because I myself relate to them and will always fight for survivors, including myself. Thank you for your understanding and if you are in any way uncomfortable reading these stories, I encourage you to look elsewhere.

She gripped his collar with both hands and tugged him forward. Snap. He went in for the kiss. Snap. Their lips met and I felt all of my financial problems just instantly dissipate. Snap. *** For Luciana Fields, taking pictures is a lifestyle: a hobby, a job, a future. Working for the paparazzi had never posed much of a moral dilemma for her; it paid the bills, and that was really all that mattered. But when Luciana meets Jamie West, things begin to change. Suddenly she's stuck battling her moral conscience and her financial problems and she's willing to do anything to avoid choosing a side, including act as Jamie's personal assistant. What she initially deems a job to pay the bills becomes so much more. With every menial task comes a piece of the puzzle that is Jamie West's life. It's up to Luciana to put them all together and discover new perspectives on her own life along the way.

Eighteen year old Rowan Harris has it all; the brains, the looks, the charm, and a coveted spot in the world's most exclusive film school. There's just one problem: Rowan's life might not be as perfect as she'd like you to think, and her glamorous new teacher is no stranger to secrets. With everything on the line, things are about to get a lot more complicated. - disclaimer: language, general moral ambiguity, mature themes, underage drinking, drug use/abuse, mentions of sexual assault and physical/psychological child abuse, etc. parts of this story are very dark, so read at your discretion! HIGHEST RANKINGS #1 studentxteacher #1 lesbian #1 gxg #1 lesbianromance #2 girlxgirl #2 in lesbianfiction

in which a blind woman falls in love with a very gay modern medusa (Copyright © 2018 by vanillaVDE)

'"If she's somehow convinced you that she doesn't control you then she's exercised the greatest control of all," she says so tiredly it makes me immediately conscious of how naive I've been. "She decides your every move."' When the adult population of the Herel Plain, a small country known equally for its film industry and repressive government, is decimated by a civil war, the state sets up an auction system to distribute the newly orphaned youth into American foster homes. The so-called "Pageant" separates Savannah from the brother she has raised and places her in the hands of a violent, brooding entrepreneur and his wife, a callous and alluring college professor, who enlist her - along with their thirteen year old daughter Laurencia and their irreverent, young assistant, Nasrine - as a dealer in the high-end American drug trade. When Nas comes to her with an unthinkable scheme to take off with the money, Savannah sees her opportunity to be reunited with her brother and give him the life they never had. To run away is all she ever wanted, but when the moment finally strikes, something about her new employer makes her want to stay. COVER ART by the wonderful @celaestial; thank you thank you thank you from the bottom of my heart, friend!

Lalisa and Chaeyoung haven't seen each other in five years. They haven't even even heard each other's voices, or that's what Chaeyoung thinks. One day she makes the wrong or right decision to talk about their past. Original author: © Titanium22