[Completed] Lemonade and Other Gay Shit: an essentially plotless compilation of random conversations and text messages between two lesbians. Lemon \'le-mən\ (n.) : a product that does not work the way it should "Did you know that you can light shit up with lemons?" "Why would you light shit up? How the fuck do you e...
[Completed] Sometimes, exes come back, and so do forgotten feelings. And if the universe hates you enough, it's your girlfriend's first love who shows up. And as much as you try not to, you end up screwing up. Then your once guarded and secure 2-year relationship ceases to feel that way anymore. It's always been abou...
"It's not every day that one can say their hot roommate is also their American History teacher..." Sam's never had an easy life. Whether she's battling the nightmares of her dysfunctional past, attempting to dodge expulsion (for the second time), or trying to outrun her problems, trouble just seems to follow her ev...
~TeacherXStudent/ GirlXGirl~ Sam never had an easy life, and as she battles with the memories of her dysfunctional past she also has to battle the sexual tension she has for her hot History teacher, Miss Adams. When her older brother brings home a familiar pretty face, Sam's life turns completely upside down as strugg...
At the ripe age of twenty-seven, Nokomis Reed's love life has come to a screeching halt -- which is why when her mother nominates her to be a contestant on a reality TV show, she reluctantly says yes. Nokomis soon finds herself in a strange new world, living in a house with twenty other women, each vying for the atten...
"Are you... lost?" Someone asked, her tone impatient. I stopped scanning the room to find the woman behind the voice. I blinked. She had the most luminous blue eyes I had ever seen. Even in the dim glow of the bar they glowed brightly, like her pupils were some type of smooth stone at the bottom of a clear blue ocean...
"So." She mused, sliding one black nail across her lip in a sensual caress as she stared at me with eyes the color of molten gold. "You are the one they call Huntress." Disregarding the pain in my side from the most recent beating, I straightened my shoulders and stood tall, my chin jutting out in defiance. "Yes." "...
***GirlXGirl Romance*** Living in New York you learn to keep up with the quick pace of the city, myself included. I was never the one to stop and smell the roses, but that was until I met her on that dull September afternoon. Her eyes were light and dark at the same time, as if a devil and an angel lived inside of her...