𝙎𝙝𝙚 𝙙𝙞𝙙𝙣'𝙩 𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙡𝙞𝙯𝙚 𝙞𝙩 𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙣, 𝙗𝙪𝙩 𝙨𝙝𝙚 𝙬𝙖𝙨𝙣'𝙩 𝙟𝙪𝙨𝙩 𝙘𝙤𝙢𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙗𝙖𝙘𝙠 𝙛𝙤𝙧 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙘𝙤𝙛𝙛𝙚𝙚. After walking away from her high-powered law career - and the grief that shattered it - 30 year old Vivian Hale retreats to the quiet coastal town of Rainwood, hoping to disappear. Leah Moreno, a warm-hearted barista with a restless soul, never expected to fall for the guarded woman who orders black coffee and says almost nothing. But what begins when quiet glances turns into something deeper. As seasons pass and walls come down, both women must face the question, Can love really be a place to begin again?

Professor x Student | WLW Claire Dover (20) is standing at the edge of something she can't name. It began with a single moment, an instinct to reach out, to care, before she even knew who the woman was. Just a stranger in the wrong place at the wrong time. She didn't expect to see her again. She didn't expect that the woman she pulled back from the road would later introduce herself as Professor Hartmann (39). And Lyn? She never meant to care. She is the kind of woman who carries old grief like a folded letter in her coat pocket. But Claire is all sharp glances, quiet presence, and impossible timing. Now, every look, every pause between words, threatens to unravel something they both try to hold together. A slow-burn sapphic love story about restraint, proximity, and all the things we feel before we can name them.

Fake love on screen. Real tension off it. Luna Grey has rules: no co-stars, no mess, no vulnerability. Sam O'Connell is the industry's newest wildcard. They're supposed to play lovers in the biggest queer film of the year. But the glances linger too long. The almost-kisses feel too real. And Hollywood is always watching. It's only acting... until it isn't.

"If I were able to steal the key to your heart, I would only use it when it needs some love... but it's hard since we're apart-it's got me wondering." - If You Were Mine, Minova ༶•┈┈୨♡୧┈┈•༶ In the flickering warmth of an old coffee shop-where the record player skips just enough to feel vintage and the air always smells like cinnamon and nostalgia-Arabella exists quietly. She's just a girl with chipped polish, thrifted sweaters, and a heart that loves a little too much in silence. Her days pass in a blur of steamed milk, soft indie music, and the same familiar faces. Until Sabrina Carpenter walks in. Velvet voice, honeyed eyes, famous smile-the kind of girl who belongs on billboards, not in a place like The Violet Hour. But she returns. Again and again. And Arabella starts to wonder if maybe the universe isn't as cruel as it seems. They speak in glances at first, in scribbled lyrics on receipts, in fingers that brush too long when coffee is handed over. Time slows. The air shifts. It's soft, but it's burning. And somewhere between espresso shots and midnight rain, Arabella falls-not just for Sabrina, but for the idea that maybe she could be someone's muse too. ༄ a story of slow touches, aching tension, & everything unsaid. ༄ a little broken, a little brave. ✦ content warnings: 18+ - smut, heavy yearning, soft cussing, public teasing, artistic angst, and just enough heartbreak to make the sweetness sting. ✧ aesthetic moodboard: ❝ foggy glass / lipstick on collars / tangled headphones / journal pages with hearts / whispered secrets / candlelight & cigarettes ❞ ༶•┈┈୨♡୧┈┈•༶ "If I could go outside and take you out, we could talk all night-you're all I think about." - If You Were Mine, Minova ✧ a tender storm dressed in flannel and stardust.

Veronika Koroleva Petrovna-Moscow's untouchable queen. The wealthiest, most powerful woman in Russia. A name that drips with arrogance, feared as much as it is revered. With a single glance, she ensnares. A presence so sharp it cuts. To her, people are nothing but pawns-disposable, forgettable, irrelevant. Trust is a currency too expensive to waste. Loneliness is not a curse; it is a necessity. No parents, no attachments, no weaknesses. Begging? Pleading? Nyet. That is beneath her. Luciana "La Reina" Monteserra-Madrid's deadliest shadow. A queen of ruin and carnage, cloaked in elegance. Cold. Calculating. Lacking even the pretense of empathy. She does not ask. She takes. What she touches, she owns. What she claims, she keeps. No one defies her. No one escapes her grasp. But Veronika? Veronika was the exception. The one thing she could never own.

Victoria Blackwell, a sharp and ambitious law professor, and Dr. Natalie James, a passionate architect with a PhD in architecture, have been rivals since their fencing days at competing schools. When their paths cross again at a prestigious university, old tensions reignite. Their contrasting teaching styles and opposing life philosophies fuel a relentless battle of wills, but beneath the surface, there's more than just rivalry at play-there's undeniable chemistry. As their animosity intensifies, so does the attraction neither expected. Their journey forces them to confront their past, their boundaries, and the complex connection between them.

At 42, Vivienne Hart is a literary legend-brilliant, ruthless with words, and impossible to get close to. It's been a decade since her last book, and she's made one thing clear: she has no interest in finishing it. Enter Emily Carter-28, sharp-tongued, and entirely unimpressed by Vivienne's reputation. She's been hired to do the impossible: get Vivienne to write again. Their partnership is a disaster from the start. Vivienne is cold, impossible, and infuriatingly controlled. Emily is reckless, relentless, and knows exactly how to get under her skin. What starts as creative clashes and late-night rewrites turns into something far more dangerous. A stolen glance. A lingering touch. A night that should never have happened. ___________________________ completed: 9th march'25

Sawyer spends every day trying to forget her past with casual sex. Every day until she receives a call from the sheriff of her hometown. Sawyer's best friend has gone missing and the odds of her return are slim unless Sawyer can do something about it. Hesitantly, she packs her bags and heads to the last place she wants to spend her winter break. Glassboro, California. Population: Small enough that she'd rather gouge her own eyes out than step foot in that dusty town. That is, until the girl who never noticed her before steps into her life and changes everything. Together, they pry at decade old mysteries and Sawyer realizes no one is safe from Glassboro's dark past and even darker secrets.

[AU] Coming out is easier when you've got someone by your side. At least that's how the hyper-private Lou Miller sees it. When her publicist suggests a good old-fashioned sham of a Hollywood relationship, Lou reluctantly agrees. And that's how the star of Jordan's Appeal, TV's highest rated legal drama, ends up with a fake girlfriend - Debbie Ocean

After the massacre of her previous masters, Seul-Ki is transferred to the Royal Palace to work for Queen Bae Joo-Hyun--an ice-cold Queen with an unreasonable attitude. Despite the reputation, Seul-Ki finds the Queen to be an enticing mystery, a feeling that is surprisingly reciprocated. Curiosity grows into passion, and a forbidden relationship begins to blossom between them amidst opposite forces: the Queen's duty to the King, a rising tension in the courts, and jealous wrath from the Concubine who vies for the King's attention. While Seul-Ki falls deeper and deeper in love with the woman she cannot have, the world around her spirals more and more into a political storm she cannot control. There is nothing she can do to protect the Queen, no matter how much she is willing to sacrifice for her. The world is cruel, and the Queen's maid is powerless. *A Korean historical romantic tragedy inspired by the iconic lesbian movie, The Handmaiden.* *** First written date: 15 Jul 2022 First published date: 15 Sep 2022 Completed date: 19 Jan 2023 Edited date: TBD Word Count: ~39,000 Cover done by @/adrian.dsgns on Instagram