​"What happens when your 'once-in-a-lifetime' girl is actually the 'one-in-a-billion' pop star you're obsessed with?" Parker Green is a professional over-thinker and a dedicated archivist of things that don't belong to her. At twenty-eight, her life is a mess of dusty maps and a secret Twitter fan account for Athena-the world's most elusive, masked pop sensation. ​After a brutal breakup caused by her "unhealthy obsession" with a woman who wears a gold mask and never shows her forehead, Parker's friends give her an ultimatum: Get a real life, or lose your mind. ​Enter Nicole. She's stunning, she's mysterious, and she's sitting at Parker's favorite pub. For the first time in years, Parker feels a spark that has nothing to do with fan theories or music videos. But as their romance blooms, Parker has to hide her massive shrine to Athena to avoid looking like a total psycho. ​The only problem? Nicole has a mask of her own. A literal one. Because Nicole is Athena. ​In a world of secret identities, high-stakes fame, and embarrassing fan-girl moments, can a relationship survive when it's built on a lie? Or will the truth be the one thing that brings the curtains down?

Valerie Stone is a visionary, a billionaire, and a terrifying boss. She can negotiate a merger in her sleep, but she can't name her daughter's favorite color. ​Chloe Davis is her executive assistant. She is underpaid, overworked, and currently heartbroken after her girlfriend dumped her for being "married to the job." ​For six years, the dynamic has been simple: Chloe knows everything about Valerie. She knows her coffee order, her ex-husband's trigger points, and exactly how to calm down Valerie's son during a panic attack. Valerie knows nothing about Chloe. Not her dreams, not her heartache, and certainly that Chloe is into women. ​But when a crisis forces the Ice Queen to rely on her assistant for more than just spreadsheets, the walls begin to crumble. Valerie is about to discover that the woman holding her life together is the only mystery she can't solve-and the only one who can melt the stone around her heart.

In the relentless world of elite figure skating, Faith fights for perfection on the ice while battling insecurities. Under the sharp eye of Eteri Tutberidze , tension simmers between discipline and desire, ambition and emotion. As pressure mounts, Faith must decide what kind of strength she wants to embody - and what she's willing to sacrifice to rise. And she must face her unwanted feelings towards the one person she should never love. Eteri. Trigger Warnings (TW) • Minor Bullying (verbal harassment, body shaming) • minor mention Body image issues • Death of a parent

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