(under revision) Caitlyn was the only heir to the throne born because her mother passed away. Left to live in the shadows of her castle, her father only worried about teaching her what he believed was important to rule. He didn't remarry to try for a son, bitter and more powerful than ever. Because he had nothing to lose, not even his own daughter at times. Caitlyn and him drifted apart even more than they were before. Especially as he started treating her solely as an object for his use. Leading her to need some type of escape, some type of fun again. And as her skills in her shot, her strength, and her wit increased. So did her confidence and her will to win, leading her to start sneaking out of the castle gates. Almost every night scaling the buildings and walls to watch the night life in the upper city. Until one night when an incident occurs, causing her to accidentally run into someone. Revealing herself to a complete stranger. Knowing full well that a predicament would arise if that ever happened, she fumbles her way through compromise and bargains to get off easy. But of course, life throws you curve balls and nothing is ever easy. But maybe...maybe that's for the better. ⚠️This is a mature story with mature themes and scenes. Reader discretion advised if you have a sensitivity to abuse, descriptions of injury/light gore, blood, and sex.⚠️ (I never thought I would bring this story from Ao3 to Wattpad...but I'm at home sick and being forced to isolate from my roommates. Please check out my other Violyn stories on ao3 if you like this one!) Top Ranks: #1 in Violyn (1-1-23, 3-4-24, 5-24-24, 3-14-25) #1 in Piltover's Finest (6-12-23) #1 in Caitlyn Kiramman (8-15-23) #1 in Modern Fantasy (11-25-24)

Because nobody knows about her, Ashley takes her brother's identity to take revenge on the people who caused her brother's death, while trying to understand the kind of life her brother's living every day. Her heart was filled with anger and hatred. She was willing to do anything, including changing her own "appearance" and sacrifice her own life as a woman. However, her plan for revenge is not as easy as one might think, because there is Jessica Huttington, who secretly disrupt her revenge plans. ✄┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈ Content advisory: This story may contain scenes that are triggering for some readers. Descriptions are available in story details and within chapters where scenes occur. It may contain graphic descriptions and strong language and may be confronting and disturbing. Reader discretion is advised.

On a snowy night in Hage a baby is left at the local church steps by a woman in blue cloak.

You were 21 years old and have been a fan of Camila Cabello for a total of five years. You have a fan account on Instagram that's racked up over 20k followers, and it was just a random Thursday; the day you normally do your weekly live when something out of this world happens. Something that changes your life forever. 'CamilaCabello joined your live!' 'CamilaCabello followed you!' *this book is basically just a bunch of fluff*

Y/n yln was at the Met Gala when she ran into Olivia Rodrigo. This is a y/n story. Yea, and basically y/n played spiderwoman and a bunch of other roles so yea. I hope you like it 👍 (also y/n is a masc lesbian) and I am aware of how bad the first vile chapters are 🧍

𝗜𝗡 𝗪𝗛𝗜𝗖𝗛 𝘆/𝗻, 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗯𝗮𝗿𝗶𝘀𝘁𝗮, 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗼𝗹𝗶𝘃𝗶𝗮 𝗿𝗼𝗱𝗿𝗶𝗴𝗼 𝗳𝗮𝗹𝗹 𝗶𝗻 𝗹𝗼𝘃𝗲 𝗮𝗳𝘁𝗲𝗿 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗽𝗼𝗽 𝘀𝘁𝗮𝗿 𝗴𝗲𝘁𝘀 𝘀𝘁𝗼𝗼𝗱 𝘂𝗽.

I did not right this story but I figur i would share some of my favorite stories with you all

Jackie pushed open the door and pulled Catherine into her arms. When they slowly broke their embrace, Catherine cupped Jackie's neck with her hands and then kissed her deeply, with a passion that she never fully let herself release before. Jackie started moving Catherine towards the bed. When they got to the edge, Jackie stepped back slightly and reached for the bottom of Catherine's shirt; gently tugging it up over her head. "You're so beautiful," she whispered before kissing her again. Without breaking their kiss, Jackie gently laid Catherine down on the bed as she straddled her. Catherine grabbed Jackie's shirt and slowly pulling it up over head. Jackie then leaned forward and put her hands down on the bed, hovering over Catherine. "I'm scared," Catherine whispered, as a single tear rolled down her cheek. Jackie could feel Catherine's heart racing against her own chest, as she lay on top of her. She brought her hand up to Catherine's face and wiped away the tear. Then placed her hand over Catherine's. "Don't be," Jackie whispered. She then leaned down and kissed Catherine. Story Description: A year ago, Catherine got asked to leave her job as a psychology professor at a college in Bloomington because there have been speculations going around about her romantic relationship with a student (Jackie Kirk). Jackie also had to leave college because she got the main part in a new upcoming film. Fast forward a year, Jackie and is now a famous actress, especially well known for her movie Neptune 26. Catherine Stark finished writing her article on the Theory of Self-Denial and got invited to go back to Stanford University to talk about her article. Both Catherine and Jackie crossed paths again and realised that they both really love each other. Due to Jackie being a famous celebrity, will her celebrity fame stop her relationship with Catherine? **NOTE: This story is based after the ending of the movie Bloomington (2010).

Just some one shots of tibbles and kibbles behind the scenes i guess! Ideas I couldn't add to the story but I absolutely love! SOCIAL MEDIA + Real Life

Ever wondered what it feels like having a hot lesbian mom? Ask my boyfriend. When Grace Jones met Josh, the search is over. She found the man of her dreams. And everything was bound to be perfect. That is until she met his mother. Successful, striking, and beautiful, Elena Richards. Whom before meeting him, hooked up with her. Would Grace be able to put her one lesbian sex night (a.k.a. the best sex she's ever had) in the past and move on to the future with the man of her dreams? Or Elena just might be the right woman for her.