Paige Bueckers has spent her entire life running toward pressure. Game-winning shots. National television. Sold-out arenas. Expectations that never stop. She's learned how to handle all of it. Then she meets Captain Avery Walker. At just 23 years old, Avery has already made history as the youngest fire captain in Texas-earning the respect of her crew through relentless work, steady leadership, and a willingness to be the first one through the door when lives are on the line. While Paige's biggest battles happen under arena lights, Avery's happen behind smoke and sirens. Their worlds couldn't be more different. One plays in front of thousands. The other saves strangers when no one is watching. A chance encounter in Dallas turns into late-night conversations, coffee after exhausting shifts, and a connection neither of them expected. As Paige adjusts to life in the WNBA and Avery shoulders the weight of leading a fire company, they discover that strength isn't just about carrying everyone else-it's about letting someone carry you, too. But fame brings attention, firefighting demands sacrifice, and loving someone whose phone can ring with an emergency at any moment isn't easy. Because sometimes the bravest thing either of them will do... ...is choose each other. ⸻ She spent her life chasing championships. She spent hers running into burning buildings. Neither expected to find home in the other.

After a very public cheating scandal ends her relationship with Paige, Azzi Fudd heads to Los Angeles for a private meeting with the Sparks and a Jordan event, hoping the trip gives her a chance to get away from the noise. Instead, one night out with KK introduces her to someone she never expected to meet. Sloane Stephens is older, recently divorced, and perfectly content with being on her own. Azzi isn't looking for anything either. But after meeting at a bar the night before Sloane's match, the connection between them becomes harder to ignore. Different worlds. Different stages of life. One unexpected attraction. And suddenly, LA doesn't feel like just a work trip anymore.

"Spread your legs for me." I climbed onto the mattress, heart pounding. I lay back and slowly opened my thighs, shutting my eyes tight because I knew how wet I was. The cool air hit my soaked panties, and I felt even more exposed. Andrea leaned down, hovering over me. Her lips pressed a small, almost gentle kiss to my neck. Then she whispered against my ear, breath warm, "I don't know what the fuck came over you tonight, Lalia, but don't ever do it again. Because there are repercussions, sweetheart." Her hands ran slowly down my thighs, fingertips tracing the sensitive skin. "These pretty thighs," she murmured. "Open your eyes, baby," she whispered. I opened my eyes, breathing hard. "Look at them. Look at what's between them. Look at your whole body. Do you see it?" I nodded. "They're mine," she said, voice low and possessive. "Every single limb. Every nerve. Every inch of your body is mine, Lalia. I don't want you to ever think they are not." ..... Lalia Bishop is tired of the pills, the white walls, and the careful way people talk to her like she's glass about to break. Diagnosed with borderline personality disorder after a suicide attempt, she's been in and out of psychiatric hospitals for years, cycling through therapists who either pity her, fear her, or grow frustrated with her unpredictability. None of them lasted until Dr. Andrea Cross.

A story about two lesbian ceo's and a little. - - - This story can be a stand-alone but if you have read Held in Violent Hands then this story takes place two years later. Cover is from pinterest - @ecliթše

4 college students living under one apartment. Stella and Camila are a couple, Riley goes little sometimes, what happens when Ivy starts to go little too? With doubts her best friends won't love her anymore without knowing it's all the couple ever wanted. Now navigating life with 2 littles, how could life get more chaotic. Until all 4 girls started realising, they had feelings for each other. More than best friends. This is their story, messy, complicated, confusing at times, but full of love. This is an age regression story, please bare that in mind!

When the Dallas Wings land the No. 1 pick, Azzi Fudd, everyone thinks they've had the best draft in franchise history. Then comes the No. 3 pick. Reese West. Six feet of swagger, sarcasm, and pure basketball talent. She's the rookie with a highlight reel that never ends, a mouth that never stops, and an attitude that somehow gets bigger with every game. She curses like a sailor, chirps at anyone who breathes in her direction, and has the entire league wondering whether she's the next face of the WNBA-or its biggest headache. She's also effortlessly hilarious, painfully attractive, and completely impossible to ignore. Paige Bueckers has spent her entire career staying composed, leading by example, and avoiding unnecessary drama. Reese West is unnecessary drama. From relentless trash talk at practice to locker room antics that leave everyone crying with laughter, Reese turns Paige's carefully organized world upside down. Every sarcastic comment, smug grin, and impossible game-winning shot makes it harder for Paige to remember one very important rule: Don't fall for your teammate. But as the season unfolds, the cocky rookie with the filthy vocabulary begins to reveal the loyal heart hidden beneath all the bravado. Behind the jokes, the confidence, and the endless one-liners is someone who would do absolutely anything for the people she loves. And somewhere between buzzer-beaters, road trips, technical fouls, and late-night conversations, Paige realizes the one person she swore she'd never fall for might just be the one she can't imagine living without. Because loving Reese West isn't easy. It's chaotic. It's loud. It's completely unpredictable. And it might just be the best decision Paige Bueckers ever makes.

When Skylar Yves, a seasoned concert security guard, reluctantly fills in for a high-profile client in San Francisco, she never expects a routine assignment to turn into something completely unexpected. Strong, observant, and fiercely independent, Skylar has always kept her personal life separate from her work until she crosses paths with Sabrina Carpenter

"Why are you mad at me?" I asked nervously, looking down. I didn't know it would make her mad that I had someone over to comfort me, i didn't want to call her so I won't annoy her. "Because Grace.." she said sighing "..I want you all for myself" --- Grace Rodriguez, an 18 year old girl that just moved to college. She doesn't have the best life, she suffers from depression and PTSD from things that happened to her in the past. Her high school years weren't good either.. She kept getting bullied by the same person. Rumors were made about her which made her lose every friend she ever had but she never knew what was the reason of that girl bullying her because Grace was always the quiet girl that kept a smile on her face even if she doesn't feel happy. Grace felt free when she finished her senior year, knowing she doesn't have to deal with her bully, Ellie Miller anymore but the unexpected happened to her when she goes to college.. Not only that she saw the person that bullied her in college..she has to stay in the dorm with her for the rest of the college years.. Intersex/g!p x fem girl This story will include: (warnings⚠️) -detailed sexual content -self harm/depression/PTSD -alcohol, drugs, weed etc. -mention of murder and death -sexual harassment/assault

"You're marrying me off to a... woman?" Hilaire has a big problem. Her father has arranged her to marry a woman, in a way that no rich family in this country has ever done. And, she has an even bigger problem. The woman that she is arranged to is Elena Void. A ruthless, dangerous and mean CEO two years her senior, who has definitely been up to some illegal shit to become the heir to VOID group, her own father's company. Maybe, Hilaire would've been able to overlook all of that. Maybe, if it weren't for the fact that Elena is the same girl who stole her crush away in senior year of high school, when poor quiet Hilarie was just a sophomore. The crush in question, Vera Sorax, who Hilarie is still very much in love with, and who Elena is still very much dating. Or, that one time Hilarie married the scary girlfriend of her terrifyingly attractive crush, and it all became a fight for money, succession and power. --- Published 8th of January 2024 Completed 29th of July 2024 (re-complete 15.11.2024) Lesbian Polyamorous

CeoxAssistant|gxg|slowburn|15 years age gap He leaned over her desk for fourteen minutes. Amalia didn't remember his name by the time Nadia was done with her. "What's his name?" "I don't knowww" Amalia whined. "Good girl." She wiped the smudged lipstick from Amalia's mouth with her thumb like a statement. Then walked the entire length of the office, poured water, walked back. Set it down. Amalia looked at it. Looked at Nadia. Raised both shoulders toward her ears and turned her face away. "You're being ridiculous, Amalia." But Amalia didn't budge. Nadia picked her up. Sat back down with Amalia settled against her, tipped the glass to her lips, kissed her once between every sip. Unhurried. Like this was completely reasonable. It was the most spoiled thing Amalia had ever allowed. She allowed all of it. "More." she said when the glass was empty. "Brat." "Your brat." Nadia didn't answer. She didn't have to. She just went to get more water. Amalia Peters. 20. Never carried her own bag. Never pumped her own gas. Never eaten a meal that wasn't placed in front of her like an offering. Beautiful. Brilliant. Completely aware of both. Then June took her parents and left her in a house so quiet she talked to empty chairs. She got a job not because she needed money because the silence was unbearable. She pouted through the entire interview. Got hired anyway. Nadia Crane. 35. Looks 25. Stopped being flattered by that around thirty. On paper - CEO. Empire builder. Never raises her voice. Off paper - cargo that moves at night. Contracts nobody signs twice. A stillness that has ended careers, companies, and at least three men's entire futures. She runs several companies. Only some are legal. She watched Amalia Peters sigh at a waiting room chair like it had wronged her ancestors. And hired her on the spot. Her parents spoiled her. Her boss ruined her beyond repair. #1 in spoiled. #1 in intersex. #1 in gl. #1 in lesbianlgbt #1 in sapphic