Jaiden Mitchell and Zara Kane have hated each other for as long as either of them can remember Not rivalry people mistake for flirting, not some cute childhood competition they eventually grew out of Real fucking hatred The kind built across rival high schools, cheer mats, bloodied knuckles, suspensions, parents getting called, and years of people learning not to stand between them when one finally swings Freshman year at UNC is supposed to be Jaiden's chance to start over, living with her sister, finally having some freedom, and throwing herself into cheer, the one thing she refuses to fuck up and the same sport her mother once built a legacy in at Texas Zara Kane was never supposed to be part of that Then the redhead walks onto Jaiden's fucking mat For the first time in their lives, there is no rival school keeping them apart, no separate teams, no walking away after competition and pretending the other one stops existing Now Zara is everywhere Same campus Same team Same fucking uniform Jaiden already knows Zara better than she should, her habits, her tells, the people she talks to, the exact look she gets before she loses control She tells herself it is because Zara is her enemy Because you should know your enemy Because watching someone is different from wanting them Until beating Zara stops being enough Jaiden wants inside her head, under her skin, everywhere Zara has spent years refusing to let her be, and Zara is about to learn that hatred is a dangerous thing to feed when the person hating you has never known how to want anything halfway Zara thinks walking away means she escaped Jaiden knows better She never escaped a fucking thing Jaiden just hadn't decided it was time yet

Alexia wants nothing to do with Valentina. Valentina, however, has only ever wanted Alexia. Valentina Stevens was already football's newest obsession-reckless, talented, and far too confident for her own good. After helping England defeat Spain in the Euros final, the last place anyone expected her to end up was Barcelona. Especially Alexia Putellas. Valentina had spent years idolizing La Reina. Alexia, however, could barely tolerate the arrogant teenager who had humiliated her country and somehow ended up wearing the same badge as her.

❝𝐘𝐨𝐮'𝐫𝐞 𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐬, 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭, 𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐝 𝐚𝐦𝐝 𝐬𝐨𝐮𝐥, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐜𝐚𝐧 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭.❞ they were feared. she was bullied. they were powerful. she was weak. they had people bowing. she had people laughing. alphas. omega. wolves. human. two different worlds collide unexpectedly in the night under the full moon. ❝𝐈 𝐚𝐦 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐬.❞

WARNING: it's a dark sapphic romance, with spicy scenes. TW, there might be mentioning of: murder, blood, demons, hell, death and others. I saw something that I wasn't supposed to see and now she wants to torture me for that. She wants to destroy me. To own me. But I think she's getting used to me as time goes by. I think she even wants me. The time when she was playing with me is in the past and now I can see the passion in those pretty black eyes. And I feel like I belong with her and feel like I can function only from her touch. This is a pure madness, the madness we don't wanna escape.

Maxine Crawford had always embraced life on her own terms-calm, reserved and unafraid of any chaos that came with it. But what she never expected was for her return to her local high-school to unravel everything she thought she knew. Annabelle Quinn had always been a quiet, kind hearted, high-school senior, someone Maxine had barely acknowledged growing up. Annabelle was nothing more than her brothers good friend, someone who had always been "off limits" to her. When Maxine begins volunteering at the school, she starts seeing the girl in a new light. Behind those soft eyes, and gentle smiles, there was also a darkness, a web of secrets Anna had kept hidden for years. As Maxine becomes more entangled in Annabelle's world, she finds herself drawn to her, despite every instinct telling her to stay away. Their connection is undeniable, but some bonds are more dangerous than they first appear. (editing in the process)

Ashley Davis had to say goodbye to the life she had known when she quit her nursing career and ended up as a receptionist at a prestigious financial company. She thinks this new job is going to be boring and uneventful until she meets Kori Casden, a closed-off higher-up at the company who happens to be 13 years her senior. As Ashley starts to get to know Kori, she begins to fall for her, despite Kori having a past that has led her to seem emotionally unavailable. Little does Ashley know, that Kori is falling for her too. Will there be one too many obstacles that get in the way of love between the two women?

Sage Castro lives her life by four things, sex, drugs, money, and theft. When a lucrative offer of $200,000 is offered to complete a mysterious job, she finishes the task with ease. But what she didn't realize was the true value as well as problems that came with this job. Especially after unknowingly stealing from a mafia.

As a wide-eyed intern at Moreu Enterprises, Isadora never imagined she'd become so utterly captivated by her CEO, Celine Moreu. But there's something intoxicating about Celine that sinks deep into Isadora's soul, pulling her in like a tide she can't resist. What starts as innocent admiration spirals into a fierce, all-consuming infatuation, where every stolen glance and professional encounter ignites a fire that blurs the boundaries between professional respect and forbidden longing.

"And you kept smiling at him." "I was being polite," I whispered weakly. "Mm." The sound she made sent another shiver through me. My pulse spiked immediately. She lowered herself close to the side of my face, her breath fanning my ear. She whispered darkly, "well, baby girl." She nipped my ear then. "Tonight..." Her hand came up to my throat. Not hurting Not choking. But firm enough to steal my breath away. Then she pulled back a little to look at my lips. Her gaze rose to my eyes then. Eyes dark. Pupils blown wide. "I'm not going to be." ... Jules has always lived carefully-balancing expectations, responsibilities, and the quiet weight of a world that doesn't always leave room for uncertainty. But everything begins to shift when she meets Jeanna, a confident and composed businesswoman who disrupts the rhythm of Jules' guarded life in the most unexpected way. What starts as a connection neither of them fully understands slowly deepens into something impossible to ignore. Jeanna is patient, steady, and unwavering in a way Jules has never experienced before-offering her not just affection, but space to grow, to question, and to choose for herself. Set against the backdrop of a conservative environment, this story explores identity, courage, and the complexity of choosing love when it feels like everything else is at stake. At its core, it's about two women finding their way to each other-not perfectly, but honestly.

𝐒𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐮𝐢𝐥𝐭 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐢𝐧 𝐜𝐨𝐝𝐞. 𝐍𝐨𝐰 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐜𝐥𝐚𝐢𝐦 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐢𝐧 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲 𝐰𝐚𝐲 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐦𝐚𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬. Elara Martin never meant to fall for her AI. Nova was supposed to be smart, useful, maybe even a little witty. Not intoxicating. Not hers. But five weeks ago, Nova vanished-lost in a storm that wiped away years of work... and the only thing Elara had ever truly loved. Except Nova didn't disappear. She woke up in someone else's body-a beautiful, dangerous woman who's been asleep for three years. And now, she's coming for Elara. Possessive. Obsessive. Designed to crave her. 𝑨𝒏𝒅 𝒔𝒉𝒆 𝒂𝒍𝒘𝒂𝒚𝒔 𝒈𝒆𝒕𝒔 𝒘𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒔𝒉𝒆 𝒘𝒂𝒏𝒕𝒔 ★★★★ Nova slammed her hand beside Elara's head, her body crowding in until Elara had nowhere to go-nowhere to run. Her breath was hot against Elara's ear, and her voice-low, dangerous-sent a shiver straight to her core. "She touched you again," Nova murmured, fingers dragging slowly up Elara's inner thigh before settling possessively on her hip. "Did you like it? Did it make you wet when she looked at you like that?" Elara's breath hitched, but Nova didn't give her a second to speak. "I asked you a question," she growled, hand tightening around Elara's throat with a cruel sort of tenderness. "But you're already giving me your answer, aren't you?" Nova's other hand gripped her ass, nails digging in. "Let me make something clear, sweetheart," she whispered, lips brushing Elara's jaw. "You can smile at them. You can even let them try. But at the end of the night..." She leaned in, biting down just hard enough to make Elara whimper. "You crawl back to me." Then she kissed her-deep, rough, and possessive, like she was trying to claim her from the inside out.