Girslove Stories

"Where Warm Lights Stay" Jenny Kim lost everything the day her mother died. Her home. Her stability. Her sense of belonging. Left alone with debt and grief, Jenny learns to survive - working endless shifts, swallowing humiliation, and pretending she's stronger than she feels. Her world becomes quiet, heavy, and painfully small. Until one night... she walks into a small bar. And meets Carol Park. Carol is everything Jenny is not - confident, fearless, magnetic. She owns the room without trying. She laughs easily. She lives freely. And yet, behind her cool composure lies a loneliness no one notices. Jenny was only supposed to stay for a glass of water. But somehow, Carol notices her. Not her uniform. Not her exhaustion. But her. What begins as simple kindness slowly becomes something neither of them expected - something gentle, intoxicating, and terrifying at the same time. But love is never simple. Not when Carol has someone from her past who never stopped loving her. Not when Jenny is still learning how to believe she deserves to be loved at all. Not when both of them are afraid of losing the fragile peace they've finally found. This is a story about healing. About finding warmth in unexpected places. About the quiet moments that change everything. And about two women who never meant to fall in love - but did anyway. Sometimes, the person who saves you... is the one you were never looking for.

Mais de 100 anos após o genocídio que quase apagou os Nômades do Ar da história, uma nova dobradora surge fora de qualquer linhagem, templo ou tradição. Sorae não herdou o ar, ela o conquistou. Serena e perigosamente livre, Sorae acredita que estruturas de poder, reinos, conselhos... até mesmo o Avatar, são correntes disfarçadas de ordem. Para ela, liberdade verdadeira só existe quando ninguém está acima de ninguém. Enquanto isso, a jovem Avatar chega à Cidade República determinada a provar que pode restaurar o equilíbrio num mundo que já não se curva facilmente à ideia de um salvador. Impulsiva, orgulhosa e acostumada a enfrentar problemas com os punhos, Korra encontra uma realidade diferente: uma cidade política, industrial, fragmentada e uma dobradora de ar que não reconhece sua autoridade espiritual. Sorae não gosta de Korra. Korra não gosta de Sorae. Para Sorae, o Avatar é a maior contradição do mundo moderno: uma única pessoa com poder suficiente para decidir o destino de todos. Para Korra, Sorae é arrogante, desrespeitosa e perigosamente radical, alguém que domina o ar, mas distorce seus princípios tradicionais com um estilo agressivo, direto e nada evasivo. O problema? Korra ainda não domina o ar. E Sorae é a única capaz de ensiná-la. Forçadas a conviver, as duas entram em choque constante: disciplina contra rebeldia, tradição contra anarquia, dever contra liberdade absoluta. Mas enquanto a tensão cresce dentro da Cidade República, uma nova ameaça começa a se formar nas sombras, uma que explora exatamente aquilo que ambas representam. Entre rajadas cortantes e debates filosóficos, nasce uma pergunta perigosa: O que é mais essencial. Ordem... ou liberdade?

It's been 29 years since someone lit the Black Flame Candle and resurrected the 17th-century Sanderson sisters. After ignoring a fortune teller's warning and, hence, bringing back the ravenous sisters, it will be up to three high-school students to stop them from wreaking a new and more powerful kind of havoc on Salem before dawn on All Hallow's Eve. And while Salem is being saved again from wicked witches, the forces of friendship and love are also at stake.

When fame is given will love has chance? When everything around you is perfect but it makes you numb, will you still choose the "right" thing that most people ask you to or rather Escape the "you" they know so you can live on your own.

Kia Natividad never planned to fall in love, not while juggling tuition fees and family mess she never asked for. But one lonely night, she stumbled into Leomatch, a random dating bot on Telegram that promised nothing... yet gave her everything. That's where she met Brook Lim, a soft masc with a warm smile, gentle words, and a heart big enough to hold all of Kia's noisy dreams and quiet fears. From awkward 2 AM chats to secret campus coffee dates, they fell for each other in ways they never thought possible. But love isn't always enough. When Kia's world fell apart debts, family pressure, lost dreams - she pushed Brook away, believing she had to break her own heart to save what's left of herself. They thought that was the end. It wasn't. Years passed. Jobs changed. People came and went. They tried to forget but the universe kept pulling them back together, one accidental glimpse, one drunken kiss, one last chance. This is a story of soft nights, harsh mornings, messy break-ups, and quiet forgiveness. It's about fighting for the love you almost lost... and finally choosing it, again and again. This is love. Love, Kia & Brook.

I fell for my best friend.

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Lee Minho has a crazy ex and she knows everything about Minho Will that ruin his career, make his life a living hell or much much worse Read to find out... minsung fan fic I won't be updating this story very much untill I find a comfortable start of writing and it will a long story maybe two part but I'm not sure This story may include- gore violence smut profanity abuse self harm sexual harassment if you do not feel comfortable with anything please do not processed 2 of the characters in this story are some of my close friends and I hope you send no hate and I have full consent to use them in the story but for privacy reasons I will be changing there names thank you (⁠๑⁠•⁠﹏⁠•⁠)

Just stories that I'd like to make a series of but I'm too lazy and incompetent to actually write a whole book so I make them one shots instead. Also, I don't know how to write smuts so bear with me on this.

Extra for the series "Rising from the Ashes of Herbay", English version. Written by Redlilith000 "If you had grown up at Guardian, you already knew you couldn't expect much from life. None of them had been promised a bed of roses." After being freed from Guardian, Nigella desires only one thing: to escape. She wants to leave that planet behind and start over somewhere else, far from the place that has only brought her pain throughout her life, so she can finally dedicate herself to studying history, as she has always dreamed. But before she can do that, she needs money and work experience, and the Training Center for former Pets seems to be just the right fit for her. Mimea, on the other hand, wants a normal life for herself and her son-a life where she is not a Pet enslaved to the whims of her clients, but simply Mimea. Determined to integrate into Amoii society, she turns to the Training Center to receive the education she needs to live independently. In the classrooms, the two grow closer, and as time passes, separating might become increasingly difficult.

Death. Dead. Die. Those are the worlds describing the end, the dead end to be precise. The end of what? The end of life. The end of everything. Death is the end of the existence. But what if people from your school supernatural club were right? What if ghosts really exist? That would only mean that the previous statement is wrong. The flame flickered casting a shadow towards the wall opposite. It was dancing with some sort of a wicked will controlling its manoeuvres. What if there are people who are able to see them? The first thing that emerged out of the shadow was a hand. Skeleton's hand. What if... The dark seemed to surround the hand like a cloak chasing after it further and further away from its origin. When the sleeve formed, the cloak rose higher almost reaching the ceiling and shaping an enormous hood. ...there are creatures... The fire flickered. ...who connect the world of life and death? Dimmed. Went out. The opposite wall wasn't surrounded by shadows anymore. There was a person. A creature. The long black cloak revealed only two bony hands. In one of the hands, there was a long, black stick. There was a curved blade at the end of the stick It was a scythe. Let me tell you a story about death, about secret and about love. A story of someone who walked the path between the life and the death. Of someone who connected our worlds. Let me tell you a story about a dead, lost girl searching for her own place in this universe. A story of a lost soul wandering down the empty streets with her head full with doubt. A story about their love. ............................................................ GIRLS LOVE LESBIAN !WARNINGS! Blood Curses 18+

Iree, the daughter who learned to bottle her anger until it seethed within her. Saint, the daughter who never had to ask. One was sculpted by the expectations placed on her. The other was sculpted by the endless possibilities placed before her. They weren't meant to cross paths-- but when they do, it feels like anger and desire entwine. In a world that had already made up its mind about who they should be, choosing to love each other was perhaps the only thing that was truly theirs to decide.

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𝗳𝗮𝗻𝗳𝗶𝗰 ─── 222 x 380 : squid game ꒰ iNfO ꒱ ＜３ = Junhee y Semi viven en el mismo edificio, pero no se conocen hasta que, una noche, Junhee habla a la luna desde su balcón y Semi, desde el piso de abajo, le responde. Lo que comienza como simples conversaciones nocturnas se convierte en un hábito, en un refugio, y poco a poco, en algo más. Entre el brillo de la luna y la luz del amanecer, sus sentimientos empiezan a florecer.  adaptación ! original : @KUR0MINTER  romance, leve drama  no top ! no bottom ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ by diorsyuri • 2025

May magagawa pa ba ako e sunud-sunudan lang naman ako sa kanya. Malamang, amo ko siya at katulong lang niya ako. _Roseanne Tanggal or susundin mo lahat ng gusto ko? _Arice Jenz Sera This story is based on my imagination. Hindi ako fluent at magaling sa English kaya intindihin niyo na lang po. This story is GL to those homophobic you can skip this kind of story. Ayos lang naman if ayaw niyo 'tong basahin. Thank you ❤️