I'll Cherish you endlessly (GxG)

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It was supposed to be anonymous. Just some harmless, late-night messeges on a forum. No names. No photos. No real-life complications. She was GoldTrap-mysterious, sharp, and way too good with words. I was BlueInk-awkward, sarcastic, and definitely not looking for anything. But then she made me laugh. Then she made me think. Then... she made me feel things I really shouldn't be feeling for someone I've never met. I'm Quinn. Twenty-four. Screenwriter-in-training. Emotionally a little chaotic and basically there no reason an amazing woman like her would be falling for someone like me. I've played a lot of roles in my life. But never this one. ----------------------------------------------- Late at night, I started writing letters to a stranger on a private forum-just to feel something real. She calls herself BlueInk. She's young, clever, infuriatingly honest... and somehow, she sees right through me. She doesn't know I'm Juliette Delaney-Hollywood's favorite ice queen with a face on every magazine and a life that doesn't belong to me anymore. She doesn't know that when I type, my hands shake. That when I read her replies, I smile. That I'm craving her words more than I've ever craved the spotlight. And I don't know what will happen if she finds out who I am. Because if I tell her the truth, I might lose the one person who loves me for who I really am. Not the icon. Not the actress. Just... me. But if I don't? I'll never get to feel her say my name out loud.

She's the danger I crave to taste ( gxg intersex ) by EliseLoveWR

"Willow, wait." Blake's voice was rough, her breath coming in uneven gasps as my fingers unzipped her fly. "Before we go any further, this is your last chance to stop me." I frowned. "Why would I?" "Because if you let me take you now, you're mine. Forever." Her intense gaze burned into me. "And there will be no turning back." ==== Willow's life is a desperate rhythm of morning lectures, late-night shifts, a messy family, and counting every dollar just to make it through. Blake is her classmate, the girl everyone on campus fears. Some say she has ties to the Mafia, others claim she deals in things far worse. But one thing is certain. No one dares to mess with her because those who have ended up in the hospital. One night, on her way home after another exhausting shift, Willow finds Blake bleeding out on the street. Against every instinct, she helps her. But Blake, as it turns out, isn't the kind of person who lets debts go unpaid. When Willow's stepfather aggressively demands money from her, Blake steps in and handles it without hesitation. Now, questions haunt Willow. Who is Blake really? Are the rumors about her true? And most terrifying of all, why can't she stop thinking about her knowing that whatever burns between them is destined for destruction? Be careful this story contains: Profanity Smut Violence

Was This Really An Accident? by Jay202202

Noah moved to a new town just a few weeks before school starts back up again. He meets a few people on his bus and they end up best friends. One of them tells them about a party that they got invited to. They invite Noah and their other friend along. Noah gets sort of lost but finds his way to a corner. He hangs out there for a while until he feels someone bump into him. He's the one who says sorry and the other questions It. The question soon gets taken back. Someone calls the others name "Logan" Noah knew the boy was hot and he seemed nice, but he never got to ask him Anything. He snaps out of his thoughts when on of his friends show up. Noah asks them if they know anything about Logan and his friend responses with no but he's friends with someone who's friends with Logan. Soon the conversation turns into who can drink more. The next day Noah remembers that his friend said to leave notes in Logan's locker. And Noah does just that. After a while Logan needed to know who was leaving him the notes. He skipped class just to find out, but he got caught and sent to detention. Noah was also there for passing notes in class. Logan groaned an annoyance when he remembered Noah from the party. Then it hit him like a rock. The boy from the party was leaving the notes. The bell rang and before Logan could say anything Noah was gone. Now Noah's friends are gonna try and introduce him to Logan properly. How will it go?

My Unforgettable Girl - B.E. by areyou_agoodgirl

This is the fourth book in the My Girl series - "I don't want you to leave," I tell her. "You're going against your own words now," she says. I nod. "I don't care. Please, just stay," she sighs and nods. "Okay," she says quietly. "What's gonna happen? Between us?" I shrug. "I don't know. Do you think there's even a way to move on from everything? Would that even be a good idea? I mean, think about it. And like really think about it," I tell her. She doesn't say anything for a moment. Then she sighs. "There's only one way to find out," - Will have smut, drugs and alcohol, and assault warnings. Includes foul and suggestive language. - - Started: October 28th, 2024 Finished: November 11th, 2024 - Book One: My Favorite Girl Book Two: My Unrecognizable Girl Book Three: My Sentimental Girl Book Four: My Unforgettable Girl

"I need you to stop bullying Reese." Oh, so it was because of her friend. "I-I will do anything, just make it stop." Her eyes softened along with her features. She must love this girl so much for her to do this. But it intrigued me, she will do anything. Jo was now looking down. I felt the need of reaching out to her, to comfort her and tell her that everything is gonna be okay, but again, I had to stop myself. What is happening to me? I was not like this. "So, you will do anything?" I asked her and it made her look at me. "Yes!" "Hmmmm..." I hummed while I circled around her, I know she was feeling nervous, and thinking that I made her feel that, I silently smiled in victory. "Just... Just tell me what you want!" "Feeling impatient are we?" I mocked her, I saw her clench her fist but I chose to ignore it. I stopped in front of her and stared at her intently before I spoke. "Be my girlfriend!" ________________________ A story that will make your heart smile and at the same time cry your heart out. Join me in discovering the life of Jo Thompson, the nobody and Brittany Anderson, the Queen B. __________________________________ TRIGGER WARNING! Some readers may find some of the chapters contains disturbing actions such as bullying, violence, physical harm, abuse, etc. that could be traumatizing to some. Readers' discretion is advised!

I wanted to make a story that involved a stereotype free lesbian love story, because I think we deserve some representation that doesn't sexualise us and doesn't push stereotypes onto us. Just a little tearjerking love story that just happens to be between two girls :) (unedited)

I wished for a Boyfriend not a Girlfriend (GxG, Lesbian) °editing° by FallinginReverze

I was awakened by a buzz, but I don't want to get up, instead I lay still on my bed and about to dream again when I heard a THUD, I flinched at the sound. It's Saturday so I'm not expecting anyone at this early in the morning. I'm not a morning person, I am now annoyed to whoever it is. "Coming!" I yelled and started walking which took me sometime because I literally took my time, don't blame me I'm still sleepy, I opened the door to see a very beautiful woman, she has long wavy hair, thick eyelashes and pink pout lips and lastly... a body to die for. I frowned when I realized a high-school student? I can say because she's wearing a uniform. What is a beautiful high-school girl doing here knocking at my door? I asked mentally. I was about to ask her when she suddenly slipped inside my condo and sit on the couch cozily, I crossed my arms and face her still frowning. "Miss what are you doing here? What do you need?" I asked her curiously. She looked at me and smiled, a smile that can make men drool, but I'm not because I'm still annoyed. "I am your girlfriend" she said sweetly, my eyes widened in shock, I know I'm drunk last night but I don't remember having a girlfriend. I was about to say something when she stood up and face me leaning so much closer that were inches apart. "You wished for me, last night on the internet" oh crap! Now I remember! I was browsing the net when a certain ad captures my attention. "But I wished for a BOYFRIEND! Not a Girlfriend!!?" How do you handle a situation where there's NO REFUND and NO EXCHANGE? Copyright © 2014-2022. Manila, Philippines. All rights reserved.

ညွှန်းဖွဲ့ဆိုသည် မောင့်ပန်းချီ by oncemay213

ခင့်ရဲ့ ညာဘက်မျက်ခုံးပေါ်ကမှဲ့ကလေးပေါ်မှာ ကျွန်မရဲ့ အသက်ဓာတ်လေးတည်ရှိနေတယ် ကျွန်မရဲ့နှလုံးသားကတော့ ခင့်ရဲ့ ပါးချို့င့်နက်နက်လေးထဲမှာတစ်သက်စာခိုလှုံနေလေရဲ့....

𝚃𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚜𝚝𝚘𝚛𝚢 𝚜𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚜 𝚒𝚜 𝚊 𝚋𝚞𝚗𝚌𝚑 𝚘𝚏 𝚜𝚑𝚘𝚛𝚝 𝚜𝚝𝚘𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚜 𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚒𝚗 𝚘𝚗𝚎. 𝙵𝚛𝚘𝚖 𝚜𝚎𝚕𝚏-𝚑𝚎𝚕𝚙 𝚊𝚍𝚟𝚒𝚌𝚎 𝚝𝚘 𝚜𝚑𝚘𝚛𝚝 𝚏𝚒𝚌𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗 𝚜𝚝𝚘𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚜, 𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚋𝚢 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚐𝚞𝚢𝚜! 𝚃𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚋𝚘𝚘𝚔 𝚒𝚜 𝚊 𝚛𝚎𝚚𝚞𝚎𝚜𝚝 𝚋𝚘𝚘𝚔! 𝙵𝚎𝚎𝚕 𝚏𝚛𝚎𝚎 𝚝𝚘 𝚛𝚎𝚚𝚞𝚎𝚜𝚝 𝚠𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚍 𝚘𝚏 𝚜𝚝𝚘𝚛𝚢 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚠𝚊𝚗𝚝!

Behind the Letters

It was supposed to be anonymous. Just some harmless, late-night messeges on a forum. No names. No photos. No real-life complications. She was GoldTrap-mysterious, sharp, and way too good with words. I was BlueInk-awkward, sarcastic, and definitely not looking for anything. But then she made me laugh. Then she made me think. Then... she made me feel things I really shouldn't be feeling for someone I've never met. I'm Quinn. Twenty-four. Screenwriter-in-training. Emotionally a little chaotic and basically there no reason an amazing woman like her would be falling for someone like me. I've played a lot of roles in my life. But never this one. ----------------------------------------------- Late at night, I started writing letters to a stranger on a private forum-just to feel something real. She calls herself BlueInk. She's young, clever, infuriatingly honest... and somehow, she sees right through me. She doesn't know I'm Juliette Delaney-Hollywood's favorite ice queen with a face on every magazine and a life that doesn't belong to me anymore. She doesn't know that when I type, my hands shake. That when I read her replies, I smile. That I'm craving her words more than I've ever craved the spotlight. And I don't know what will happen if she finds out who I am. Because if I tell her the truth, I might lose the one person who loves me for who I really am. Not the icon. Not the actress. Just... me. But if I don't? I'll never get to feel her say my name out loud.

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