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Between Dances

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Parts 36
Time 1h 59m

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At The Velvet Flame, where the air hums with music and the glow of stage lights, bartender Quinn has mastered the art of keeping her distance. But when Lucia, a captivating dancer with secrets in her smile, steps into her life, everything changes. As their connection deepens through fleeting glances and stolen moments, Quinn finds herself drawn into a world of vulnerability and passion she never expected.

Caught between the safety of routine and the thrill of something real, Quinn must decide whether to follow her heart or guard it against the spark that could ignite everything. Between Dances is a sultry, heartfelt journey of love found under the glow of neon, where every step and every sip brings them closer to crossing the line between what's safe-and what's worth risking it all for.All Rights Reserved

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The Weight of Quiet | WLW by badnumber

Ezryn exists in a world of quiet. For her, silence isn't empty; it's a refuge of clarity in a noisy, demanding world. She understands actions, not words. The weight of a door closing. The logic of a finished task. The sharp, clarifying pain of a burn. When the chaos of other people's emotions encroaches, her first instinct is to retreat behind her own walls. But a single, broken voice on the phone-Liora's voice-pierces that silence with a sound she cannot ignore. Liora is unraveling. The pressure to be perfect, to be strong for everyone else, has finally snapped. Huddled in the wreckage of a devastating family dinner, she is utterly alone, convinced her vulnerability is a failure. The last person she expects to see is Ezryn, a woman who communicates in gestures, not platitudes. Who doesn't tell her it will be okay, but simply sits in the dark with her, an anchor in the storm. This is where their story begins: in the quiet aftermath. It is a slow, aching journey between a woman learning how to fall apart and a woman learning how to hold the pieces. For Liora, Ezryn's steadfast presence becomes a shelter where she discovers that breaking is not the end. For Ezryn, Liora's trust becomes a quiet question she's never been asked before: what is the weight of a touch? The meaning of a heartbeat under her hand? Their connection grows in the spaces between words, in shared silence over morning coffee and the unspoken language of simply being there. But the weight of quiet is a heavy thing... Is it the beginning of peace, or merely a different kind of suffering? Can a person learn to live with their broken pieces, or is true healing something else entirely... © All rights reserved. This work is my original creation and may not be copied, reproduced, or distributed without permission.

Velvet Heat by beyondkhaos

When Aria-cautious, composed, and done with playing safe-agrees to a blind date in a shadow-drenched downtown bar, she expects small talk and an easy exit. What she doesn't expect is Rafe: devastatingly magnetic, emotionally guarded, and carrying a storm behind his eyes. Their chemistry? Immediate. Volatile. Dangerous. One glance sparks a current that refuses to fizzle. But behind Rafe's charm is something fractured-something that bites when touched. And the deeper Aria falls, the more she risks burning. As secrets unravel and obsession takes hold, Aria is drawn into a world where every kiss is a dare, every touch a test. Rafe might be the escape she's craved... Or the fire that consumes her. Velvet Heat is a slow-burn erotic romance laced with suspense, dark desire, and emotional reckoning-where lust becomes survival, and surrender may be the only way out.

Whiskey Heart - Key West Edition by pennytempest

In the sticky, starlit heat of Key West, Jess Quinn has built a reputation - the quick-witted bartender at The Velvet Palace with a smile that could talk a saint into sin. She's smart, charming, and unapologetically single. One night, one laugh, one goodbye - that's her rhythm, and it's always worked. A tourist here, a local there - each a brief spark in a life Jess insists is better kept uncomplicated. Until one night becomes a little too quiet, and she starts to feel the echo of everything she's pretending not to want. Whiskey Heart follows Jess through late nights, bad choices, and unexpected kindness as she begins to see that being a player isn't the same as being free. And when she finally meets someone who won't fall for her act - someone who makes her feel seen - Jess has to decide whether she's brave enough to stop running. Set against the neon glow and salt air of the Florida Keys, Whiskey Heart is a sharp, soulful story about love, self-sabotage, and the courage it takes to stay.

Lines We Cross by MsH8742

A forbidden workplace romance that dares to rewrite the rules. Camille Hartley doesn't mix business with pleasure. As a high-powered creative director in one of Chicago's top marketing firms, her reputation is ironclad - sharp, polished, untouchable. But when Riley Quinn, a bold and whip-smart junior strategist, crashes into her world with fresh ideas and impossible chemistry, the line between professional and personal blurs fast. One stolen night breaks every rule they've sworn to follow. But office whispers turn dangerous, and in a company where perception is everything, desire becomes a liability neither can afford. Now, Camille must choose between the career she's built from the ground up... and the woman who's quietly dismantling her walls one glance at a time. What if the biggest risk isn't falling - but never daring to want more? For fans of slow-burn tension, age-gap romance, and fierce women who fall hard - Lines We Cross is a powerful story of love, ambition, and the courage to rewrite your own ending.

Unraveling by Notviviandoll

Eliza has always looked sweet-too sweet. Gorgeous, kind-eyed, with a past she refuses to name, she drifts through life as if untouched by shadows. But the night she steps into Velour, everything changes. Behind the bar stands Natalia: tall, tattooed, sharp-smiled, wrapped in leather and danger. What Eliza doesn't know is that Natalia owns the club... and the empire hidden beneath it. A queenpin disguised as a bartender, she's a woman who takes what she wants. Their first glance is electric. Their first words, a challenge. Eliza feels the pull immediately-unnatural, magnetic, impossible to escape. Natalia sees it too, the innocence laced with secrets, the sweetness begging to be tested. What begins as curiosity becomes obsession but in Natalia's world, nothing is safe. And falling for her might be the most dangerous mistake Eliza could ever make.

Some Things Stay [GxG] by truly_cvpid

𝐄𝐦𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐚 𝐑𝐢𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐝 does not believe in second chances. Not with people. Not with love. Not even with herself. Since her husband's death, she has drowned her feelings in wine and work. Same drink, same restaurant, same routine. Until one day she notices a younger woman and hires her on a whim, telling herself it is nothing more than company. 𝐍𝐨𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐞 𝐁𝐚𝐧𝐤𝐬 does not have time to fall for someone. She is too busy holding down her job, keeping her sick mother afloat, and trying to hold on to her new girlfriend who makes life seem worth it. When she is offered the chance to become a private chef for double the pay, she takes it, telling herself it is just work. Just friendship. Nothing more. It is about how some things leave, yes. But some things stay, even when you're sure they shouldn't. top rankings - #1 in femmes. #1 in olderwoman. #2 in gxg. #3 in wlw.

Dance with me, Miss Grace (GxG) by Nasishere

Teacher by day; Stripper by night. There was beauty in dancing and after feeling broken for so long it seemed it was the only thing that could bring Addison peace, that was until she met a woman under the most unlikely of circumstances, a woman that made her feel complete again, one problem though, their love was forbidden. WARNING: Story will contain sexual content and mentions of sexual assault.

Between Empty Glasses by Pynkxie

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The Weight of Quiet | WLW

Ezryn exists in a world of quiet. For her, silence isn't empty; it's a refuge of clarity in a noisy, demanding world. She understands actions, not words. The weight of a door closing. The logic of a finished task. The sharp, clarifying pain of a burn. When the chaos of other people's emotions encroaches, her first instinct is to retreat behind her own walls. But a single, broken voice on the phone-Liora's voice-pierces that silence with a sound she cannot ignore. Liora is unraveling. The pressure to be perfect, to be strong for everyone else, has finally snapped. Huddled in the wreckage of a devastating family dinner, she is utterly alone, convinced her vulnerability is a failure. The last person she expects to see is Ezryn, a woman who communicates in gestures, not platitudes. Who doesn't tell her it will be okay, but simply sits in the dark with her, an anchor in the storm. This is where their story begins: in the quiet aftermath. It is a slow, aching journey between a woman learning how to fall apart and a woman learning how to hold the pieces. For Liora, Ezryn's steadfast presence becomes a shelter where she discovers that breaking is not the end. For Ezryn, Liora's trust becomes a quiet question she's never been asked before: what is the weight of a touch? The meaning of a heartbeat under her hand? Their connection grows in the spaces between words, in shared silence over morning coffee and the unspoken language of simply being there. But the weight of quiet is a heavy thing... Is it the beginning of peace, or merely a different kind of suffering? Can a person learn to live with their broken pieces, or is true healing something else entirely... © All rights reserved. This work is my original creation and may not be copied, reproduced, or distributed without permission.