The Freshman

Eli's home, and recovering. Celeste is in a mental ward, working on maintaining her mentality, and Nina is.....somehow......alive?????? How will Arielle adjust to Eli's first love being present once again? Will she run or will they make it work? Will Eli and Nina's past come back to haunt them? Better yet.....will Arielle's? Find out in, "Oui" The 3rd installment in the the "Mi Vida Loca" series.

THIS STORY IS A STUD ON STUD LESBIAN BOOK ABOUT A GIRL WHO LIFE SUDDENLY CHANGED AFTER MEETING A STUD ... PLEASE READ IF YOU'RE INTO THESE KINDA STORIES .. P.s this is my 1st Story/Book I've ever Written to the Public so Please Excuse my errors within the story thank you ❤ -Jango

dark & intoxicating romance about two studs from opposite worlds who find themselves drawn to each other in a dangerous, obsessive connection. Raquel, a powerful CEO, becomes fixated on Aurora, a carefree woman who wants nothing to do with anything serious. As their worlds collide, the lines between desire, control, and obsession blur, leading them both down a dangerous path they can't escape

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Adrian is not the type to play games with yet it seems that's all people want to do. Sweetheart turned savage.

In a world were Dior is the boss of her world and unlikely stranger comes in shakes it up a bit. Someone she didn't see coming, but will Sevyn allow this distraction to get Dior all tied up?

Book 1: Come Over Book 2: Come Closer Five years have passed since Juliana "Jules" Allen survived the night that almost took her life-and she's been running ever since. Running from the memories that won't loosen their grip, from the guilt that settles in her bones, and from the cold truth she's learned to live by: people don't stay. Now she keeps her world small and controlled-hands busy, mind quieter-rebuilding her auto shop one day at a time and convincing herself that solitude is safer than hope. But when an unexpected connection sparks with Nicolette O'Harre-a wealthy, sheltered girl with her own bruises beneath the polish-Jules is forced to confront something more terrifying than her past: being seen. Because the past isn't just inside her head anymore. An unfamiliar presence begins to appear in the quiet gaps of her days-never close enough to name, never obvious enough to prove. A figure at the edge of a parking lot. A car idling one beat too long. The uncomfortable feeling of recognition without the comfort of certainty... like something from her worst night survived when it shouldn't have. As Jules tries to navigate a love she never planned for, the shadow tightens around her life with patient intention, turning coincidence into pattern and memory into warning. With her future opening for the first time in years and her past closing in, Jules must decide if she'll let herself reach for something real... or if she'll spiral back into the depths she fought so hard to crawl out of.

Being a lesbian is hard... Being a lesbian stud is even harder. But, to be a lesbian stud who dates other studs? Now that is a bridge over lava. Find out what happens when a stud who despises the thought of studs dating each other loses her memory in a horrible accident. Will she even remember the fact that she doesn't like studs? Or will she be taken advantage of by a girl who originally meant to be her friend.

They were strangers moving through the same crowded streets. Same blinking Christmas lights. Same freezing air. Same damn holiday chaos. Never once noticing each other. Until Mari crashes straight into Talia in the middle of a packed Christmas market, coffee flying everywhere. "Shit-my bad," Mari mutters, grabbing napkins. Talia just stares at her for a second before laughing. "Damn, you always run people over like that or is today special?" What should've been a quick apology somehow turns into a conversation. Then another. Then another. Soon it's late-night walks through quiet streets glowing with Christmas lights. Sharing a blunt behind Talia's bar after closing. Arguing about music in Mari's car with the heat blasting. Cheap drinks. Loud laughter. Soft moments neither of them planned for. Mari was only supposed to be home for the holidays. Talia was never supposed to fall for someone who might leave. But somewhere between the first snowfall and the last night of December, they realize something terrifying: This doesn't feel temporary. It feels real. And sometimes love doesn't show up loud or dramatic. Sometimes it arrives quietly- in shared smoke under cold skies, in hands brushing accidentally, in laughter that lingers too long. Warm. Certain. Like the first snow finally falling.

Read Ashes to Rose petals first or y'all might be a little confused " You're my daddy and nobody else's. Understand?" I nodded my head slowly lowkey caught off guard She snuggled next to me with her knife still in hand. "I love you daddy but I won't hesitate to kill you remember that."