Sapphic Stories

Abigail and Juliette have been inseparable since childhood. From kicking soccer balls in their front yards to sharing secrets at their special spot, their friendship has always been unbreakable. But as they navigate their way through college, the lines between friendship and something more begin to blur. Juliette has harbored feelings for Abigail since high school, carefully hiding them behind hookups and a facade of playful teasing. Meanwhile, Abigail uses her boyfriend Ethan as a shield to avoid confronting the confusing emotions that swirl inside her whenever she's around Juliette. What happens when Abigail can no longer excuse the way she feels for her best friend? Will Juliette still be around, waiting for Abigail to feel the same, or will she finally move on from the silly little crush she's had since high school?

CeoxAssistant|gxg|slowburn|15 years age gap He leaned over her desk for fourteen minutes. Amalia didn't remember his name by the time Nadia was done with her. "What's his name?" "I don't knowww" Amalia whined. "Good girl." She wiped the smudged lipstick from Amalia's mouth with her thumb like a statement. Then walked the entire length of the office, poured water, walked back. Set it down. Amalia looked at it. Looked at Nadia. Raised both shoulders toward her ears and turned her face away. "You're being ridiculous, Amalia." But Amalia didn't budge. Nadia picked her up. Sat back down with Amalia settled against her, tipped the glass to her lips, kissed her once between every sip. Unhurried. Like this was completely reasonable. It was the most spoiled thing Amalia had ever allowed. She allowed all of it. "More." she said when the glass was empty. "Brat." "Your brat." Nadia didn't answer. She didn't have to. She just went to get more water. Amalia Peters. 20. Never carried her own bag. Never pumped her own gas. Never eaten a meal that wasn't placed in front of her like an offering. Beautiful. Brilliant. Completely aware of both. Then June took her parents and left her in a house so quiet she talked to empty chairs. She got a job not because she needed money because the silence was unbearable. She pouted through the entire interview. Got hired anyway. Nadia Crane. 35. Looks 25. Stopped being flattered by that around thirty. On paper - CEO. Empire builder. Never raises her voice. Off paper - cargo that moves at night. Contracts nobody signs twice. A stillness that has ended careers, companies, and at least three men's entire futures. She runs several companies. Only some are legal. She watched Amalia Peters sigh at a waiting room chair like it had wronged her ancestors. And hired her on the spot. Her parents spoiled her. Her boss ruined her beyond repair. #1 in spoiled. #1 in intersex. #1 in gl. #1 in lesbianlgbt #1 in sapphic

One romantic disaster. Way too many witnesses. A collection of random POVs from the people who watched Lia and Jane's timeline unfold-from friends, employees, executives, exes, investors, family, and innocent bystanders who definitely saw too much. Some canon. Some what-ifs. Some completely unserious. Same disaster. Different witnesses. Zero chill.

Some love stories end. Some are simply left unfinished. When thirty-two-year-old Ira walks into a small Mumbai café on the worst evening of her life, she expects nothing more than a cup of coffee and somewhere quiet to disappear for an hour. Instead, she finds Devika-the guarded café owner who seems to understand silence better than most people understand words-and an empty table that no one is allowed to use. Then Ira discovers an old photograph among her mother's belongings. It shows Leela, her mother, standing outside the very same café decades earlier, smiling beside a woman Ira has never seen before. On the back of the photograph is a single sentence: "If she ever comes looking, tell her I didn't leave because I stopped loving her." The woman in the photograph is Nandita-Devika's mother. As Ira and Devika begin searching through the café's forgotten letters, photographs, and memories, they uncover a love story their mothers buried long ago. But the deeper they go into the past, the closer they become in the present. And that is where things become complicated. Because Ira is afraid of being left. Devika is afraid of needing someone enough to lose them. Their mothers' unfinished story begins to echo through their own. But perhaps they don't have to repeat it. Perhaps some stories aren't meant to be inherited. Perhaps they are meant to be rewritten. The Things We Leave Behind is a tender, emotionally charged sapphic romance about secrets, chosen family, lost years, forgiveness, and two women discovering that love isn't about never leaving. Sometimes, it's about choosing to stay. And sometimes, the things we thought we'd lost forever find their way back to us.

In Every Universe Different worlds. Different lives. Different versions of them. Davina and Ezlyn have lived a hundred lives. In one, she is a princess-and Ezlyn is the swornshield who would gladly put her life on the line to protect her. In another, they might be enemies. Perhaps they're outlaws, pirates, vampires, werewolves, warriors, or simply two strangers who happen to cross paths at the right-or wrong-time. Their worlds may change. Their stories may change. Even the way they find each other may change. But somehow, they always do. Because some hearts are destined to find each other, no matter the universe. A collection of Davina × Ezlyn one-shots, exploring different worlds, different lives, different kinds of love-and all the ways these two women might fall for each other. ❤️‍🔥 One universe at a time. One story at a time. But always them. ( potential full series on certain one shots)

In the town of Dechanuwat, the living and the dead walk side by side. They look completely identical, separated only by a boundary no one dares to cross. Khun Kanya, a logical investigator, arrives to decode the supernatural and prove the world is strictly black and white. But her logic shatters when she meets Khun Nira, the elegant, melancholic caretaker of the town's ancient estate. Nira is fiercely protective, deeply attentive, and carries a secret that leaves her skin breathtakingly cold. As an intense, slow-burn attraction draws them together, Kanya's investigation uncovers a devastating truth. When the truth comes to light, Kanya is faced with an impossible choice. Can a love bound by the afterlife survive, or will the darkness erase Nira from existence entirely? (Author visually inspired by Freen Sarocha as Khun Nira and Becky Armstrong as Khun Kanya. Readers can imagine the same. STRICTLY NOT A FANFIC) Warning: All rights reserved. This book or any portion thereof may not be reproduced, tanslated, adapted or used in any manner whatsoever without the express written permission of the Author, except for the use of brief quotations in a book review. If you see any translation or adaptation of this book, kindly report to me as I don't give permission for such things. Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, events and incidence are either the product of author's imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead or actual events is purely coincidental.

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A story about nothing. And somehow, everything. Sometimes love is just having someone to come home to.

After Sara joins the school, Maral is quick to fall for the blue haired girl for her charm and growl and that smirk. From the distance, Melina cant help but feel twisted jealousy for Sara, but deep down, theres a unfamiliar feeling occuring. The situation becomes rapidly confusing, and all three girls are left questioning their choices... BASED ON A TRUE STORY

A lonely, strange, mature-for-her-age girl who only wants someone she understands and who understands her. A girl who is "too much" and "too aggressive". The neighborhood deer.

A 'blocky' WLW story where we each write one chapter and the other one continues it without knowing what's happening...? Gon be wild and fun. Brace for absolute unhingement.

Three years after losing her parents, eighteen-year-old Aster is struggling to find her place in a world that has never felt particularly kind to her. With Isla and Dawn-the twins who have known her all her life-by her side, Aster has found ways to cope. Some healthier than others. Then, during another alcohol-fuelled night out, she meets Danielle. She's charming, intriguing, and somehow makes Aster want to let someone new in. But their meeting wasn't an accident. Danielle already knows exactly who Aster is.

Is there anything worse than attending junior year as a bullied loser with no friends? Caitlyn Brown can't imagine that, until one day, she finds comfort in a written message on her school desk, which turns into a real pen-pal relationship. Suddenly, going to school doesn't seem so bad anymore after all. But who's the person behind the secretive notes, and what if it's someone Cait didn't expect?

"I mistook love for something I feared and withdrew;perhaps that's why I hated that it's you." Two students, VALENTINA PIERCE and LYNN This story came from wanting to capture what it feels like to be surrounded by people yet still feel completely unseen. At its core, I Hate That It's You is about identity--how it is formed, how it fractures, and how it can be rebuilt in unexpected ways. Lynn and Valentina exist on opposing sides; will they uncover what it means to exist beyond the versions of themselves that they perform and finally taste freedom? This story explores themes of grief, connection, and the question of whether we are defined by what has happened to us or by what we choose to become despite it.

À Paris, le pouvoir ne se gagne pas seulement avec de l'argent. Il se transmet. Depuis des générations, les Beaumont et les Montrose se partagent un empire où les apparences comptent plus que les sentiments et où chaque décision familiale peut changer une vie. À vingt-deux ans, Cassandre Beaumont connaît parfaitement les règles de ce monde. Sourire lors des réceptions. Ne jamais faire de scandale. Obéir à sa famille. Et surtout, ne jamais oublier son devoir. Alors lorsqu'on lui annonce qu'elle épousera Lysandre Montrose, héritier de l'une des familles les plus puissantes de Paris, Cassandre accepte. Après tout, son avenir est déjà décidé. Jusqu'à ce qu'elle rencontre Éléonore Montrose. Vingt-quatre ans. Des yeux bleu glacier, des cheveux presque blancs et un tatouage qui couvre son bras droit. Éléonore est tout ce que Cassandre n'a jamais eu le droit d'être. Libre. Provocante. Imprévisible. Et surtout, elle est la première à comprendre que derrière les sourires de Cassandre se cache une jeune femme qui n'a jamais choisi sa propre vie. Mais lorsque d'étranges documents refont surface, Cassandre découvre que son mariage pourrait cacher bien plus qu'une simple alliance entre deux familles. Un héritage oublié. Des secrets soigneusement enterrés. Des vérités que personne ne veut voir sortir. Et plus Cassandre cherche à comprendre, plus elle se rapproche dangereusement d'Éléonore. La seule femme qu'elle ne devrait jamais aimer. Parce que dans le monde des Beaumont et des Montrose, les sentiments sont une faiblesse et les secrets, une arme. Et si Cassandre doit choisir entre l'avenir que sa famille lui a imposé et la femme qui lui donne enfin envie de vivre pour elle-même... jusqu'où sera-t-elle prête à aller pour choisir l'amour ?

When a high-stakes heist goes disastrously wrong, Sombra finds herself torn from her reality and stranded on the frozen, brutal shores of Ard Skellig. Stripped of her unlimited tech, facing dwindling ammunition, and forced to survive in a world ruled by steel, monsters, and magic, the notorious hacker must adapt or perish. When she is brought before Cerys an Craite, a fierce and clever young leader fighting to unite her people, an unexpected alliance is forged in the fires of survival. As deadly political conspiracies, ancient magical rifts, and rival clans threaten to tear Skellige apart, Sombra and Cerys must rely on each other's strength, cunning, and raw courage. In the quiet shadows between bloody monster hunts and high-stakes court intrigue, a slow-burn romance kindles into an unbreakable bond-proving that home isn't a place or a network, but the person who holds your shelter in the storm.

The Sisters' Covenant is a sapphic poetry series about faith, forbidden desire, and two young women brave enough to ask whether loving each other could be sacred. Theresa enters a Catholic convent believing she was born to serve God; she never expects to find Catherine-a beautiful, playful fellow postulant whose lingering glances and accidental touches soon become impossible to ignore. What begins with stolen looks across the chapel grows into secret handholding, first kisses, passionate longing, punishment, shame, and a crisis of everything Theresa has been taught about purity and sin. Yet as the convent tries to separate them, Theresa and Catherine begin to wonder whether faith might require something more courageous than obedience: walking away together. From whispered prayers and hidden kisses beneath the pear trees to beaches, wedding dresses, and a life neither woman believed possible, The Sisters' Covenant asks one central question: What if the love you were taught to fear turns out to be the miracle you prayed for?

Maddison Cole thought she left the past behind. A new job was supposed to be a clean start. Instead, it put her face-to-face with the one person she never expected to see again. Alex Santiago is colder now. Harder. And she looks at Maddison like she's a stranger. But some histories don't stay buried. Some feelings refuse to die quietly. And some wounds still know exactly where to hurt.

Justice failed them. So she fixed it and let the detective follow.