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?

At the most prestigious all-girls school in the city, Jane stands out without even trying. Tall, handsome, effortlessly tomboyish, and always smiling, she has the kind of presence that makes people look twice. She's the kind of girl everyone likes, even when they pretend they don't. Nano is the opposite in every way. She is the beauty of the school, stylish, sexy, and impossible to ignore. She knows fashion, lives for social media, and carries herself like she owns every hallway she walks through. But behind the perfect image, Nano is hiding more than anyone could guess. When Jane and Nano collide, it starts with sharp words, cold stares, and a mutual dislike neither of them bothers to hide. But between stolen glances, hidden vulnerabilities, and the secrets they both refuse to say out loud, hate starts to blur into something far more dangerous.

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

its spring break in 2005, Engfa Waraha and Charlotte Austin are both in Hawaii, its thier sophomore year of collage. charlotte, a bookish law student with a close knit group of friends knows who Engfa is, everyone does, the town hero Volleyball MVP even though they attended different schools. but when engfa, the photographer always in search of beauty lays eyes on charlotte for the first time, she will never want to look anywhere else again. they love on opposite sides of America, thier families cannot get on, can they make it work in a world before social media?

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.

Light & Shadow Eva has one rule: never get too attached. People leave. People change. And loving someone has always felt more dangerous than being alone. So she hides behind jokes, sarcasm, and a smile that lies. Then she meets Nadia - calm, mysterious, impossible to read. A woman who walks through chaos like she owns it, yet sees straight through Eva's walls. One invitation turns into another. A chance encounter becomes a connection she can't outrun. But some shadows aren't created by darkness. Some are born from truths we're too afraid to face. As old wounds resurface and dangerous secrets unfold, Eva must decide: keep hiding in the only safety she's known... or risk stepping into a light that refuses to leave her behind. Because sometimes the hardest thing isn't falling in love. It's allowing yourself to be loved.

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.

Blood gives power. Love gives access. Together, they can become leverage.

Not every truth survives being told, and not every lie was meant to be uncovered. Ten years ago, an empire built on silence collapsed in a single night. Rose Madeline Diaz, daughter of the infamous White King, was raised to inherit power. She's cold, controlled, and untouchable. Gabrielle Verity Navarro, daughter of the man known as the Second Sun, grew up in the warmth of loyalty and truth. They were inseparable once. Until betrayal tore their world apart, and took their fathers with it. The story was simple: one man turned on the other. Both died. End of it. But Gabrielle never believed that story. And Rose never questioned it. Now, a decade later, Rose returns to the province she left behind, only to find Gabrielle still there, still burning, and still unwilling to let the past stay buried. Their reunion is sharp with resentment, unfinished with longing, and far too dangerous to ignore. Because the truth they've been living with is beginning to crack. And when it finally breaks, it won't just expose what really happened to their fathers. It will force them to choose between the lives they were given and the love they were never meant to have.

this is my story about how i realised I liked girls:)

we were best friends. that was all we were supposed to be. jia garcia had always known lex valenzuela as her best friend, her constant, the person she could always run to when everything felt too much. they've been together since they were kids. through awkward phases, bad decisions, school problems, late-night conversations, and everything in between, lex was always there. until somewhere between growing up and growing closer, things started to feel different. a little too different. lingering glances became confusing.small gestures started meaning too much. jealousy became harder to hide. and the line between friendship and something more slowly began to disappear. jia knows she shouldn't fall for her best friend. because some feelings aren't meant to be confessed. especially when losing the person you love might mean losing your best friend, too. maybe they were never supposed to fall.

enemies to lovers

Shanghai forensic examiner LAN YIYI has never told anyone why she chose the dead over the living. In her first anatomy class she found she was more interested in how a person could be killed than in how one could be saved. When a billionaire's skull opens in front of two hundred guests, Lan Yiyi kneels in the blood in an evening gown and names the tower the bullet came from. Four kilometres away. Across the river. No one alive is supposed to be able to make that shot. Someone is. Her codename is RIESLING. She has bought a house in Lan Yiyi's gated community. She swims in the same pool at the same hour. She has been watching Lan Yiyi for weeks, and by the time they meet, Lan Yiyi does not recognise her. She only wants her. Slow burn. Morally grey women.

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 ?

'"Shall we share a kiss in this final moment, before we splatter ourselves...?"' Akari, one day, wakes up from an odd recurring dream where she commits suicide with an unknown girl. She usually brushes it off. But this time, when going out, she runs into a girl in the forest. That girl, however, happens to be the same one from her dream. But of course, this encounter won't change both of their lives....Right? (Warning for Suicide, homophobia and internalized homophobia)

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

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

- A story where a young writer, Y/n, tries to find someone who's willing to print her book, so that her dream of becoming a famous writer comes true. Trying to reach Ningguang for years hasn't worked for her, but everything changes as an editor in chief gets interested in her. Started: 25.08.2023 Finished: ???

Loverrukk Pattranite has spent her entire life living by one rule: perfection is not a choice, it's a responsibility. As the brilliant and respected Student Council President of Rattanakosin International Women's Academy, Love has everything anyone could dream of. She comes from one of Thailand's most influential political families, excels in academics, and leads her school with unwavering discipline. But behind her flawless reputation lies a heart still haunted by the sudden disappearance of the one person she trusted most. Then Pansa Vosbein transfers into her life. Tall, carefree, fearless, and impossible to control, Pansa is everything Love is not. While Love carefully plans every step she takes, Pansa embraces uncertainty with a smile. Their worlds collide after an unexpected encounter, setting off a chain of events that neither of them could have imagined. When the Student Council searches for a new Vice President, Pansa unexpectedly becomes the top candidate. Forced to work together despite their clashing personalities, the strict perfectionist and the free-spirited transfer student slowly begin to challenge each other's beliefs, uncover hidden wounds, and discover that sometimes the person who changes your life is the one you never wanted to meet. In a world shaped by expectations, ambition, and family legacy, can two complete opposites learn that love isn't something to be planned, but something that quietly finds its way into your heart?

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.