Abdl Lesbian Novels & Stories

"What? But she's not Abaddon's girlfriend, he's always been clear about that. Fucking psychotic bitch." "Tabitha." I reprimand her, shocked she'd be so rude about anyone. "Come on Sera, you know it's true. She's the only one delusional enough to believe Abaddon is capable of being monogamous. Look at how the Alpha behaves, I think it's an Alpha thing, like maybe they're hornier than the average wolf or something and it's not like Abaddon pretends he's into her for more than just sex, he barely even speaks to her during the day, she's just an easy cum dump." I'm about to seriously reprimand her again when she quickly pulls away from us into the centre of the hallway. "Oh my goddess, Abbadon.

In the dimly lit chamber of Abaddon's opulent mansion, a clandestine meeting was underway. The trio had gathered to discuss the enigmatic woman who had captured Abaddon's attention. Jezebel leaned against a polished table, her alluring aura mixing with a hint of danger, while Dexter's imposing presence stood nearby, his emerald eyes gleaming with intrigue. Axel lounged with an air of nonchalance, his cynical grin playing across his lips.

“However our search methods work best if the object of the search is within a certain range. So perhaps, with an escort from your people we can follow the roads through the town in search of her.” “Perhaps,” Abigail replied carefully. “Let’s take care of business first?” She raised her eyebrows at him meaningfully. “Of course,” he inclined his head again. “May I introduce to you the Priestesses of Melusine, Serulyn, Nerysia, Thalessa, and Caeluna. Amongst the Mer, our Priestesses are revered, but of all Priestesses, those dedicated to Melusine are revered most of all.” “We are honored,” Abigail bowed towards the Priestesses. “Most here you have met before ambassador, but I will introduce us

My dating debacles seemed to bring all the women in my life together. Somehow, through no fault of my own, Veronica, Trish, Beck, Stella, and Roxie had all formed an alliance against my sexuality. One would think lesbians would welcome other women into their tribe, encourage them to explore the nether lips, embrace the love of estrogen-not my friends. The more time I spent with them, the closer we all became, which was great, except they'd united in a plight to return me to the heterosexual dating pool. I felt cheated, unwanted. I threatened to call the LGBTQ Human Alliance about their discrimination, to which they all found great humor.

Alpha Abbadon wanted ONLY a worthy Luna and that was what I had the intention of giving him! The queue of the Beta maidens was now quickly diminishing and I had still not selected one suitable maiden for Alpha Abbadon to be his Luna. I could see him glance at me each time a Beta maiden walked past and I could tell his patience with me was beginning to run thin. The last Beta maiden was now standing before us. "Long may you reign Alpha Abbadon!" "I am the last on the queue but certainly not the least". "I am Adolphine - a Beta maiden from the Ula family".

“But, he did reveal that her secret lover was not a man.” What the fuck? “What in the world?” My mouth fell agape. Aila was screwing another woman? “It was a woman?” Ambrose nodded. “It was.” Now, that’s a different kind of pain. Cheating on your mate was bad enough, but cheating with the same gender, now I know why he was using more than the prescribed dosage. That hurt must have completely shattered him. “Aila was a lesbian?” Same-sex relationships are not common in North America, neither is it unheard of. However, they are a minority in the witch, werewolf and vampire territories.

She's got moonglow tits that bob in night waters, perfect round globes like curled-up white rabbits with black peaks of areola and gray nipples because she's all poison and ebony eyes and milky skin. She's curled up in my closet in a nest fit for the Zu bird and sweet seraph curses and she crows and speaks the language of birds that are girls, or girls that are monsters, with scaled legs and owl wings from ancient Sumerian carvings, but she's not perched on two lions, her thin wan legs are jumping on your bed and you're throwing pillows at each other and painting her lips and talons with a pop of cherry poison. It's all fun and games until arsenic kisses and slashed throats of words fly, it'

After a few minutes of silent cuddling, she pulled out her phone. I smiled, watching her unknowingly move herself towards even further devotion. Beth, meanwhile, was a whole other story. See, Beth was a lesbian. Still is, in fact. "Fuck me," she moaned, her fingers sliding in and out of her dripping pussy. "Fuck me, Toby. Make me yours. I want your cock inside me. I want it so bad..."

[ A lésbian woman seduces and fúcks her coworker's straight wife to prove a point and ends up enjoying it.] I've been a lésbian for as long as I can remember, and I’ve never hidden it. I fúck women with fire in my veins, and I crave the ones who are deliciously out of reach or secretly off-limits.

Those whose crimes warrant a sentence to eternal punishment were sent to the darkest regions of Erebus or down the pit of Tartarus. There stood a great palace made of black rock and crystal, the abode of a tall slender goddess Hades. Her majestic black robe and puissant look made those around her cower in fear. Mortals were afraid to even mention her name. Very few knew her as Áïda. Perhaps for fear of pronouncing it, they started calling her Hades.