Is Madison Beer Lesbian Novels & Stories

Lewd comments about my body are getting massive likes. "@richboyTexas: Can't even blame Thomas. Look at those juicy boobs." "@Trey44: Her lips are perfect, like she's ready for anything. If I were Thomas, I'd want to hit that too." "@J'avonSleek: Bet she wanted it, haha." My body crawls—nausea pools below my stomach, hot and sour. I swallow hard, my fingers gliding over the screen until I see it. "@GenieJenny: Wait, someone said the girl's from Arden University? 😭"

She threw herself into every seedy nightclub she could find, and worse, she started picking fights with the big players in our circle. Eventually, her arrogance caught the attention of Madison Leroy. Madison came from real old money. She was powerful, decisive, and ruthless when the occasion demanded it. She had once pursued me romantically, but after I told her the truth about Nina and the promise I'd devoted my life to keeping, she chose to let go. After that, we became best friends who held nothing back from each other. That night, Eloise had too much to drink at an exclusive private club. She publicly humiliated one of Madison's male companions and even went so far as to point her finger

Maybe Chelsea hasn't lost his spark yet after all. Leslie's laughter filled the room. "Oh, Chelsea, you're a charmer." She beamed at him "See, this is one of the reasons I like you. You're like Madison Grey and Chris Boon in one person." Chelsea's confusion was evidentiary. "Who?" Leslie's enthusiasm faltered. "The LGBTQ couple in Rocky Starters? Oh crap, why am I the only person who watches that show in this goddamn town?" Kai chimed in, dry amusement lacing his voice. "Because nobody watches shitty shows like you do."

The elders’ those stone faced mean bitches my mother Allison Lyra Monroe was the biggest one of them all, she was the queen of Silver lake after all and then silver lake was the strictest place for… deviants. The moon light club had always been fun, there was always the fun flirty vibe but it came with a tinge of fear and shame, it came with looking over the shoulders and wondering who would tell. It was the first gay/ queer strip club in all of Silver lake, that was totally unacceptable at the time but the fairy Jordane (who happens to my best friend in the whole world) did not care, he got death threats like it was nothing, he received multiple warnings to close down the place but the psyc

Everyone knows me as a gentle and calm wife. On our wedding night, my husband, Julian Chapman, sleeps with another woman. I tell myself that it's part of being married and that I should be understanding. He blows through the 30,000 dollars I brought into the marriage. I kept my silence. Then, he brings home one mistress after another. I pour them drinks myself. When his gambling debts finally catch up with him, he sells me to a brothel without a second thought. "This is my wife. She's quiet, obedient, and easy to deal with. Take her instead. Do whatever you want with her." I laugh. He has no idea that I had a reputation before I ever married him. They called me the Queen of Hell. I ha

"Souvenir! Your turn to spin, bro." Bryce spun to Madison. "Truth: What's the kinkiest thing you've done on a boat?" Madison flushed but leaned in, voice husky over the music. "Fucked a stranger in the engine room last summer. Blindfolded, hands tied to the pipes. Didn't even know his name—just his cock pounding me while the waves rocked us." Whistles and cheers erupted. Ethan high-fived Bryce. "That's my kinda story! Details, girl—big cock?" Madison winked. "Huge. Left me sore for days." Rebecca laughed, but I felt her hand slip under my waistband, stroking my cock lightly. "Getting ideas, Nolan?" she whispered, her thumb circling the tip. "Maybe we sneak off later..."

Though Madison also despised Adelaide, hearing her daughter's words, she swiftly warned, "Don't provoke her. You're no match. The Golden Jewelry Store fiasco was your carelessness. How could you leave the ledgers in the store?" Madison's white musk pheromones exploded like ice shards, her pupils slitting into blood-red lines in the shadows. Her Moon Goddess emblem at the nape of her neck scorched hot—a typical glandular reaction for a noble werewolf in rage. Wanda's wolf tail curled defensively under her skirt, her mint pheromones chaotic with regrets. "I was afraid of Rowena finding out about the store if I took the ledgers home." "You should have sent them elsewhere," Madison said, her wol

From how he and Jayson met in the film club to how they hooked up after the sexual tension between them became too heated. "Maddie!" I whisper shouted, trying to hush her while looking around me. "What? I'm right, aren't I? Oh, Jonathan Moore, you sly fox. He actually seduced sexy and hot Jayson Dexter. I'm impressed." Madison smirked, placing a bottle of sesame oil in the cart. "Right?" I agreed with her. "You got Mason and Jon got Jayson, I'm the only single one in our friend group." Madison said, sighing dramatically.

I shouldn't forget my place all because of the connection I feel to Alpha Jax. I looked down instantly. I shouldn't have dared to make eye contact with him in the first place. Madison laughed. Nate and Bea turned to her with annoyed expressions. "What the fuck is so funny?" they chorused. Madison giggled "Am I really high or is this actually happening? Is Jax mated to this waitress?" "Not only is she a waitress" Bea spat out, her voice laced with venom "She's a fucking omega, a fucking slave" "Jax" Nate said to him "Are you sure about this? Did you actually feel it or are you just checking her out?"

But I was surprised when he suddenly laughed like a man hearing something funny yet disgusting. “Madison Morgan…” I flinched when Gavin suddenly looked at me before saying my complete name. I pursed my lips. I feel like I’m going to face a divine judgment and unsure if I’ll go up there or down there. I was about to open my mouth when he suddenly placed his pointing finger in my lips. He leaned closer to my face as I tried moving back. “A gay would be disgusted kissing a woman.” He said, whispering like a soft wind touching my face.