Jacqueline Valentine Lesbian Novels & Stories

“Recently, with Jackson –“ My brows shot up and I ended up laughing. It was just yesterday Valens was complaining that Jackson seemed to know too much about his moves. I knew Jackson and I knew Valens. There was no way Jackson could outsmart Valens so I agreed there would be an insider leaking the plans to him. Who would have thought that the insider would be that sly bitch? “She’s been leaking information to Jackson,” I helped Lucian complete his statement. “And Valens is going to slit her throat as soon as he finds out.” He winced and I laughed again.

She landed her eyes on me and raised her eyebrows "Huh?" "Don't tell me Joey decided to prank me right now?" She said and I laughed "He won't prank you , it's like commiting suicide" I said "Valentine!" I shut my mouth "Joey and Valentine are dating miss , there won't be a war anymore" Someone said and I sighed big time "Really?" Ms. Glory asked disbelief "Really Valentine?" She asked me and I nodded "Did the hell freeze? That's what you said when I said you both will fall in love one day" Oh yeah I remembered when I said that

"What do you see?" "My face?" "No, stupid ass!" "I can see a woman." "That's right, Yhannie. You can see a woman right there, a strong woman. We shouldn't just let men step on us easily." "Yeah but......" "Valentine hurt a lot of women. He destroyed a lot of self-esteem, a lot of innocent hearts, he brought menace upon us, unsuspecting victims. And even if him realizing that he's actually gay won't hurdle us from continuing to the plan. The plan is going to commence, no matter what the case is. I've got everything planned out smoothly" Valerie is totally serious about this. She's like a train that can't be stopped. "Actually it's a set of plans."

On Valentine’s Day, Ethan Scott had a last-minute social engagement and left me home alone. Late at night, I received a message from him, telling me to meet him at a bar. Thinking he had finally remembered me, I rushed out the door, eager to see him. But when I came to the door of the private lounge, the scene before me froze me in place. Taylor Winston straddled Ethan’s lap, her silk camisole slipping from her shoulders, the straps barely clinging to her elbows.

“He was my brother, too.” The Queen’s lips part, as if she wants to say something, but I don’t give her the chance. “You don’t get to speak ill of him,” I tell her, my voice quieter now, but no less lethal. “Not now. Not ever.” She studies me for a long moment. Then, with a slow shake of her head, she turns away. “Foolish girl,” she murmurs under her breath. I don’t care. Valentine is still fighting, his fury unrelenting, his grief spilling into every movement.

Until next time you stay girly and I'll stay in the closet awaiting my best opportunity to finally escape. Love, Teagan The Closeted Lesbian

He knew he didn’t have to worry about Valeria and Yolanda like he did with Melissa and Diamond. These two he actually considered his friends. He loved them as such. They were supermodel chicks that were beautiful and fit. Valerie had ginger short hair while Yolanda had long black hair. Valerie was slightly shorter than Yolanda. Any man would love to be in Jason’s shoes right now while these women sexed him and each other. Jason turned Valerie over and exited her, going behind Yolanda leaning her forward over Valerie in a 69 position.

“Luciana that man can kiss.” “I saw the one in the paper, has there been more?” Luciana asked. “Yes, a few.” “Well, even though we have always disliked him, I will say I always wanted to kiss him.” Val laughed and gave her friend a light shove. “Watch it now, my man,” Val told her friend, giving her a pretend side-eye. “You need to remember that, Valentina. You know how he was and how his past was; there may be a few other women who may try shit and you have every God damn right to stop them.”

The maiden gasped at the sweet gesture. Then the Dark Queen climbed atop her maiden, getting in between her shapely legs, causing every sensation to intensify. Hades buried her face into Persephone's neck and breasts. It sent a wave of shocking pleasure. once their skin made contact. The maiden craved for Hades more than ever. She enjoyed the goddess's weight above her, the thrilling touches on her skin. It was both delirious and surreal -like a dream within a dream. "I love you, Hades," she blurted, but she did not regret saying it. The goddess's amorous words were hot against Hades's lips, branding them upon her skin. "You are my first joy and my last."

"You like her, don't you?" "One of these days, I'll put you in a jar and pickle you along with the rest of the olives," I said, but she just grinned. Olive glanced back at Charlotte, who was taking out her camera from her bag. "I bet she has feelings for you, Darci," she said. I rolled my eyes. "Are we here to practice or talk about straight girls?" I said. "How do you know she's straight?" "Hello, look at her!" I said.