Lesbian Bestie Novels & Stories

"But I'm getting another round." We drink in silence for a while. The music thumps around us. The lights flash. Dee sighs heavily. "What's wrong?" I ask. She stares at her glass. "I think I'm in love with my roommate." I blink. "That's... okay. What's the problem?" She looks at me. Her eyes are anxious. "She's a girl." "Oh?" "Yeah." She takes a drink. "And she's human. She doesn't know about any of this. The pack. The wolves. Anything.”

Brad Why the fuck did I come back here? I knew Briar was gone with that psychopath and his cujo wannabe dog. It's not like I actually like Sadie. She's eager to please in bed, but she's so fucking annoying. I mostly just like to make Briar jealous. The way she dropped me so easy was fucking bullshit. For a dog.

Secretive in thought and emotion, Lycer mostly keeps his past and current struggles to himself, hiding behind a playful persona Lesa: She/Her: Full of love and always protected by the communities around her, Lesa isn't prepared for the betrayal to come to her. Nonetheless, she will persist for not only herself but also the child she carries; determined to give him the same upbringing full of love that she received

I nodded; I could understand the situation from the werewolves’ perspective. For them, the situation was black and white when it came to the survival of the species, perhaps because they were one of the species most affected when near-extinction occurred. But seeing Liv talking to me openly about the subject made me realize that the fear had dissipated. “But you’re openly a lesbian, and I think that’s great,” I said without hesitation. She smiled genuinely. “Let’s just say I’m not a lesbian,” she said, and I frowned. “I can be with men and women without hesitation.”

I stuttered. A chirpy blonde approached me in all smiles. “Hi, I’m Raina” she introduced, pointing over to a red-haired girl. “And that’s my mate, Sheena. We’re representing the vampire district” Her mate was..a girl? “Raina, you’re...” “I’m a lesbian” She concludes. The smile on her face slowly waxes off as she asks “Does that disgust you?” “Not at all” I say. “I think it’s cute. You two make a cute couple”

He would laugh his ass off and tease me for not being able to manage a little she-wolf. “Aleks,” he gasped exaggeratedly. “Don’t tell me you are afraid that she is too pretty and would be targeted by other he-wolves… and she-wolves.” He then gave me a wink and teased. There were many openly gays, lesbians, and bisexuals in the underworld, it wouldn't be a wonder if my mate could attract lesbians and bisexuals at today’s party. I was about to retort to him, but my mate opened her mouth first. “I would even wear a blindfold so that I wouldn't have to see your ugly faces,” she spat the words coldly.

I did everything to be a good friend, only to be treated as my so-called best friend’s scapegoat. When her husband found cigarette ash in their house, she claimed I was the one smoking. When she snuck off for a private rendezvous with her lover, she told him she was celebrating my birthday. And when she got pregnant, she pinned the blame on me again, declaring I was consumed with jealousy—that I had spiked her drink and hired someone to violate her. Enraged, her husband marched to my doorstep wielding a blade and hacked me to death. When I opened my eyes again, I had returned to the exact day she had asked me to cover for her affair.

She uplifted a brow, "good, your balls are valuable in terms of producing offsprings, it'd be a sad thing to have Alpha Finlay chop them off and feed them to the fishes." Ophelia's mouth opened once more for she was astounded, having Finlay's beta speak this way. She admired Lewis and felt a bit envious of her because the girl was everything she wasn't, even though they were agemates. No one would've been more fit to be Finlay's Beta other than this girl they all underestimated from the onset. "My Luna," Lewis smiled before bowing at Ophelia and taking her leave. "She's a lesbian," someone muttered after a slicing of silence and carried on with his business.

[ 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.

“I’ll join you on the rink.” Lily slaps me lightly on the hand. “Don’t be wicked, Era.” Her voice is cold, but I can hear the hint of a joke in it. Then she turns towards them and bows. “I’m Lily.” Her voice is low and seductive. “I’m Sierra’s best friend.” I scoff. This isn’t Lily’s voice. This girl is a troublemaker and can literally scream the whole place down, so why is she acting like she can’t even kill an ant?