Lesbian Novels & Stories

What was I going to do with a slave and how would it ever work in my current relationship? "I don't know how that would work, Rhonda. If you are submissive, why not submit to a lesbian Mistress? Mistress Dark is a lesbian, why not choose her?" "She uses her slaves to train other submissives and dominants, Domina. I'd end up having sex with men anyway, and it wouldn't be only one which you and Lisa clearly love and you're so devoted to." "What about my Mistress, Rhonda?" Lucia asked. "Brianna would welcome another lesbian slave of your caliber. You would never have to have sex with men, even to get

Many could not withstand the power of the Goddess in the flesh, only Alpha’s could stand so close. Adele only nodded her head, overwhelmed by the power she was experiencing. Her wolf would be focusing solely on the Goddess, a dangerous side effect if she was present with any other wolf. It was easy to drown in the moons embrace. “You surprise me, Lunum Lupus.” Adele jumped at the arrival of Leonidas, stepping away from the table as the connection was broken. Adelaide huffed slightly in a chuckle at the child and watched as she backed slowly away. Sensing the age and power that came from the ancient wolf and came to stand behind her, peaking around her legs but not touching her.

Elena pov "You must be mistaken." I assure Velvet as I read through the letter she had just given to me. Everyone knows who Greg Dalton is, a multi millionaire with enough achievements to feed my generation so it can't be possible that he had chosen me to escort him to his family dinner, me of all people. Velvet spins in the chair that she is in and sighs, "I'm glad I'm not. I don't know why, but he wants you." Velvet runs the group I work with. We are not prostitutes but we get paid to satisfy men, or women, depending on who is involved.

I'm worried about the question. Luna slowly looked at me. "Are you a lesbian?" she asked me directly. I blinked at her question. I didn't intend to admit it but I slipped. Is there anything else I can do to get it back? I sat up and removed the blockage from my throat. I nodded. "Yes, I am a lesbian. There's nothing wrong with that, right?"

She paused again, not to wipe tears, but to catch her breath and gauge the pack's reaction. She took off again. "I am a lesbian, a woman who enjoys the company of another one, against that of male. I may not have said this to anyone of you, but I have never hidden it. Those of you who knew the story of the young lady that was killed on a Sunday morning at Mongroove forest some years ago, here's what you never knew. I was there with her. I had told her to follow me hunting. We were in a relationship, but she got shot and died.

Dylan was my partner today, and he definitely helped my nerves cool down while Jules went with Dylan's Beta, Carolina. To say the place was spontaneous was an understandment. It had a sparkling queenbee chandelier with small portraits of men. As we went down the short stairs, we saw a lot of people, mostly Lycans, since my wolve could sense it. This party definitely was one big one. The ladies were dressed to impress. The men were dressed their best despite how nervous they female wolves were. They smiled and mingled with other Alphas and betas. "I guess a lot of these females want to be Queen." Dylan stated with a smirk as he looked around the beautiful place.

I may not be the best person in the world, but ain't nobody better than me at dancing. I try to steer away from the 's' word. It does nothing but put me in a bad mood. »Marrisa, your outfit looks so pretty today, you literally look like an angel.« Sasha, known as Jasmine to the watchers, greets me as I enter the locker room. I look at her with a serious expression, and we both burst out laughing. »Angel of death, maybe.« »Lucifer.« she snorts and I laugh along. Coincidentally, this club has a rule that the dancers must pick flower-themed names. I could've picked my real name and no one would suspect a thing.

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

“It’s not their fault.” His brows furrowed slightly. “How is it not their fault?” I let out a soft breath, my fingers tightening slightly in my lap as I forced myself to say my next words out loud. “I’m wolfless,” I replied, lifting my gaze just enough to meet his, though I couldn’t hold it for long. “That alone makes me… less in the pack, I'm a disgrace to them, so you see I deserve the way they treat me. He scoffed surprisingly. “Don’t.”

"Interesting. You want to dig in the dirt instead of wearing fancy clothes and looking pretty?" "There's a lot more to it than looking pretty..." "So you don't like sex?" He cut me off. "I do, but not like that." "Are you asexual?" Is he even listening to me? Talking to him is futile. "Most women in the harem are actually bisexual, with a few lesbians. You need to explore a bit to figure out what you are." "I know what I am and what I want." "Are we playing dom-sub in my bed?" His stupid, irrelevant question confused me.