Novel & Cerita Lgbtq Novels

I asked in disbelief. "Don't make that look as though you wouldn't like to read Gl." She said it with a sarcastic tone. "I'm homophobic, okay." I explained, and she had her lips pressed together in a thin line while nodding her head affirmatively. "Do you like BL that much?" I ask, trying to understand. "Yeah, I do. Sorry if that made you uncomfortable." She apologised once more. "No, it's fine; most straight people love reading gay love novels as long as it's the opposite gender." I explained. "And you?" She asked.

You made it! The end to “Our Young Funny Voices.” I just wanted to take the time to thank you for coming along Francine and Vasilisa’s journey. I began writing this novel in January of 2019, but didn’t start really plowing through it until April 2019. My characters are loosely based off my own experiences, and the experiences of people in my life. I’m dedicating this book to those in the LGBTQ community without a voice. We still have a long way to go in our fight towards equality for all- and while Vasilisa’s decision won’t be everyone’s, I’m hoping wherever you are it gets better.

My legs felt unsteady, every step reminded me of Isabella’s fingers and the way she had made me squirt across the bed. I could still feel her on my skin. Sitting across from Chloe while her mother sat beside me felt surreal and dangerous. Isabella’s knee brushed mine under the table once. The contact alone made my pussy clench hard. Chloe talked until she finally yawned and said she was going to bed. The moment her door closed down the hall, Isabella looked at me. She didn’t speak. She just stood, took my hand, and led me back to her room. This time she locked the door and braced a chair under the handle.

My pussy and ass were throbbing and leaking, but I felt happier than I had in years. “But Jamie…” Lena said quietly, kissing my forehead, “this can’t be a one-time thing. I’m going to keep fucking you. Even if it means sneaking around behind my sister’s back.” I looked up at her, heart racing. “I don’t want it to be one time either,” I admitted. Lena smiled wickedly and slid her hand between my legs again, gently rubbing my oversensitive clit. “Good. Because I’m far from finished with you tonight…”

To all my incredible readers, Thank you for being part of this journey. From the moment Alpha Logan was written to the final chapters of Her Second Chance Mate, it has been an unforgettable ride. This 12-novel, 9-short-story series has taken us across the world, showing that love and family come in many forms. No matter race, gender, or sexuality, everyone deserves love, a place to belong, and the freedom to define what family means to them.

Not when they had each other. ~ ~ ~ THE END ~ ~ ~ Author's Note: I hope you enjoyed reading this story as much as I enjoyed writing it. This is my first attempt at writing an LGBT novel, so go easy on me! I would love to hear your thoughts. It'll mean a lot to me! Thank you, cheers and be kind to all! P.s It's not over! There will some extra (steamy) chapters star

I could feel my heart racing at the idea of certain questions being asked. "I am apart of the LGBTQ+ community." His deep voice sounded over the speakers I felt my breathe catch in my throat as I contemplated my next move. I noticed many others stepping forward so I followed suit in a last second decision. I looked around and nearly fell over when I saw Anna smirking over at me from across the way, clearly having taken a step. I turned to my left and noticed Rory directly next to me with a glint her her eye. Once we stepped back I could feel the sweat on my palms as I clenched my fists and shoved them into my pockets. That was the first time I had ever openly admitted to being even remotely

I'm so hard. Nobody will know if I watch gay porn. Nobody will know. I try to convince myself I will fucking know. Me. I'm not a fucking fa- I catch myself mid-thought. This is why Jay and Blake hate me now. Don't be a fucking bigot Louis, I tell myself. I look at the gay tab again and on an impulsive thought, click on it. The website loads to the gay content. My dick throbs in anticipation I scroll, looking at the thumbnails. A lot of it is the same as straight porn. Blowjobs... handjobs... fucking...

For the first time, Cathedra had someone who didn't cringe every time she opened her mouth to speak. So this is what having a friend feels like, huh? Cathedra thought to herself. One lunch break, while waiting for Diane underneath the tree, Cathedra was scribbling a draft of her first novel in her notebook. The novel contained the scenes she saw in the storybook, back in her kindergarten days. Since that day at kindergarten, she didn't tell anyone what she saw in the storybooks anymore. The thought of seeing things that other people couldn't still terrified her but she tried hard not to think about it by avoiding any book she can see other than school books and textbooks.

I told him. “You do not have to fight it anymore, Aiden," Blake said in a calm voice, his fingers caressing my naked back. “I love you, Aiden. I have loved you for months, and being gay is simply not something you just choose.” He pulled back to look into my eyes which I was sure was red from all that crying I had been doing earlier. “Being gay is who you are, and you can not erase it. You need to stop hiding behind those baggy clothes because you absolutely do not need them.”