Masked Lesbian Novels & Stories

In chaste bands, the matrons of Elysium honored their new queen with songs before the newlywed goddesses went to their secluded room. Through the open windows, the breeze from the five rivers carried the sound of hissing waves dashed against the thirsty black shore. Inside the chamber, a bronze brazier burned away with its brilliant flames. The flower-scented space was finely lit like a dream. Their marriage bed was neatly made for them with red petals of roses laid beautifully. With genial and kindly fashion, Hades induced her young wife to sit on a soft cushioned seat beside herself.

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

Her Dane. Some lesbians have gotten married over the years because they wanted to hide who they are or because they were forced too. Although, the marriage becomes hell and never lasts, they were able to have sex and tolerate their spouse even if it's just for a little while. Few has even been able to bear children. Surely she can do this.... right? She can do this. She wanted to. Dane is not just anybody but the man she truly wants to be with all the time. The man she loves. Surely, being intimate with him won't be so bad....right?

“I’m more than aware that you are a lesbian and will never like me. But still, I like being your boyfriend. You don’t yell at me about not calling and we don’t have to do anything sexual.” “You don’t like sexual things?” Raquel asked. “Like at all?” I shook my head. “Makes me kind of uncomfortable, honestly. I mean kissing is fine, but anything like touching or sex…I guess I just never got into it.” “So you’re…” “Asexual, yeah.” Raquel chuckled. “A closeted lesbian and an asexual. What a duo we are.” I laughed. “Yeah, we are. But I’ll play along as long as you want, but you have to do something for me in return.”

“Well, no one else has said anything to me. Remember, you can’t say anything to anyone. She’s scared of anyone finding out she’s a lesbian.” “We won’t,” Alaric said. “Thank you,” Thea said. “Misty is a good person, and she was driven to say those things about me to hide her feelings. She’s terrified of being found out. I don’t think it’s right or fair for her to feel that way. I want to help her and others like her. That’s what I talked about with your dad today. I want to change the perception, maybe open a gay bar for werewolves. But that’s a discussion for another time. I keep thinking about how scared she was to even have the feelings. I want her to know her feelings aren’t wrong.”

I couldn't stop feeling insecure when I saw how skinny they were; I felt like I was overweight even though I wasn't. Surprisingly, one of the female models began flirting with me. To my surprise, she was a lesbian, which didn't show because she didn't look like the typical lesbian who wears male clothing. Still, there are various categories within the LGBTQ community. "I'm sorry, but I am not..." I was going to say that I am not a lesbian when I was rudely interrupted by the female model next to her, who appeared to be her friend. "Oh, Jessica! Is your standard so low that you like someone like her? I mean, come on! How could you possibly like a staff that isn't all that attractive?" I overh

We’ve always focused on the male and female designs but this was the first time I did something out of the box considering our relationship. We live in a world where people like us are considered as a minority and abnormal so, when a brand like L'humanit'e would promote the LGBTQ+ community its gonna boost the confidence of the people who are scared to come out and end up suffering on their own. It would be a simple yet impetus message for all those who think they are abnormal just because the world tells them so. On the contrary we are the kind that makes us different from them and we’ve got nothing to be ashamed of.

Sweat trickled down my temple, and I wiped it away quickly. “So what’s the issue?” Lena pressed, ever the optimist. “People are gonna talk and everyone is gonna know I’m gay.” “Oh please, there’s a lot of gay people there. They actually get a separate party not to discriminate. Even straight guys go there, and you can always wear a mask.”

It seemed special as her powers told her. "It's so confusing" She muttered and looked away. **** "What do you want? Please, just tell me. I'll do anything" Mason groaned. "Anything?" Clyde raised a brow. "Anything at all" Mason nodded, panting heavily. Clyde smiled. "What about you drilling my tiny ass. hole as you called it?" Mason looked up to his face. "What?" "I'm gay" Clyde smiled, dangerous, and held his jaw. He took Mason's face to his and they both shared intense stares.

One month ago… “Good Morning people of New York, this is Radio Splash FM and I’m your girl Miranda Lain. Now I’m sure I told everyone last week, that Splash FM will be having an interview with the sensational, one and only, L.K, aka the Masked Queen of New York City. We’re going to be having an impersonal, phone interview to give everyone a chance to know what’s behind the sudden news of a breakup between L.K and her agency. Please, everyone, hold on while we make this call.”