Sapphic Novels & Stories

This was horrible. “Then why aren't you stopping it?!” I demanded. “Because no rules are being broken.” My lips parted in disbelief. “People are taking advantage of them!” “No,” he corrected flatly. “The Seraphinas are just amplifying desire, not mind controlling anyone. In case you still don't get the concept, Seraphinas are rare female werewolves with special scents that stabilizes Lycans, especially during the heat cycle when we grow aggressive.” Oh.

Chapter Three – Retreat’s Rapture The Sapphire Retreat darkened as night fell, the stars reflecting on the waves, the cabana’s sapphire curtains billowing in the coastal breeze, the air thick with the musk of our passion. My body was a map of their desire—bruises on my hips and thighs, bite marks on my chest, cum and sweat coating my skin—yet the hunger within me raged, a primal need fueled by Marcus and Liam’s unrelenting dominance. The two men loomed over me, their breaths heavy, cocks hard again, eyes locked on mine with a fierce devotion, ready to culminate the retreat in a rapture of flesh and spirit. The isolation thrummed with the energy of our shared taboo, their partnership a sacred

He never thought that maybe, just maybe the gods kept away because they needed the Calibaans to find their strength. After many years spent on consecutive pleadings made by Isi Ala. He met Ngwal Apata, the God of the Rock. He was the most aggressive of all the gods and was never worshipped by the earthen because of his unfriendly attitude. His feet and hands were rocky but his face was like that of the glowing moon. He rarely laughed or smiled and has no friends either. Seeing that no gods came to the Calibaan's rescue, he decided to usurp the opportunity.

I said the words with the best smile I could muster. "No, I'm just curious. Did you guys break up for real or you know, you're living with the fact that he's not faithful and you're letting him fuck everyone?" Anabeth laughed. I had low tolerance for her, and she knew it; but there must be something about getting on my nerves that appeal to her in the best way.

Hopelessly, I put the pen down and leaned my back on my chair, clasped my hands behind my head, and squeezed my tired eyes shut. “Hello, twinnie!” Saph’s voice jolted me to sit straight. Her dashing smile brightened my mood right away. “’sup, Lady Gaga?” I teased, grinning at her sudden glare. It annoyed her when I called her by that name, and she was aware I was mocking her. Saph loved every Lady Gaga’s song and memorized every lyric in all albums. It pissed me off because I couldn’t fully understand why she loved her music when there was some music worth listening for.

"Welcome to the Hell, My Sister-in-Law." NOTE : Sapiosexual is a person's orientation that makes intelligence a major factor in sexual attraction. People with this orientation not only like to see someone who is considered smart, but also make it a source of passion. See you bye 👋 Love all ❤️

Amy turns to our older sister, who is standing there with her arms crossed, not looking amused anymore. “Yes, Amy. I still have him blocked. He will not be happy. I can’t believe I agreed for us all to leave our phones behind too.” “We are fine! Let’s all loosen up and dance!” Saph is such a cheap drunk. She hardly drinks because she believes her body is a temple and doesn’t like to expose it to toxins. Her words, not mine. But one shot shouldn’t be getting her this loose. I think I might be feeling that shot too. Must be a really strong tequila.

That night in her dorm, she touched herself, imagining his voice, fingers sliding through her wetness as she whispered his name. The second session was at his home office while his wife was away on business. The room smelled of old books and sandalwood. Zephyr wore a black button-down, sleeves rolled up to reveal strong forearms. They delved into Sappho and Marvell, the conversation growing dangerously intimate. “You approach these texts like they’re dangerous,” he said, eyes darkening. “Bcos desire is dangerous and that’s the point.” When his hand rested on her knee, Rhiannon didn’t pull away. Instead, she whispered her growing confusion—how the poems made her body ache. Zephyr’s conflict w

Chapter 000 To get a superpower, I joined the survival game. But a small system glitch changed my mission in the Soul Trial from the universal “Survival” to… “Slay Sitri”. Sitri is the great prince of hell who reigns over sixty legions of demons. And his specialty? He creates love between two souls from thin air. When I first met that devil, he smirked with those fox eyes, taking pride in holding the hearts of all mortals in his hand.

"Priapus will teach you stamina and endurance. How to fuck for hours without stopping. How to read a body's limits and push past them safely." Aphros nods to the massive man. Priapus's silver eyes lock on mine and something hot coils in my stomach. "Ecstasia will teach you how to manage multiple partners. Group dynamics. How to orchestrate pleasure across several bodies at once." Aphros gestures to the gender fluid figure. "And you?" I manage to ask.