Sapphic Stories

In which a devoted fan wakes up as the story's doomed villainess, completely ignores the handsome Crown Prince, and accidentally (not really accidentally...) romances the Cold Duchess of the North instead.

CeoxAssistant|gxg|slowburn|15 years age gap He leaned over her desk for fourteen minutes. Amalia didn't remember his name by the time Nadia was done with her. "What's his name?" "I don't knowww" Amalia whined. "Good girl." She wiped the smudged lipstick from Amalia's mouth with her thumb like a statement. Then walked the entire length of the office, poured water, walked back. Set it down. Amalia looked at it. Looked at Nadia. Raised both shoulders toward her ears and turned her face away. "You're being ridiculous, Amalia." But Amalia didn't budge. Nadia picked her up. Sat back down with Amalia settled against her, tipped the glass to her lips, kissed her once between every sip. Unhurried. Like this was completely reasonable. It was the most spoiled thing Amalia had ever allowed. She allowed all of it. "More." she said when the glass was empty. "Brat." "Your brat." Nadia didn't answer. She didn't have to. She just went to get more water. Amalia Peters. 20. Never carried her own bag. Never pumped her own gas. Never eaten a meal that wasn't placed in front of her like an offering. Beautiful. Brilliant. Completely aware of both. Then June took her parents and left her in a house so quiet she talked to empty chairs. She got a job not because she needed money because the silence was unbearable. She pouted through the entire interview. Got hired anyway. Nadia Crane. 35. Looks 25. Stopped being flattered by that around thirty. On paper - CEO. Empire builder. Never raises her voice. Off paper - cargo that moves at night. Contracts nobody signs twice. A stillness that has ended careers, companies, and at least three men's entire futures. She runs several companies. Only some are legal. She watched Amalia Peters sigh at a waiting room chair like it had wronged her ancestors. And hired her on the spot. Her parents spoiled her. Her boss ruined her beyond repair. #1 in spoiled. #1 in intersex. #1 in gl. #1 in lesbianlgbt #1 in sapphic

He left her alone in the rain like she was nothing. Edward walked away and never looked back. But the forest had other plans for Bella Swan - because something ancient was watching from between the trees. Something that chose her. When a dragon attacks and three strangers save her life, Bella discovers that the love she lost was never her real destiny. Tanya. Kate. Irina. Three mates. One transformation. And a version of herself she never could have imagined. She didn't lose a love. She was finally found by the right ones.

These women thought their paths would never align. Romy Vanelle never dreamed of working in a run-down pizza shop. The prestigious cooking academy La Cherief is supposed to be her escape. Little does she know that the gorgeous disaster who once ordered a pineapple pizza with garlic buns will soon become the person she fears most: Arabella Renette, world-famous chef-and Romy's strict, perfection-obsessed instructor, who mysteriously stopped cooking years ago. Keeping the elite scholarship that keeps her afloat won't be her only challenge. She'll also have to survive the dangerously attractive chef who watches her every move. Romy likes to taste the danger. And she soon realizes she'll have to take everything with... A Grain of Salt.

SOMETIMES IT FEELS LIKE I'VE GOT A WAR IN MY MIND Mari Mendina was always known as the girl who played football-nothing more. A girl who never let anyone push her around. No one noticed how much she doubted herself, how anger was easier than admitting she was scared. Becoming a demigod only makes everything louder, heavier. Clarisse La Rue is just a friend at first someone who fights with her, laughs with her until one day Mari realizes she doesn't know how to tell where friendship ends and love begins Clarisse La rue x fem oc pjo season 1-2 (TBD)

In a world of flashbulbs and legal firestorms, two women on opposite ends of chaos collide. Engfa Waraha-sharp-tongued, ice-veined, a high-profile attorney with a reputation for never losing. Charlotte Austin-beloved by millions, an actress with a voice like velvet and secrets clawing just beneath her skin. When Charlotte's name explodes across headlines in a scandal too ugly to ignore, she doesn't need a lawyer-she needs a savior. Engfa steps in, not to protect Charlotte's fame, but to peel back the silence that's slowly swallowing her whole. What begins as damage control spirals into something dangerously intimate. In courtrooms and green rooms, under hospital lights and starlit balconies, they unravel. Together. Fiercely. Unforgivably. And what's born from the wreckage is a kind of love that doesn't just survive the fire. It becomes it. Original work Don't copy or adapt without permission.

Jayna once fell in love with Ginny in high school-two years her senior, always just out of reach. It was a quiet, one-sided love she buried before it could ever be heard... but never truly let go. Few years later, they meet again. This time, Ginny isn't untouchable-she's unpredictable. She walked away from her powerful family to chase a dream they refused to accept-to become an actress. Freedom came with a price... and now she's already engaged to someone else. Jayna knows where she stands. Too late. Too risky. Too wrong. She never stopped chasing her own dream either. Between long workdays, she quietly searches for producers, holding onto her goal of becoming a film director. But rejection after rejection wears her down... and just when she's about to give up- She sees Ginny again. And suddenly, everything she tried to let go comes rushing back. Not just her first love... but the part of herself that still believes in dreams. Because Ginny isn't just her past- she's the reminder of who Jayna used to be... and who she still wants to become. So this time, Jayna doesn't want to run. Even if it means crossing lines she shouldn't. Even if it means risking her dignity. Even if it means falling for someone she can't have. Because some love doesn't disappear-it waits... and when it returns, it demands to be felt. So what happens when you're about to give up on your dream... and the person who once held your heart becomes the reason you fight again? --- Author's Note: Don't trust this description too much... the story might surprise you. ..😉

She was losing her faith. She was losing herself. Somehow, they found each other in the middle of it all. But when the world is against them, will love be enough?

Rye Wongsuwan knows how to survive. After leaving the U.S. Navy, she returns to Bangkok carrying memories she would rather forget, sleepless nights she can't explain, and a life carefully built around keeping people at a distance. Then she meets Nava Phisuthisin. Nava is everything Rye isn't-warm, patient, and unafraid to stay when things get difficult. Rye never asked to be saved. She never believed she needed anyone. But sometimes, healing doesn't come in the form of someone rescuing you. Sometimes, it comes quietly. In the form of someone who stays. And when the darkness finally fades... Rye begins to wonder if Nava was never meant to be her rescue- but her reason to wait for morning. WHEN MORNING COMES A story about healing, trust, second chances, and finding love when you least expect it.

Mira Mendoza had loved Rotten Sunday long before the sold-out arenas, the world tours, and the millions of fans screaming their names. To her, they were never just a band. They were home. Then she met a stranger who liked standing quietly at the back of every busking performance. A stranger with calloused fingers, too many piercings, and eyes that looked like they'd been carrying the weight of the world for far too long. She had no idea she was about to fall in love with the one person she'd spent years admiring from a distance. Some songs are written to be remembered. Some are written to be lived.

Giana has spent her life being told who to be. Nova has spent hers refusing to let anyone get close. When they both find a reason to stay, they must fight the people controlling their lives to choose a future where they can live and love freely.

She chose her song. She just didn't know she'd already chosen her. Emi is a singer with one hit and a silence she can't break. When her company opens a blind audition for an outside composer, one anonymous song stops her cold - like someone wrote the words she's been choking on. She needs to find the person behind it. But some people don't want to be found. A story about being heard, being seen, and being brave enough to simply be you

Megan Skiendiel is a detective, not the best, but better than most. Her most recent case? String together suspicious murders, all with the very same pattern. But when she meets Yoonchae Jeung, a person who seems a little too closely related to the cases, she begins to wonder if the girl right in front of her is behind it all. Yoonchae Jeung is a normal person. Well, as normal as a person with dead parents could be. But the one rule of her life, even unspoken, Is to never, ever fall in love with someone who could hurt you.

A Filipino Sapphic Slow-Burn Romance "Some homes are built out of concrete. Others are built out of the quiet courage to let someone in." For four years, Mayi's 42-square-meter Manila condo has been her sanctuary-a carefully guarded fortress where her five-year-old daughter, Kali, can thrive, and where no one can ever control her again. Having survived a toxic relationship defined by reproductive coercion and stolen choices, Mayi has built a peaceful life around early morning routines, kindergarten lesson plans, and complete self-reliance. She doesn't need a partner. She needs autonomy. Alexandria Lopez has spent seventeen years hiding behind her achievements. A climate and disaster researcher with a quiet gravity, Alex buried her romantic self in academia to survive her mother's conditional love and homophobia. She has accepted a solitary life-convinced that loving a woman means hurting her family. When a city-wide Habagat flood forces Alex into Mayi's kindergarten classroom as a visiting researcher, seventeen years of unspoken history crash into the present. As torrential monsoons paralyze Metro Manila, Alex becomes a gentle, steady presence in Mayi and Kali's daily life-offering protection without control, and love without conditions. But with old familial ghosts lingering and the terrifying risk of opening guarded hearts, both women must ask themselves: can two careful adults find shelter in each other without triggering the past?

Aurora "Rory" Villanueva has always believed that every story deserves to be told. As an optimistic journalism student with dreams of becoming an investigative reporter, she's determined to leave her mark on the world-even if it means stumbling into awkward situations along the way. Celeste De Vera is the exact opposite. A brilliant law student admired for her elegance and feared for her cold demeanor, she's built walls around her heart that no one has ever managed to break. To most people, she's untouchable. To Rory, she's simply the most frustrating person she's ever met. When fate forces them to work together on a university project, constant arguments and clashing personalities make it seem impossible for them to get along. But as late-night study sessions, rainy afternoons, and quiet conversations reveal the hidden sides of each other, resentment slowly gives way to understanding-and an unexpected friendship begins to bloom. Yet some hearts carry secrets too heavy to share. As family expectations, campus rumors, painful memories, and uncertain futures threaten to pull them apart, Rory and Celeste must decide whether love is worth the risk of opening old wounds. Together, they'll discover that healing isn't a journey meant to be walked alone, and that sometimes the most beautiful love stories begin with two people who never expected to fall.

[Posted to AO3 under elysianblu.] In which, though trios are often regarded as inherently complex - be it in friendships or romantic relations - Shiori, Elizabeth, and Nerissa would vehemently refute that notion. An ode to what was, an ode to what is, and an ode to what will be: A bouquet of flowers . . . jewelry with pendants of the sun, the earth, and the moon, each gleaming individually . . . distinctive footfalls . . . the faint undertone of humming . . . and the two culprits of said humming, both kneeling before the fireplace with long-handled matches in hand. Eyes saying 'fire in my heart, fire in my brittle bones; fire to persist but not to ever ravage; fire as a synonym for love and loyalty' . . . and the sound of Nerissa chuckling before speaking, "Welcome home, Moony."

Harper Blackwood was everything Hermione Granger hated: rule-breaker, arrogant, popular, and worst of all... smarter than her. Hermione Granger was everything Harper Blackwood hated: rule-follower, teacher's pet, annoying, and worst of all... a 'mudblood.' Hate wasn't a strong enough word to describe how they felt about each other. They loathed one another. Yet when deep-rooted feelings bubble to the surface, not everything is as it seems.

Azriel left Manila for Cebu, determined to live independently and away from her family's expectations. Everything changes when Sapphire Celesty Morgan, a new teacher on campus, enters her life. What starts as a simple encounter slowly turns into something neither of them expected-love. But when Azriel's family demands that she return to Manila and take over the family business, she's left torn between the family she loves and the woman she can't let go of. And when everything falls apart, Sapphire is left with one painful question: "Ain't our love enough?"

Two worlds of devotion. One shared city. A quiet fire neither can afford to light. Amid the noise and routine of campus life in Nairobi, two girls move through their days under the heavy weight of expectation. One is anchored to a strict movement that demands absolute surrender, seen only in her modest blue overcoat and white headscarf. The other carries the rank and responsibility of a dedicated leader in her fellowship, balancing duty with silent questions. They were taught to guard their hearts and remain within their boundaries. But when an unexpected encounter forces them into each other's orbit, the walls around them start to crumble. Until the Sand Runs Out, follows two young Kenyan women navigating the high-stakes intersection of deep faith, hidden desires, and a love that threatens to cost them everything.

"I learnt the only thing I can believe in is me. I have faith in myself. That's how I survived." Prisha Pawar grew up as an orphan, trusting nobody but herself. An aloof figure with a mysterious aura, she knows what she's doing, she knows what the reaction is going to be. A computer programming genius, she's miles ahead of her peers in academics. A head girl, class president and club leader, she's the perfect role model, but Prisha Pawar is much more than that. Occasionally engaging in unethical and illegal activities, she has a path planned ahead of her but sometimes Prisha wishes she actually lived not just survived. Rehya Sinha has everything you would ever wish to be born with, she's from a wealthy and loving family and has a twin brother, preventing her from ever being lonely. Not only is Rehya a pretty face but also a talented guitarist who aspires for a music career. Her only dream is to stand on the big stage along with her band. What happens when the two cross paths when Rehya and her brother move back to their homeland after growing up in America? Rehya as the daughter of the director of Rose High School and Prisha as the cold, calculating and distant class president.