Femme Stories

I wrote this for myself. But if you want, you can read it too.

In an eclectic district, Samia, a trans woman, seeks refuge and self-discovery. As she navigates the city's art-filled streets and welcomes queer community, she finds unexpected allies, forbidden love, and a sense of belonging. But shadows from her past threaten to unravel her newfound freedom. Will Samia find acceptance in the city of possibilities?

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Il se fait appeler musulman. Mais ses mains sont tachées de sang. Dans l'ombre, il règne par la peur : trafic, argent sale, violence, morts qu'il ne compte plus. La religion n'est pour lui qu'un héritage vidé de sens, un mot qu'il prononce sans jamais l'incarner. Jusqu'au jour où un marché est conclu. Un mariage arrangé. Une femme offerte pour libérer une famille. Elle est musulmane. Vraiment. Droite, silencieuse, ancrée dans sa foi. Elle n'a pas choisi cette union, mais elle refuse de se perdre. Dès le premier regard, elle comprend : elle a épousé un homme en guerre contre lui-même. Entre eux, il n'y a ni amour, ni tendresse. Seulement la domination, la peur, et une cohabitation étouffante. Quand elle ose rappeler que ses actes ne sont pas ceux d'un croyant, il répond par la colère. Parfois par la violence. Mais elle tient. Elle prie. Elle pose des limites. Elle incarne ce qu'il prétend être. Elle ne le prêche pas. Elle ne le sauve pas. Elle lui fait face. Peu à peu, quelque chose se fissure en lui. Pas par miracle. Pas par romance. Par confrontation. Par honte. Par vérité. Ce mariage n'est pas une histoire d'amour. C'est un champ de bataille intérieur. Entre le péché et la foi. Entre le pouvoir et la conscience. Entre la destruction et la possibilité du repentir. Et la question n'est plus seulement de savoir s'il l'aimera... mais s'il aura le courage de changer - ou s'il la détruira avant. 𝔓𝔢𝔲𝔱-𝔬𝔫 𝔰𝔢 𝔡𝔦𝔯𝔢 𝔠𝔯𝔬𝔶𝔞𝔫𝔱 𝔮𝔲𝔞𝔫𝔡 𝔬𝔫 𝔡é𝔱𝔯𝔲𝔦𝔱 𝔱𝔬𝔲𝔱 𝔠𝔢 𝔮𝔲𝔢 𝔇𝔦𝔢𝔲 𝔞 𝔦𝔫𝔱𝔢𝔯𝔡𝔦𝔱 ?

little sl1t looking for dom

Cassie Katrina Harris, 23, is a stripper at Royalty. Royalty being the number 1 strip club in Cali. Avery Amir Monroe, mainly known as Ace, 22, is a part time worker at Footlocker, the place where you can buy any kind of shoe. A'Zaire Julian Harris is Cassie's 5 year old son. While Brooklyn La'Shawn Monroe is Ace's 3 year old daughter. Cassie is doing what she needs, but feels as if something should be different. Could Ace be that person to change Cassie's life.....for better...or for worse??

Sa mundong mapaglaro, hindi mo alam kung kanino ka ulit mabubuo. It's either with somebody you will soon to meet or 'di kaya'y... sa ex mo? Credits to the rightful owner sa pic from Pinterest.

𝐃𝐞𝐬𝐢𝐫𝐞. 𝐓𝐞𝐦𝐩𝐭𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧. 𝐋𝐮𝐬𝐭 In a hidden wellness retreat tucked away in the heart of [New York's West Village, rising model Naomi Carter arrives seeking silence and escape from the relentless pace of her career. The retreat promises a break from the spotlight - no phones, no distractions, just quiet reflection. There, she meets Serena Laurent, a retired supermodel turned elusive artist and guide, who offers Naomi daily creative and introspective sessions. Their interactions start cool and distant but gradually deepen into a fragile emotional connection - one filled with unspoken fears, shared vulnerabilities, and subtle desire. As Naomi confronts her anxieties and identity loss, Serena struggles to maintain the boundaries of her role. But in the quiet between words and moments, their bond grows into something neither expected - a slow-burning love that challenges them both to be truly seen. In a world built on illusion, desire becomes dangerous. And falling for each other may be the most forbidden risk of all.

Wanna experience a Life as a young girl. Read this story, babiefied humiliated embarrassed etc

A story about an unknown femme, DarkStorm who has been recruited by the Decepticons when found in a energon mine, DarkStorm has been brought up to the Nemesis and has been trained for quite some time. After three years, DarkStorm has been a valuable member of the Decepticon ranks, and the Autobots come to a battle against the Decepticons, Megatron has DarkStorm as a secret weapon use against the Autobots. Team Prime recently discovered that DarkStorm is a Predacon and an Autobot at the same time, and Optimus is willing to make DarkStorm join the Autobot ranks because of Megatron's power for only destruction and conquer. Will Optimus change DarkStorm's mind to join the Autobot cause or will she still have her loyalty to the Decepticon ranks and help Megatron? Read this Fanfiction story to find out!... Also, there may be DreadwingxDarkstorm romance too...

Birdie is the story of a sudden and powerful romance that blossoms between a shy teenage girl and the son of a family friend at her parents countryside villa in Northern France. Unprepared to love another person when she feels nothing but disdain for herself, she feigns indifference. Yet sleeping just across from him, the restless currents of fascination, fear, passion and obsession begin to seep through.

A young princess, Marie 19, falls in love with her lady in waiting, Clara 20. She understands it's for forbidden but she can't control herself. All her life she's felt different, maybe now she can understand that feeling.

The Autobots are in a middle of a battle over a relic, when it activated and a portal appeared. A few bots were throne through and landed on the Autobots, while the cons grabbed the relic an ran of the bots were left with the new bots. Optimus was the first to notice that some of them looked very familiar, especially the one that was still on top of him. It was a femme that looked just like him!? Read more to find out!

When Glitch finds her way to Earth she meets up with old friends and enemies... But what happens when she finds someone thought to be dead?

[vestia] ©2015-2017 ~~~~~***~~~~~ YMP is a story of two hearts who met at the right time and the right place, but failed to conquer all odds. Will fate give them a second chance? Will their hearts found each others again? Or someone will fix their broken hearts instead? ~~~~~***~~~~~ NOTE: This story might have a number of mistakes so, please bear with me. I'm not majoring English neither an inborn author. English is only the second language in our country. This is my first story so, READ AT YOUR OWN WILL. Your votes and comments are deeply appreciated. Thank you so much. :) P.S. Adding this story to your library is highly recommended. P.P.S. Enjoy dear readers! :) ©vestia2015-2017 ©augustusespresso #YMP

Fuchsia Prime has been alone for a long time. Her team was sepperated she want able to find them. Isolated from her own kind with no way to communicate. Low on energon, low on ideas, low on everything. But she has to be careful. They can't know that she is a Prime. They can't know she is part predicon. And while keeping her secret, She has to find her team. She knew it was never going to be easy. So while keeping her secrets, she has to find them. Her Alphabots. But where are they? And there is another problem. Why does she look and act like Optimus Prime?

Salut, Salem, holà.. Cette histoire est la mienne et elle est réel à 100%. J'écris pour apaiser ma douleur.. Ce sera présentée comme si je parlait à la personne en question. Vous comprendrez par la suite, tout commentaires, méchant, inutile... Sera supprimée, je n'est aucunement l'envie de m'occuper de sa. Bonne lecture.

La rencontre un peu au hasard d'un homme et d'une femme, tous deux jeunes...

A feminist and militant poem questioning the hatred directed at women from birth. A voice that refuses silence, submission, and erasure. This is not a plea. It is a refusal to disappear.

Star shot the final free throw watching in what felt like slow motion to her, as the ball swooshed into the net. Joy filled her body as the buzzer ran and her point appeared on the score board granting her team the win. Her teammates quickly piled on top of her sharing the shared happiness over the win. Star dropped to her knees thanking God and kissing her hands to sky. Urgency filled her wanting to find Love and kiss her. Thank her for her support and see her beautiful crooked smile flashing her golds while wearing her jersey the perfectly complimented her brown skin but she wasn't there. Of course she wasn't there, why would she show up for the woman who broke her heart? _____ Hey everyone thank you so much for tuning into my story. I am taking my writing seriously now so this book will 100% be finished this year God willing . The reason I wrote this is because I simply cannot seem to consume enough black lesbian media and I want stories where homophobia and racism aren't a issue. We already deal with that in real life so fiction should be a place where we can escape (IN MY OPINION). Black lesbians that deal with regular problems and navigate them healthily ( sometimes). I am aiming to post once a week or every two, so can't wait for the progression of this story! Much Love, M.J