Jolene is an archaeologist who is probably more interested in the butch woman from the museum than she should be. Too bad she's stuck teaching her how to be a sift monkey at a dig. One shot, lesbian.

Marcell desperately wants what her best friend has: a woman who can be as much her partner as she is her lover. Alas, ruling a country bordered by more traditional kingdoms puts a small bottleneck on readily available women who fit Marcell's requirements.

F/F. Jill knew that a reality rip in the middle of some bushes in her local park couldn't lead anywhere dull, but she never imagined that it could lead to a place where living stars fall and die in oceans plied by pirate ships and royal heirs in disguise.

Once, a very long time ago, there was a girl in a crystal coffin...

-FF- Most would describe her as a social recluse. Agoraphobic, perhaps. A spinster at the age of 23. But it's not for lack of trying. More for lack of interest; lack of a second glance that's interested in anything more than why she looks the way she does

[FF] I met her on a dating website. Her description painted her as a goth, as a very sweet person, and in her own words, a teddybear. I liked her immediately.

-FF- A King stumbles across Eldrytch Manor while seeking help for her dearest friend and falls into fairytales more twisted than a pig's tail. Magickal comas, black dogs, and fey swans abound in this tale of charm and enchanted love.

Wherein there is a golden ball, an enchanted and enchanting frog who is truly a King, and a spoiled Princess with all the wrong ideas in her head. Oneshot. F/F.

-FF- It took a week for Casey Todd to die. Blood loss, fatigue, and most of all, shock. But she hadn't meant to kill him. Not at all. He'd had a lifetime of nightmares yet to live through. And now she was in jail for a murder that shouldn't have happened.

The elf just knocked on the door and asked where her neighbors were. She'd never seen one of the Sidhe before, so how was she supposed to know he was evil? How was she to know he had something against her Jewish neighbors?

-FF- Valerie is a legal secretary. Kelly is on the run from a man who sent her not quite romantic things. Sparks fly when they meet in the middle of a gang shootout in a hospital, and the fire that those sparks create might just be enough to save Kelly.

A plea against the overuse of rape in fiction, both fan and original.

Women can't be security guards. We're not big enough, we're not strong enough, not intimidating or fast enough. We can't do enough to protect people. We're just not enough. Bullshit.

I preferred the suicide theory. It was a fitting and dramatic end for a writer whose life's works had been dedicated to creating works of fiction to do with Hell, Heaven, Earth, and the lives of those who bounced from one to the other incessantly.

Femmeslash. The promise of a quiet night is destroyed by a runaway car. Two women meet over the death of a child, and though a connection forms, it can be easily severed by a crazed murderer. Lesbian content.

Blood can do more than spill and spoil on the ground, especially in the hands of a child. Particularly when that child resembles Elizabeth Bathory, who killed over six hundred and fifty women to stay young.

-FF- Jennifer doesn't even cry out as she passes through the icy darkness that was the mirror, into a world full of wet red velvety warmth and a pair of arms that soothe and arouse.

[FF] Lisa was stuck in a wheelchair, the result of a drunk trucker's mistake. Four years later, her best friend's little sister develops a crush. On her. But she's the only one who's shown an interest in the near paraplegic college student. Now what?

Thousands of years ago, the K'Kitsune committed genocide on the lesser race called Kitsune, the mutated next generation of the species. Now they're invading the galaxy, system by system. Reese Tyler came to our planet to destroy it. Then he met Morgan.

Thirty years ago, Frank Niveus disappeared in the midst of a snowstorm, leaving only money and a strange jacket. Now his son is being forced to find him, with his only ally being a woman charged with the uncanny task of finding the son of the Snow Angel.

-FF- My father calls me into his twisted dreams every night to play games. When they go too far, I seek out the woman of Sin... a cheap whore who I met but once, but her face and tears haunt my memories. Ashes sequel.