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Love keeps silent Interlude on hope
(4 votes, average: 4.75 out of 5, rated)Rating: G
fanfiction(s): The L Word
Character(s): Bette , Bette Porter , Tina , Tina Kennard
Story Shortlink: https://lesfan.com/?p=115547
2003 words. 3 Comments
Interlude on hope Bette It is exactly 3:07 a.m. when she finds it. It’s not on purpose, really. She’s only had an hour’s sleep since Alice, Shane and she parted ways after a well-deserved get-together where the drinks were maybe a little more generous than they should have been and the feelings were a lot
sometime soon
(3 votes, average: 5.00 out of 5, rated)Rating: R
fanfiction(s): The L Word
Character(s): Alice Pieszecki , Bette Porter , Carrie , Shane McCutcheon , Tina Kennard
Story Shortlink: https://lesfan.com/?p=115526
3452 words. 2 Comments
Bette smiled into her phone as she read Tina’s text. ‘Just about to take off, will talk soon. xT’ It was a simple text but one unlike she had received in recent years from her ex-wife. Tina hadn’t text her her whereabouts or what-doings since moving out. All communications were about their divorce proceedings, Angie,
the night is still young
(2 votes, average: 5.00 out of 5, rated)Rating: R
fanfiction(s): The L Word
Character(s): Angelica Porter-Kennard , Bette Porter , Tina Kennard
Story Shortlink: https://lesfan.com/?p=115510
3371 words. No Comments
Tina and Angie returned to the house awhile before Bette was due home. They had spent the afternoon shopping and Tina was thankful for the extra time to just be silly with her daughter. It wasn’t often that Angie wanted to hang out with her moms but both of them jumped at the chance when
til later
(2 votes, average: 5.00 out of 5, rated)Rating: R
fanfiction(s): The L Word
Character(s): Alice Pieszecki , Angelica Porter-Kennard , Bette Porter , Carrie , Shane McCutcheon , Tina Kennard
Story Shortlink: https://lesfan.com/?p=115493
2468 words. No Comments
Angie was standing by the door with her bag over her shoulder waiting for Bette to find her keys. The teenager was uncomfortable and impatiently sighing aloud. Bette didn’t understand the mood since she had been okay when they went for a walk earlier in the morning. “Is something wrong?” Bette asked as they were
Back to the start Chapter 21 (Final Chapter)
(8 votes, average: 5.00 out of 5, rated)Rating: PG-13
fanfiction(s): The L Word
Character(s): Alice Pieszecki , Angelica Porter-Kennard , Bette Porter , Dana , Helena Peabody , Shane McCutcheon , Tina Kennard
Story Shortlink: https://lesfan.com/?p=115486
6552 words. 8 Comments
Six months later Saturday night, Los Angeles Queer Film Festival. Alice, Shane, Dana and Helena all enter a large auditorium and glance around the crowded space. (Shane) Wow, it’s packed They all continue to take in the room. (Dana) Were they expecting this many people? Alice raises her eyebrows. (Alice) I don’t know, but I’m
this morning
(5 votes, average: 5.00 out of 5, rated)Rating: NC-17
fanfiction(s): The L Word
Character(s): Bette Porter , Tina Kennard
Story Shortlink: https://lesfan.com/?p=115473
2713 words. 8 Comments
Bette was clearing the breakfast plates when she received Tina’s text: ‘Angie forgot her science book. Coming back to get it.’ Bette turned to search the kitchen island, the table, and the tv room. Her thoughts were preoccupied with the thought of seeing Tina in person instead of just through the window, in the car,
Uncharted Territory 2.0 4. Bette
(6 votes, average: 4.83 out of 5, rated)Rating: NC-17
fanfiction(s): The L Word
Character(s): Bette , Bette Porter , Tina , Tina Kennard
Story Shortlink: https://lesfan.com/?p=115432
5322 words. 5 Comments
Chapter 4 Bette As I slowly stirred from the depths of sleep, my senses were greeted by the familiar surroundings of my own bedroom. The high ceilings soared above, with moldings that spoke of a bygone era’s craftsmanship, a delicate blend of history and modernity that was quintessentially Haussmann. The soft morning light