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Elizabeth Andre writes lesbian romance, science fiction, and paranormal adventure. She is a lesbian in an interracial same-sex marriage living in the Midwest. She hopes you enjoy her stories. She certainly loves writing them. If you would like to support her work, become a member of her Patreon https://www.patreon.com/lesbianfiction or subscribe to her email newsletter http://eepurl.com/dNdtoE
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The worst day Megan has ever had is about to transform her life in ways she never believed possible.
Megan, a long-haired femme lesbian with beautiful pale skin and chestnut brown hair, is having a very loud and public fight with her soon to be ex-girlfriend when a woman on a motorcycle comes to her rescue. Against her better judgement, Megan hops on, and they ride off into the setting sun.
Stevie, a handsome African American butch lesbian with a lock of blonde hair curling out of the front of her helmet, loves rescuing damsels in distress. Sometimes, she just gives them a ride home when they need it. Sometimes, she ties them up in her playroom when they are both ready to have some fun.
At first, Megan is terrified of Stevie’s playroom, but soon admits that BDSM is something she’s always wanted to try. Stevie is initially willing to give Megan a chance, but isn’t sure about playing as hard as she really wants to with a total newbie.
Together they explore Megan’s limits as well as Stevie’s and discover that true love requires knowing yourself most of all.
This lesbian BDSM contemporary love story includes numerous scenes of graphic sex and is intended for adults only.
Maya Nicholas doesn’t need any help finding ghosts. They find her and talk to her all the time.Julie Sussman doesn’t need any help either. She solves plenty of cases, both normal and paranormal, without any special abilities.When they learn that both of them have been hired to find a teenager, lost decades ago in the haunted Promontory Woods, they are not happy. But when they find the teenager’s ghost and discover that she, along with many other spirits, are being held captive by an evil entity, they have to work together.
Or they, along with many others, will never leave the woods again.
The past can cast a long shadow on a relationship.
Susan Hay just wants to find a nice girl. Is that too much to ask? Susan thinks it is until she meets Ali Sams. To no one’s surprise, Susan, a long-haired femme, falls hard and fast for the cute and sexy soft butch who looks strangely familiar.
Ali falls just as fast, but Susan realizes that the familiarity she feels is linked to a painful childhood incident that sends her running away. Ali doesn’t remember the incident, but that doesn’t stop her from wanting to make things right.
All Ali needs to do is get Susan to see her as more than who she was in the past, but Susan is not about to make that easy.
Nice Jewish Girls is the twelfth book in the Lesbian Light Reads series, but each book stands alone. This lesbian contemporary love story includes graphic sex involving sex toys and is intended for adults only.
Dara, a computer programmer from Chicago, is visiting London when she opens a door in an Edwardian house and slips into Edwardian England. Agnes, a beautiful London shop girl, takes in the bewildered 21st century American lesbian, but, as Dara begins to accept that she is stuck in 1908, she also begins to accept that she has feelings for Agnes that go beyond gratitude. And the longer Dara stays, the harder Agnes finds it to hide her growing love for the accidental time traveller from the future.
Will they overcome grief and prejudice to acknowledge their true feelings for one another? Or will Dara be snatched back to the 21st century before they can express their love?
“When? When is this?” Dara asked, gesturing at the room.
“It’s June 18th, miss,” Agnes said. “You really didn’t know?”
Dara closed her eyes. “The year. What year, please?”
“It’s 1908, miss,” Agnes said.
Dara opened her eyes, opened her messenger bag, and pulled out her cell phone. She pushed the button to activate the main screen. It didn’t have a signal or the time and date. The battery was at 80 percent. She looked over at Agnes, whose eyes had gone wide. Agnes leaned over in her chair, trying to get a better look at the phone. Dara tapped a few buttons to pull up the photos she had stored on her phone. Yes, they were still there. The photos of Nick, their parents, and their friends were still there. The many pictures of Jenny, with and without Dara, were there. With Agnes still gazing at her and the phone intently, Dara went to her phone’s contacts and dialed Nick’s number. Nothing.
“That still doesn’t mean I’m not dreaming,” she muttered.
“Perhaps I should make us both some tea, miss.”
Dara nodded yes, although she figured she could do with something a good deal stronger than tea. Agnes bustled out of the room.
“Oh my God,” Dara said when she was alone. Her eyes darted around the room, taking it all in, the flower-patterned curtains on the one window, the shabby wardrobe standing in the corner, the night stand, the wooden chair, a small desk, the plain iron bed frame and the bedclothes that adorned it. One part of her couldn’t believe it was true, but another part could. That part urged her to accept the truth. It will go much easier on you if you do and soon, it said.
She thought of her brother, who was probably frantic with worry wondering where she was. What would he tell their parents if he didn’t find her before they were supposed to fly out of Heathrow next week? Then there were her friends and the co-workers she actually liked. Most of all, though, there was Jenny. Jenny had been dead for over a year, so it wasn’t the fact that she wouldn’t see Jenny again that upset her. She had accepted that. No, it was the fact that she might never see the places she associated with Jenny ever again. She may never see all the little gifts Jenny had given her during their time together. In a panic, she clutched at the thin gold chain she wore around her neck. She kept her engagement ring on that chain. At least she had that. She kissed it tenderly and wept.
When Hannah, a 65-year old retired nurse, goes on a Caribbean cruise with a bunch of her friends all she wants to do is win the euchre tournament. She’d like to fall in love, but suspects it may be too late for her.
When Hannah recognizes an old friend from decades ago, she starts to believe that it is never too late for love. Joyce is a fellow retired nurse who lost her husband five years before and hasn’t had love since. Hannah is afraid of being Joyce’s vacation lesbian experiment. Joyce never thought she would find love again, and it never occurred to her that love would take the form of a woman.
Together they navigate the rocky waters of love found when they both least expect it and discover that second chances are worth taking.
Right Time for Love is the fifth book in the Lesbian Light Reads series, but each book can stand alone. This lesbian contemporary love story includes graphic sex and is intended for adults only.
Then I saw the dark-haired woman again, and everything else became background noise. She was over by the bar, shaking hands with a couple of other people. She looked happy. Her skin had a subtle sheen, and her eyes had an alluring glimmer. My sense of familiarity would not go away. I knew that I knew her. I just didn’t know how. Then I saw a younger version of her move into view. Seeing them together, I had no doubt that the dark-haired woman was Joyce Yamada. The younger version had to be her daughter. Joyce and I had been at nursing school together in Chicago. We had been part of a little group of students who weren’t native Chicagoans, so we spent a lot of time together. We had shopped, gone to movies, museums and parks together. I had liked Joyce then. I had liked her very much.
Back in the present, after asking my companions if they wanted me to get them another drink, I put one foot in front of the other and made a beeline to the bar, where I planned on casually bumping into Joyce. I didn’t know if she had seen me or even if she would remember me. My plan was upended when I stumbled—caught my foot on a bit of carpet—and nearly crashed into the bar. I felt people clutching my arms to help me stay upright.
“Take it easy, hon,” said a masculine voice. “The night’s young.”
“Oh, I know. I’m all right.” I gently pulled my left arm away from his grasp as I steadied myself on my feet. Then I heard her voice, older and not as girlish as the last time I saw her but hers nonetheless. She was holding my right arm.
“Hannah? It’s Hannah Becker, isn’t it?”
I looked to my right and saw her. “Yes, it is. I am. You’re Joyce Yamada.”
She smiled, let go of my arm, and hugged me. “You remember. But it’s Joyce Nakano now. It’s so good to see you!”
“It’s good to see you, too, Joyce.”
Chloe is a former runner turned wheelchair racer with MS who doesn’t want sympathy or to be saved. She just wants to fall in love. When she meets Rachel, a fellow runner with long hair and beautiful legs, they initially fall for each other, but Chloe is not a regular wheelchair user and is able to keep her disability a secret. Rachel senses that Chloe is holding something back, and this secret tears their relationship apart. For them to be together, Chloe has to let Rachel run past her denial and roll even closer to her heart.
Roll With Me is the tenth book in the Lesbian Light Reads series, but each book stands alone. This lesbian contemporary love story includes graphic sex and is intended for adults only.
Two months after the break up, I was ready for something more than hanging out with Joss and watching her pick up some girl almost wherever we went out. It wasn’t like she ever abandoned me. Some men followed the bros before hos philosophy, and Joss followed something similar, although we could never figure out a way to lesbianize that saying or make it less sexist. I was just starting to feel ready for my own girl. My memories of ponytail girl were fading, and the lakefront trail had not provided any recent late-night fantasy fodder. I’d been out a couple of times with Arturo pushing along the lakefront trail since that one Saturday, but I hadn’t seen that beautiful woman with the ponytail and the dimple again. I never had done a one-night stand unless I expected it to be more than that, and I didn’t see that changing, even though I was horny as hell. I had already moved through and past the no-one-will-ever-love-me-again phase. I was starting to feel lovable again. It was time for me to look for my next serious relationship.
Joss and I agreed that something more serious was far more likely at a lesbian dining out social than a loud bar. She was willing to give up the Ace of Clubs event at Queen for one night to be my wingwoman for this weekend’s outing (a lesbian singles night) at a local Thai sushi restaurant. It wouldn’t have surprised me, though, if she hooked up there. She was that smooth.
Over spicy tuna rolls and crab Rangoon, Joss chatted with a real estate agent who seemed more interested in selling her a condo than in going home with her and a woman who expressed harsh judgment on lesbians who hung out at bars and clubs and slept around. Joss smirked and blew her a kiss. “Don’t worry. You’re not my type anyway.” Then she turned to me and said loud enough for the woman to hear, “You don’t have to do what I do, but slut shaming is just plain wrong.”
I liked Joss. She had a good point that I’d heard her make several times before. The judgmental woman disappeared into another conversation. Then I saw her. Her dark brown curls were no longer in a ponytail and hung down past her shoulders. She was wearing a pale pink sleeveless cotton dress with four buttons that ran down from the neckline. The first two buttons were undone, showing off the beginning of her cleavage. She smiled, and the dimple I wanted to lose myself in got a little bigger.
“Well, look who just got hungry,” Joss said.
Her cousin is gay. Helen’s best female friend may have a crush on her. Helen wants to learn about kissing girls, but she’s scared of being different. Helen will have to find her own voice and decide if she is brave enough to be exactly who she is supposed to be…
...even if that means being a little bit queer.
A voice from the past. A deejay at the pinnacle of her career.
Call-in radio shows are fun until a ghost calls. Popular soul music deejay Joyce Barkley thinks someone is pulling a prank when the voice of her dead girlfriend comes through clear as day during a call-in segment on her Saturday afternoon show. But it is no prank. The woman, who has been dead since a tragic accident in the mid-1960s, is back. Her voice is forcing Joyce to confront her decision to hide her true self and the truth of what really happened on that dark night.With help from Maya and Julie, lead investigators with the Paranormal Grievance Committee, Joyce has to figure out how to soothe Natasha’s restless spirit. If she doesn’t, Joyce's career will be over, and her heart will stay closed to love that could be hers.
The Soul of WBVR is the third novel in the Paranormal Grievance Committee Chronicles series, but each book can stand alone.
After a Halloween party ends with an untimely death, paranormal investigators Maya and Julie are called in to check out ghostly happenings at a house built by a patent medicine magnate at the turn of the 20th century. The magnate’s daughters lived in the house their whole lives and never left, even after death. Now, they’re angry and taking it out on anyone who enters the house. Maya and Julie have to figure out why and reignite a love that was always meant to be.
Or the sisters’ torment will never end.
Muses is the second novel in the Paranormal Grievance Committee Chronicles series, but each book can stand alone.
Each story is also available individually from Amazon, and each book can stand alone. These lesbian contemporary love stories include graphic sex and are for adults only.
Love’s Perfect Vintage (Lesbian Light Reads 1) by Elizabeth Andre
Would you let your mother find your next girlfriend? Beautiful thirty-two year old African-American Aisha Watson works hard all week and plays hard all weekend. But her heart was recently broken, and she’s not even sure she wants to be in love again after a series of dating disasters. Aisha’s mother decides to find her a nice girl.
Journey to Passion (Lesbian Light Reads 2) by Jade Astor
While attempting to recover from a failed relationship, Andrea treats herself to a vacation to Rome. There she meets an American who has traveled to Italy to restore classic artwork for a museum. The sparks fly fast and hot between the two women.
Lesbian With Dog Seeks Same (Lesbian Light Reads 3) by Elizabeth Andre
Beautiful African-American Jordan is quite happy spending most of her free time hanging with her dog Minnie. She doesn’t need a girlfriend. Her life is just fine as it is. Jordan’s life begins to change one early Sunday morning when Minnie meets Arrow, a golden retriever, at the dog park, and Jordan meets Arrow’s owner, a sexy woman with pale translucent skin and hazel eyes. Minnie likes Arrow. Jordan slowly realizes that she likes Arrow’s owner even more. She has to find her again, even though she doesn’t know her name, and begins to realize that her life will be even better with this woman in her life.
Bodies in Motion (Lesbian Light Reads 4) by Elizabeth Andre
How often does a woman get to rewrite her past and stake a claim to her future in one fell swoop? Gorgeous Shondra Frazier gets that chance. An ex-girlfriend from college, Lynette Johnson, pops back into Shondra’s life at nearly the same time that she meets Denyse Gabriel, one of the few African-American female PhD physicists in the world. Shondra realizes attention from Denyse, with her long black hair and high collar tweed jacket, is what she wants. Denyse, however, is heading to a months-long project in Antarctica while Lynette is sticking around and more than willing to keep Shondra company. Shondra has to decide whether she will stay safe and start up again with her long lost college love or if she will wait for Denyse to return.
Right Time For Love (Lesbian Light Reads 5) by Elizabeth Andre
When Hannah, a 65-year old retired nurse, goes on a Caribbean cruise with a bunch of her friends all she wants to do is win the euchre tournament. She’d like to fall in love, but suspects it may be too late for her. On the cruise, Hannah recognizes an old friend from decades ago and realizes that it may never be too late for love. Joyce is a fellow retired nurse who lost her husband five years before and hasn’t had love since. Hannah is afraid of being Joyce’s vacation lesbian experiment. Joyce never thought she would find love again, and it never occurred to her that love would take the form of a woman. Together they navigate the rocky waters of love found when they both least expect it.
Landing Love (Lesbian Light Reads 6) by Elizabeth Andre
All Lila wants to do this winter is skate. The beautiful 20-something figure skater is done with dating until mini-skirt season. Then one crisp morning, Lila meets Ashley.
Each story is also available individually from Amazon, and each book can stand alone. These lesbian contemporary love stories include graphic sex and are intended for adults only
The Beauty Queen Called Twice
All Lauren Golden wants is to be the best journalist ever. The gorgeous redhead with pale white skin and hazel eyes wants the story and nothing else.
When an editor tells her to interview the CEO of a successful cosmetics company, she quickly realizes she has met the woman, Charlenae White, before, but never forgot her long black hair, dark brown skin and beautiful smile. Charlenae wants to give Lauren a second chance for love. All Lauren has to do is believe her and, most importantly, believe in herself.
Skating on Air
Gigi Darnell, a beautiful African American physician, has reached her early 40s with a fabulous job, a beautiful home and a bevy of nieces and nephews who love her, but her life is incomplete. She wants a special woman to love. Then she meets Lyndsey Falk, a much younger skateboarding instructor with pale white skin and eyes the color of amber. Gigi falls hard for Lyndsey, but she fears being cut off from her family if she makes it clear that, yes, she is a lesbian and not just the reliable spinster aunt, sister and daughter her family has come to expect. Lyndsey has an ex-girlfriend following her around who threatens to interfere. Together, Gigi and Lyndsey learn that skating on air and being in love will require them to be more honest with those around them than they have ever been before.
Someone Like Her
Nera Booker and Squeak McFadden are beautiful African American women in their early thirties, but that’s where the similarities end. Nera, college educated with an upbringing in a comfortable suburb, makes a good living in health care IT. Squeak, with several small businesses, grew up in a rough city neighborhood and has hustled for every dime she’s ever made. They’re madly attracted to each other from the start. Nera admires Squeak’s entrepreneurial spirit. Squeak envies Nera’s suburban childhood, but wonders if maybe this accomplished woman is out of her reach. Together they learn that it’s not enough to accept differences. They must embrace them if their love is to flourish.
Roll With Me
Chloe is a former runner turned wheelchair racer with MS who just wants to fall in love. When she meets Rachel, a fellow runner with long hair and beautiful legs, they initially fall for each other, but Chloe is not a regular wheelchair user, and keeps her disability a secret. This secret tears their relationship apart. For them to be together, Chloe has to let Rachel run past her denial and roll even closer to her heart.
Stop and Go
Krista Sutter has taken herself out of the dating pool after a bad breakup and moved to Southeast Asia. The beautiful brunette wants to heal her heart and enjoy everything Laos has to offer. She expects nothing more than a few extra temple trips when Yancy Douglas, her childhood crush, comes to visit her.
Yancy has never deprived herself when it comes to relationships, but she thinks she wants to get off the dating merry-go-round she’s been on for a while. Visiting Krista, her best friend’s kid sister in Laos, is just the break she needs. She didn’t expect to find her irresistible.
Nice Jewish Girls
Susan Hay just wants to find a nice girl. Is that too much to ask? Susan thinks it is until she meets Ali Sams.
When an editor tells her to interview the CEO of a successful cosmetics company, she quickly realizes she has met the woman, Charlenae White, before. When Lauren was a reporter at her university newspaper, Charlenae was a student as well and competing in the state beauty pageant. Lauren wrote about Charlenae then and never forgot her long black hair, dark brown skin, and beautiful smile. After the story ran, Charlenae called Lauren to ask her out, but Lauren did not respond. Now Charlenae wants to give Lauren a second chance for love.
All Lauren has to do is believe her and, most importantly, believe in herself.
The Beauty Queen Called Twice is the seventh book in the Lesbian Light Reads series, but each book can stand alone. This lesbian contemporary love story includes graphic sex and is intended for adults only.
When I arrived the next morning, Charlenae’s assistant met me at security and escorted me to Charlenae’s office. It was the kind of office even my editor-in-chief could only dream of. There was a huge brown desk larger than most beds with a few papers for her to sign and a couple of pens. Japanese artwork and numerous awards decorated the walls. The office was large enough for its own lounge area complete with a matte silver grey leather sofa and a pair of overstuffed chairs. The air smelled of perfume and flowers.
The assistant, a heavily made-up woman with hair so coiffed that it didn’t move, offered me coffee and croissants and apologized that Charlenae was running a few minutes late. She assured me that Charlenae would be here soon. I refused the refreshments and set up for the interview in the office’s lounge area. I had a brand new notebook and at least two pens. If need be, I had more pens in my purse. I was ready.
I started scribbling down my impressions of the office, but I didn’t have to wait long before Charlenae glided in with a coffee in one hand and a phone in another. She wasn’t wearing the chiffon trousers I remembered and loved so well, but her black, straight-legged pants and low heels suited her. Her hair was still long, although curlier and bouncier than I remembered it. The smile hadn’t changed. She looked like she had managed to mature without aging.
“Lauren!” she exclaimed.
She looked excited to see me. I was surprised that she remembered who I was.
“Charlenae,” I said as I stood up to shake her hand. The skin was as soft as I remembered it. “You haven’t changed a bit.”
“Oh, but things have changed so much,” she said enigmatically.
She took a seat on her sofa next to me, flipped her long hair and answered my questions about her business success. She had launched her company three years ago because she felt there was a market need for makeup that suited her aesthetic and her skin tone. She wanted strong but subtle colors for women with dark brown skin, and she wasn’t satisfied with what was already out there. She had spent about a year at a large corporation after finishing college before deciding that she didn’t want to work for someone else. She wanted to be in control of her work and her life. She sold her products online directly to customers, bypassing the department store cosmetic counters.
“People always want something different. Something that speaks to them and makes them feel good. I was selling that.