"you come to a lot of angel's games?" billie asked finally, glancing sideways at her. "when i can," mariah said. "we've been friends for a while. she's... one of those people who always makes you want to show up." billie nodded slowly, like she understood exactly what that meant. "yeah. she's good people." another pause, but this one felt different. softer. mariah looked down the street, her hands tucked into the pockets of her jacket, but she could still feel billie's presence right there - the warmth of her shoulder just inches away, the faint scent of her perfume mixing with the cool night air. "earlier," billie said, her voice quieter now, "you really didn't know it was me?" mariah's mouth curved into a small smile. "for a second? no. but in my defense, you were wearing that hat all sideways like some kind of disguise." billie's laugh was low and unhurried. "guess it worked." touch me, feel me (gxg, b.e x mariah the scientist) #2 on mariahthescientist 🥈

a princess doomed to die. a knight who isn't what she seems. a love powerful enough to challenge fate itself. princess elara of asterfall has lived her whole life under a prophecy: on the morning of her eighteenth birthday, her heart will cease to beat. guarded, sheltered, and treated like fragile glass, she has learned to smile through the fear-until the king assigns her a new protector for her final year. sir billie of northwall is the kingdom's most promising young knight-quiet, disciplined, and impossibly skilled. but beneath her armor lies a dangerous secret: billie is a woman, living a lie in a world that would never allow her to serve. exposure means execution. failure means the princess's death. elara wants freedom before time runs out. billie wants redemption for a life built on deception. neither expects the spark between them. when a shocking attack reveals there may be a way to break the curse, elara flees the palace in search of answers. billie follows, bound by duty-and something far more powerful. together, they journey through enchanted forests, rival kingdoms, and lurking shadows, uncovering the truth about the prophecy... and about each other. but the curse demands a sacrifice. and love, once found, becomes the most dangerous risk of all.

iris learned how to survive by becoming the strong one. the daughter who didn't ask for help. the sister who held everything together. the girl who swallowed her pain so someone else wouldn't have to choke on it. growing up in los angeles, she learned early that love didn't mean safety-and that being needed was the closest thing she had to purpose. when her younger sister violet begins to unravel, iris makes a promise she doesn't know how to keep: she will stay. she will protect. even if it means breaking herself quietly in the process. violet's therapy becomes the first crack in the family's long-held silence. with each session, violet inches toward healing-while iris, shut out of care she desperately needs, starts to come undone. the only person who seems to notice is billie, violet's therapist: perceptive, restrained, and bound by professional lines that make their connection both impossible and undeniable. as violet finds her voice, iris must confront the truth she's spent years avoiding-love isn't supposed to hurt this much, and survival shouldn't require self-destruction. caught between devotion and desire, restraint and longing, iris is forced to ask herself a question no one ever asked her before: what happens when the one who saves everyone finally needs saving? a quiet, devastating slow-burn romance about sisterhood, addiction, and the aching space between being seen and being held.

solana doesn't talk much, but she notices everything-especially the quiet tension that starts to build between her and ms. o'connell, her senior english teacher. what begins as late detentions and subtle glances turns into something harder to name. as solana navigates her final year of high school, tangled friendships, and the pressure to be understood through her writing, she finds herself drawn to things she can't explain-and feelings she isn't sure she's allowed to have. in a world where everything is supposed to make sense by now, solana is just trying to hold onto the parts of herself that still feel real. told in sharp, quiet prose and honest inner monologue, this is not an essay is a coming-of-age story about obsession, blurred lines, and the desperate need to be seen. yes this a romance story. tw: smut. 😀 and some other sensitive topics including sexual assault.

sequel to mixtape for a rich girl!! go read it!! in 2008, arabella and billie were everything to each other-first love, first heartbreak, first everything. but when arabella was forced to move back to the uk, their connection snapped overnight. no phones. no contact. just a mixtape, a homecoming dress, and a memory that burned far too bright to ever fade. fourteen years later, billie eilish is one of the biggest artists in the world-touring london, living the dream, and still unable to scrub arabella's name from the corners of her mind. one dream, one concert, one moment in the crowd, and suddenly the past won't stay buried. across the ocean, arabella's life is loud, busy, full of people... yet somehow still missing something she can't name. videos of billie's london tour fill her feed. a face she once knew better than her own. a voice she grew up loving. a girl she never stopped wanting but has no way to reach. and fate-messy, cruel, relentless-is about to force their worlds to collide again. when first love grows up, what's left? a spark? a ghost? a wildfire? or something even more dangerous: the chance to fall again.

when arabella moves from the polished streets of london to a massachusetts public high school, she expects culture shock. she doesn't expect to be thrown into the glittering, chaotic world of the popular girls-riley, aubrey, lola, and tessa-where designer clothes, juicy rumors, and social survival are everything. caught between fitting in and staying true to herself, arabella's life changes the moment she meets billie: dark, magnetic, and impossible to ignore. billie is obsessed with arabella in a way that's thrilling and a little dangerous, pulling her into a world of smoke-filled band rehearsals, stolen glances, and whispered secrets. from y2k fashion to basement jam sessions, from flirtatious banter to moments that leave her heart pounding, arabella must navigate love, identity, and desire-all while figuring out who she really is in a world that wants her to be someone else. a messy, magnetic, and unforgettable story of first love, obsession, and self-discovery, a mixtape for a rich girl is a wild ride through teenage lust, heartache, and the intoxicating pull of someone you shouldn't want but can't resist.

"If you wanted me to fuck you, all you had to do was ask," Tazmin said, her raspy voice lowered as she drew one of her hands up the inside of my thigh. I clenched my jaw, "I didn't," I gritted, even if we both knew it was a full-faced lie. Especially with me bent over her desk with my hands held behind my back. "Oh so this..." she trailed off, suddenly running her fingers along my damp underwear, "Is all for someone else?" I drew in a deep breath, feeling the needy ache between my legs grow as she caressed her fingers back and forth against my covered core. "Anyone else," I forced out tightly. ♤ There's a delicate balance between law and order. And Milena Azhari fought ruthlessly for that balance as a defense lawyer, who is on the brink of achieving her lifelong dream... Making partner at her law firm. But she quickly gets lured off track, dipping deeper into the criminal world she once assumed she understood, until it all crumbles away from the surface. Milena's number one priority was always her family, but that quickly lands her face-to-face with her demons and the corruption that binds them. How far is she willing to go for her family? More importantly... how far is she willing to blur the lines of everything she once fought so hard for?

Liberty Fierro is used to living on her own terms, partying recklessly all night and doing it all over again the next day. But when one night goes horribly wrong, her mother steps in with an ultimatum: 𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗿𝗮𝗽𝘆 𝗼𝗿 𝗻𝗼 𝘁𝗿𝘂𝘀𝘁 𝗳𝘂𝗻𝗱. Monroe Leclair's reputation as a therapist is as infamous as it is dangerous. She's calm, calculating, and hiding secrets that no one in their right mind could possibly guess. As the lines blur between healing and obsession, Liberty has to wonder if Monroe is saving her, 𝙤𝙧 𝙘𝙤𝙣𝙨𝙪𝙢𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙝𝙚𝙧 𝙘𝙤𝙢𝙥𝙡𝙚𝙩𝙚𝙡𝙮.