Fresh out of college, Nora Hawthorne has one simple goal: savor a carefree Italian holiday before "real life" begins. Dragged into a glittering boutique by her friend, she collides-literally-with a woman who seems carved from steel and secrets: Victoria Rossi, the millionaire and the CEO of her own company, and whose name is whispered with awe and fear. Victoria is cold, commanding, and impossible to read-and yet, something in Victoria's gaze softens when it settles on Nora. Nora tells herself it was nothing. A strange, fleeting moment she'll never have to think about again. Until fate intervenes. She discovers that she's been hired at Victoria's company, forcing them to meet again. Can the warmth of one heart melt the ice around another? Or will the feeling Victoria felt towards Nora be able to tear down her walls before they even have a chance to crack?

Warning-contains explicit and graphic scenes. MATURE CONTENT Jazmyn Harris couldn't get her out of her head! It was wrong. She treated everyone so cold and she was a powerful woman. Cleopatra WuHong is the star player in her nightly fantasies. She wished she could have just one night with her but it can't be. She's her boss. Cleo's been wanting to get her hands on her little secretary but a secret holds her back, she's intersexual. Once she finds out on Jazz preferences, nothing can stop her from dominating her. Even though she's...Her C.E.O Warning-contains explicit and graphic scenes. MATURE CONTENT

Senator Kamala Harris shares a drunken kiss with a mysterious young woman at a D.C. gala-only to discover months later that she's now an intern on Capitol Hill... and the daughter of a powerful Republican. In a city built on secrets, their connection becomes the riskiest one of all.

The man next door is smug, insufferable, and-according to her six-year-old, maybe her mom's future husband.

What happens when Kamala Harris, the president, meets a businesswoman with a past that is the opposite of hers...

Kamala Harris swore she was done with politics. Until the data surfaced. Counties across the country where she got zero votes? Impossible. Rigged. Enter Avenna: dangerous, disarming, and part of a secret coalition of powerful women known only as the Shadow Cabinet. She says she wants to help Kamala reclaim the truth. She also wants to unbutton her shirt and rewrite history with her teeth. What begins as seduction quickly turns into war. As secrets unravel and betrayals strike close, Kamala must decide: Is she just a symbol, a survivor of the glass cliff, or is she the architect of a revolution? With the fate of democracy in her hands and Avenna in her bed, Kamala faces a brutal new world with lipstick, fury, and a plan that just might bring it all down. WLW slow-burn with explosive payoff Political intrigue, femme fatale energy, and data-fueled revenge

One-shots. Obamala imagines in fragments. Short, angsty, messy, sappy-really depends on where my incoherent ideas take me. Each chapter is set in a different time and space. Although some one-shots have a life of their own, morphing into multiple chapters. Enjoy! 🙈

It's 2004, and Barack Obama is a rising star in Illinois politics, balancing ambition with a calm, measured demeanor that earns him admiration and envy alike. Enter Kamala Harris, a sharp witted, yet terrifying prosecutor from California, visiting Chicago for a high-profile legal conference. From the moment they officially meet-at a heated panel debate that leaves sparks (and not the romantic kind) flying-it's clear: they loathe each other. Barack sees Kamala as intimidating and overbearing, while she finds his calm, polished charm infuriatingly smug. Yet, circumstances keep throwing them together, whether through mutual colleagues or high-stakes political events. What makes things worse? Kamala has an almost terrifying knack for intimidation, one that rattles even Barack's famously cool exterior. As political storms brew and personal vulnerabilities surface, their mutual disdain gives way to an unlikely alliance. But with ambition pulling them in different directions, and personal demons threatening to unravel them, can these two strong-willed individuals find common ground-or will their hatred consume them both? Read and find out!

"I want you to leave me alone Kai. I'm done with you" Kai smirks and tilts her head to the side. "You're fucking crazy if you think I'm gonna leave you alone." She grabs my neck and gently squeezes as she leans over so that her lips hover above mine. "You're fucking stuck with me Nicki. There's nowhere for you to go where I won't fucking find you. You hear me?"