Belladonna (beh•luh•do•nuh) -it means beautiful lady in Italian. Coincidentally it's also the name of a deadly plant known as nightshade, which has deep purple flowers and poisonous black berries. ꨄ A new city, new school, a total new everything. Birdie Spine is starting her very first day of her junior year of college on the west coast. Far away from everyone she's ever known. She's excited for a new start and to get away from everything she's ever known until she suddenly isn't anymore. Dazzling hazel eyes ruin it all. Or at least she imagines that it's all ruined. This woman with dazzling hazel eyes is her professor-her most Important professor. Are Birdie and this woman able to keep it professional together since they both know their interactions are far from professional or is it just too strong to be held together? [THERE ARE ERRORS in this book! So many errors & they will get fixed soon enough. I just write for fun & none of it is professional. Please beware of these before you read further!]

"Of course, Senator Harris. I'm ready for anything you put on me." Kamala's eyebrow arches, and I realize too late how that might sound. My cheeks burn, and I fight the urge to fan myself. "Good," she says, her tone rich with amusement and something darker. "Because I plan on working you very hard when we get back to the office." The car slows to a stop, and I realize we've arrived at my apartment building. As I gather my things, my hands trembling slightly, Kamala's final words follow me out of the car: "Rest up this weekend. You're going to need it."

Image: me and I created it with the AI. the reader falls in love with the VP of America and now it has to remain an unpleasant secret. #2 Whitehouse

Idk Kamala x random ass girl

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This story is about you and the next president Kamala Harris warning (sexual)

Lana Hall begins her job as a journalist for VP kamala harris, kamala instantly fell in love with her the moment they met, Lana doesn't know that but kamala also didn't know Lana felt the same way. Read to find out how this unfolds!! If this chapter gets a decent amount of reads I will continue the story, I really hope yall enjoy this! I'm a kamala fan myself but I know I'm not the only one😉

As a snowstorm rages outside, Kamala invites you to take refuge in her home. What begins as a quiet evening-a cozy dinner and light conversation-quickly transforms into something more intimate. Before you know it, you're pinned beneath her in the dim glow of her bedroom. But just as the night unfolds, the world outside turns hostile. Someone has exposed your secret-every moment laid bare for the public to consume. With the election looming, the timing couldn't be worse. Will you emerge from this storm? And if so, what awaits you on the other side? ______ Disclaimer: The following is entirely fictional and should not be interpreted as real events or associated with any actual persons or political events. This narrative is a work of fiction for entertainment purposes only and is not meant to be taken seriously in any capacity. Any resemblance to real individuals or situations is purely fictional.

She couldn't help but feel a sense of loneliness wash over her. It wasn't the job itself that was isolating; it was the constant barrier that had grown between her and those around her. Everyone saw her as the President first, and the woman second. Every interaction felt scripted, every smile forced, every touch a calculated move. That was, until Agent Castellanos had entered her detail. At 25, the young bodyguard was a breath of fresh air, her sincerity and dedication a stark contrast to the seasoned politicians and agents that surrounded her. Your usual Kamala x female bodyguard fanfic

Olivia Riley is a Secret Service agent assigned to work for VP Kamala Harris. They hit it off, quickly becoming friends. Soon though, the line between friendship and flirting starts to blur. It's just infatuation. A little harmless crush. How bad can it possibly be? Disclaimer: This fictional story was made with the sole purpose of entertainment and is not intended to be taken seriously in any social or political context. I am just a mere lesbian who loves middled-aged women. Side note: In this story, Kamala is single and in her 40's