When Kamala Harris returns to Michigan on the campaign trail, she finds more than applause waiting, she finds Gretchen Whitmer. Years ago, after a rally and one too many drinks, they shared something they've never dared name. Now, wrapped in winter coats and political smiles, they pretend it never happened. Between snow-dusted silences, sideways glances, and late-night policy meetings that linger too long, the past starts to thaw. Caught between ambition and feeling, history and desire, they navigate a love that was never supposed to exist, one that might've only been a moment... or everything. (The story is completed, but oneshots are being added on)

Kamala clears her throat and picks up the paper. Her fingers, long and elegant, hold the statement with the same confidence she wields legislation. "Senator Kamala Harris confirms her relationship with model and political consultant Giselle Woods-Kennedy. The couple met during Ms. Woods-Kennedy's internship in Washington, but their romantic relationship began well after the professional association ended. Both are committed to transparency and maintaining the highest ethical standards. They ask for privacy as they navigate this new chapter of their lives together." I close my eyes, letting the words sink in. When I open them, Kamala is watching me, a rare vulnerability in her gaze. "When do you want to release it?"

A few years before a historic presidential election, California Governor Barack Obama and California Senator Kamala Harris are caught in a whirlwind of near-misses and unfulfilled promises. Determined to make her his First Lady-both in love and politics-Barack races against time within the years leading up to the election to rekindle the college-era dreams they once shared. As they navigate the complexities of their careers and personal lives, they must confront the ultimate question: are they meant to be endgame or is it only a fleeting dream?

"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."

I've been harassed to write this sooo here it is 🎀. In this story you have a gap year and agree to help your uncle for a charity event. But Kamala makes a surprise appearance and she's quickly impressed by your intellect and skills. You two will start working together and grow closer and closer until you know, gay shit happens 💅🕺 slay

Miss America tells the story of Kamala Harris's historic first term as the first woman President of the United States, navigating the challenges of leadership while keeping a passionate affair with her young, quick-witted assistant, Kori, under wraps until becomes bigger than they both anticipated. The narrative reveals the highs and lows of their romance, capturing the tension and intensity between the two women. 🗣 This story is a work of fan fiction created solely from my imagination for entertainment purposes. While it may contain public figures, and certain locations, all events, plot lines and characterizations are fictionalized for the narrative. No affiliation or endorsement is implied.