Angie, a photographer from Sacramento who's never left her hometown, embarks on a tour with Billie, capturing more than just images. Like Moon River's dream of "two drifters off to see the world," Angie's journey becomes one of wandering and wonder-navigating desire, uncertainty, and the pull of places and people that feel like home. She must decide whether to nurture this connection or let it drift away, like a river carrying her toward the unknown.

SEQUEL TO DUPLICITY. Complicity- to be involved with others in illegal activity or wrongdoing. After sacrificing herself for Harry's freedom, Aven Brooks is no longer the innocent photographer with big dreams and a bigger heart. Now under the notorious control of Malikai, she becomes brainwashed into being the perfect asset for his organized crime. Harry, a fugitive, spends his days trying to find his angel and reap her out the path he once walked. When that stroke of luck comes his way, he smacks into the harsh reality to what she's actually become. Needless to say, she's no longer an angel. ALL RIGHTS RESERVED TO @HAPPYDAYS1D ALLOWING NO TRANSLATIONS. CONTAINS MATURE LANGUAGE, SEXUAL CONTENT, DRUG USE, VIOLENCE, AND MENTAL HEALTH. READ AT OWN RISK!

She was the girl - vintage fur coat, gold sunglasses, a drink in one hand and destruction in the other. Inez Monroe doesn't chase fame. She was born into it. French model, tabloid obsession, and the kind of party girl who dances barefoot on yachts and never texts back. She's chaos in red lipstick - and Harry notices her the second she walks into that New York afterparty. She leaves before he can speak to her. But when he sees her again - glitter-smeared, high, laughing with someone who doesn't deserve her - he steps in. He doesn't know it yet, but that night will change everything. Before the solo music. Before the headlines. Before the heartbreak. She becomes his muse. He becomes her escape. What starts as desire spirals into something deeper, darker, and far more dangerous to feel. Love - in hotel rooms, in lyrics, in late-night corner shops and quiet journal pages - until the world pulls them apart. Years later, he's the biggest name in music. And she's the one girl he never forgot.

Finished Oct 2025! She mastered her album. Billie mastered her heart. A slow-burn, emotionally tangled love story between Billie Eilish and the sound engineer who tried not to fall for her. Betrayal, late-night confessions, a cat named Walter and the question posed by Schlink 'Can love survive the unforgivable?'

on the surface, sabrina carpenter is everything she's supposed to be: polished, perfect, straight. but when a single look from billie eilish makes something shift, the cracks in her carefully crafted image start to show. billie, who has always known exactly who she is, recognizes that look instantly. she knows what it means. and she's curious. the air between them is warm at first - just a flicker, a glance, a harmless pull. but heat rises. and once it starts, it's impossible to ignore.

Sophia Emberson is an award-winning filmmaker. Billie is a global phenomenon. The two decide to collaborate for a documentary on the singer's life. Capturing Billie's essence on camera ends up being a much intimate experience than any of them expected. A love story erupts between two people who've been surviving alone for far too long. Only then will they understand what it means to live.

Princess Elora of Ravengarde has spent her life bound by duty, her every breath dictated by royal expectations. At twenty-one, she has yet to choose a suitor, a defiance that has placed her in bitter conflict with her family. Now, they seek to wed her to a foreign prince, sealing her fate in a loveless union. But Elora refuses to be sold like chattel. Restless and yearning for a life beyond the gilded cage of her castle, she finds solace in forbidden indulgences. When an opportunity arises to slip into the village unnoticed, she seizes it, desperate to glimpse the world beyond the palace walls. But secrets fester in the shadows of Ravengarde. Beneath the polished marble and golden chandeliers, betrayal brews. For six years, a cold and distant knight has stood within the castle's halls, unwavering in their loyalty, or so it seems. In truth, they have been biding their time, preparing for the moment when their blade will strike. As Elora treads the path of rebellion, she unknowingly steps into a web of deception, where love and treachery dance hand in hand, and the greatest danger may lie within her very home. read if you're over 18, there won't be trigger warnings. princess x knight wuhluhwuh ennemies to lovers

Being on a world tour is nothing new for Billie Eilish. But when her old manager gets fired, and Harper-sharp, stunning, and maddeningly professional-steps in, things start to feel... different. Harper's rule is simple: no mixing business with pleasure. But Billie's charm, wit, and raw vulnerability chip away at Harper's walls. And Billie? She's falling too-but fear, fame, and forbidden feelings make it hard to breathe. In a world full of cameras, pressure, and packed schedules, how do you stay professional when your heart's off-script?

Zeya Monroe never wanted to be famous-she just wanted to be heard. When she's thrown into the spotlight as Harry Styles' opening act, all eyes are suddenly on her. The crowd loves her. He doesn't. But the more they push each other away, the closer their shadows seem to fall in sync. She's got a voice. He's got the stage. And between them stands a manager who doesn't care who gets destroyed on the way up.

It was only supposed to be one night. One stupid night. One broken heart. One dimpled boy. And half a bottle of tequila. One night was all it took to turn her whole world upside down. EXCERPT FROM ONE NIGHT: Harry laughed softly into her mouth, "That's a good sound." He pulled back just enough to look at her, brushing a piece of hair out of her face with a tenderness that made her chest ache. He looked at her like he saw her, really saw her. And she'd never known what that felt like until now. "Beautiful," he whispered. Mae blushed-actually blushed-and tried to cover her face with her hands. Harry grinned, catching her wrists and tugging them gently away. "Uh-uh. I wanna see." She was already a puddle. He kissed her again, pinning her hands above her head this time, and the shift in power made her pulse race. His mouth moved to her neck, soft and slow, making her shiver. "When do you leave?" he murmured, kisses trailing toward her collarbone. She glanced at the clock on the nightstand. "Train's at one. It's just after ten now." Harry smirked, lifting his head. "Plenty of time, then."