Tessa Banks takes a dream job photographing Billie Eilish on tour, expecting nothing more than long days, new cities, and the rush of capturing a superstar in her element. She doesn't expect the quiet gravity between them - the way Billie's softness settles into her, the way Tessa makes Billie laugh again, or how a single touch can feel like a secret only they understand. But the closer they grow, the harder everything becomes to hide. And when Tessa briefly steps away from tour to make sure her mom is okay, Billie screws up - badly - breaking the trust Tessa had slowly, carefully given her. Now, with feelings tangled and boundaries already crossed in ways Tessa never allowed with anyone else... will she forgive Billie after letting herself blur the line between professional and personal for her?

Nessa isn't used to being the center of anyone's focus. Billie isn't used to wanting something this bad. A story about guilt, fear and the slow return of steady hands.

read to find out... * this contains smut so if you don't like that please don't read :) i have had this book don't for weeks so you can have the whole thing now, i have a small ish sequel so lmk if you want me to publish that too! i'm about to start on a new book so if you want anything specifically tell me *

A soft love. A loud world. And a forever worth fighting for. "I thought we were keeping this quiet?" "We are," she said carefully. "But not invisible."

Sequel to "Picture You." They stopped running, but that doesn't mean they know what they're doing. The hardest part of getting the girl is figuring out how to actually keep her without destroying everything else. For Sabrina, the panic isn't about what she feels for Billie anymore. It's about the internet waiting outside, sharpening its knives, ready to brand her a liar, a mess, a slut the second they catch even a hint of the truth. Between trying to unlearn the urge to bolt, learning how to love someone right in the quiet hours, and the constant dread of what the world will say if they ever find out, holding onto each other is a battlefield. ​"If they're going to call me a slut anyway, let's make it worth their while."

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?

you just got hired as billie eilish's new tour photographer. at first, it's just work. late-night texts, candid photos, teasing, and billie calling you "camera girl" every chance she gets. but somewhere between private shoots, long drives, jealous looks and conversations that go way past professional, things start getting a little too real. and when working for your idol starts feeling a lot more personal than it should, keeping things "just professional" becomes almost impossible...

Billie Eilish walks into a tattoo shop at 1:12 a.m. She doesn't want ink. She doesn't want pictures. She just doesn't want to be alone. Nyx Calder works nights for a reason. Silence suits her. Pain doesn't scare her. And famous girls with haunted eyes aren't her problem-until Billie keeps coming back. What starts as late-night conversations and borrowed cigarettes turns into something heavier. Something dangerous. Billie is unraveling under the weight of her own mind-depression, insomnia, intrusive thoughts she never talks about. Nyx doesn't try to save her. She just stays. Hands steady. Voice low. Presence grounding. But intimacy gets complicated when one of you belongs to the world, and the other refuses to. Still Breathing Next to You is a slow-burn, WLW story about desire, mental illness, control, and choosing to stay alive when someone finally sees you in the dark.

Ivy is eighteen when she moves to Los Angeles to start over after leaving her mafia family business behind, trying to finally live a life that's only hers. Until she meets someone on a sidewalk-puppy on a leash, a big smile, and a moment that feels way too ordinary to matter. Did that look change everything? Because from that day on, nothing about Ivy's life stays simple, especially after falling for Billie.

No one had ever saved her. No one had ever even seen her. she was her parents secret. Trapped. Scared. Silent. Until Billie did. And she refused to let her fall. - "i don't know what I'm doing wrong, i- i don't even know what I'm doing at all." she whispered. and then louder again, all the pain behind her ribs pouring out of her, "why are you like this? p-please! please just tell me!" Tw- mention of sh, smut, suicide if u can't handle that dont read. This story is 2019 Billie era- something's will also be from 2025 era aswell:) Billie-18 Blue-17