Their first meeting feels ordinary, but what grows between them threatens to upend every truth they thought they knew.

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𝑇ℎ𝑒 𝑇𝑟𝑎𝑑𝑤𝑖𝑓𝑒 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝐻𝑒𝑟 𝐿𝑜𝑣𝑒𝑟 (𝐵𝑒𝑦𝑛𝑖𝑘𝑎)

G!P Beyoncé Nicki never imagined she'd spend her honeymoon alone-but when she's left at the altar, canceling the trip feels like letting him ruin one more thing. Instead, she boards the two-week transatlantic cruise she planned anyway, fully intending to survive it on spite, sunshine, and enough piña coladas to justify the drink package. Then a post-dinner mishap puts her in the path of Beyoncé. Confident. Bold. Infuriatingly magnetic. And entirely too eager to distract her from heartbreak with far more pleasurable pursuits. What starts as an accident turns into temptation-and Nicki quickly discovers that singlehood might have more to offer than she ever expected.

G!P Beyoncé From day one, Nicki and Beyoncé have hated each other. Oil and water. Teeth bared. No middle ground. At least... that's what they told themselves. But one reckless night at the bar shatters that illusion. A drunken mistake-one that turns into a raw, electric, unforgettable sexual encounter-opens a door Nicki never meant to walk through. Now she's questioning everything: Can she finally surrender control to someone who's just as dangerous as she is? Or will she cling to her walls and push Beyoncé away before anything real can happen?

𝚂𝚎𝚚𝚞𝚎𝚕 𝚝𝚘 𝚖𝚢 𝚋𝚘𝚘𝚔, 𝙿𝚘𝚒𝚜ó𝚗 𝙸𝚟𝚢.

𝙸 𝚑𝚊𝚍 𝚗𝚘 𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚌𝚎 𝚝𝚘 𝚙𝚛𝚎𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚎, 𝙸 𝚌𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍𝚗'𝚝 𝚜𝚎𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚐..

A psychological lesbian romance Rena POV I don't want to be here. I don't want to talk. And I damn sure don't want to sit across from a woman who looks at me like she's already under my skin. She's calm. Measured. Everything I'm supposed to be. But when she tells me to breathe, I forget how. When she says my name, I feel it in places I shouldn't. Simone POV She walks in like she's ready to fight me. But I've seen that look before-rage barely holding grief together. Rena doesn't trust anyone to hold her. So I won't ask her to. I'll wait. I'll listen. And when she finally cracks... I'll be right there to feel it. Some wounds don't want to be healed-they want to be touched.

𝐈𝐬 𝐢𝐭 𝐢𝐧𝐟𝐚𝐭𝐮𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 ? 𝐎𝐫 𝐭𝐫𝐮𝐞 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 ?