Juliette Davies is a 22 year old writer and a hopeless romantic that overthinks way too much for her own good. The fact that lesbians adore her novels doesn't make her any less single. In fact, she thinks she's meant to be single. To do hookups here and there and never trust anyone with her heart. Her past is too dark to go through that again. Her whole world and mindset flips upside down when she receives a request that stands out from the usual, boring ones from fans. Someone asked her to write her a love letter. Signed with only an initial. B. No name, no face. Only a few words and a letter. A fragment of emotion. A quiet plea. A call for help. As Jules slowly gives away her inked passion to that anonymous woman, she accidentally loses her heart in the process... The lines between fiction and reality blurs more and more together. When she learns the truth about the identity of the famous singer, it's too late. Jules is already disgustingly and irreversibly in love with the one and only Billie Eilish. One question remains: Why would Billie ask for love letters from her in the first place?

Elena Ramos is a new grad physical therapist with one goal - pay off her student loans. She reluctantly takes a job on a worldwide tour with musical artist, Billie Eilish. Months on the road. Stay professional. Don't get attached. That plan lasts exactly as long as you'd expect. When professional becomes personal and private becomes public, Elena finds herself navigating a world she never wanted filled with paparazzi, tabloids, and the brutal cost of loving someone famous. As mental health crises collide with public pressure and burnout threatens to destroy everything, Elena learns that real love isn't about the fairytale moments.

one is a photographer the other is a model. two broken hearts come together to fix each other.

o c e a n e y e s s u g a r l i p s b u t t o n n o s e a n g e l f a c e * * * Billie Eilish fanfic

"Because you're younger than me? and I'm your brothers best friend!" I whisper yell glaring into her eyes. She smirks and shrugs, "And? I'm of age plus you're just friends with him." I roll my eyes turning around to walk out of her room. I gasp loudly as I'm pushed up roughly to the wall, my hands pinned above me. "We aren't done talking babygirl."

Two different people from the same world start to feel something towards each other despite all the pain they have caused each other in the past. Enemies to lovers?

ORION'S HOME FOR CHILDREN & ADOLESCENTS Francesca Forester, who prefers to go by Frankie, moves into a group home after living with her aunt for a while. How will Frankie handle the new environment after living as an only child for the past 16 years? More importantly, will she get along with the other girls? Not all of them, I'll tell ya that much...