UNDER CONSTRUCTION.🚧 " When someone else's happiness is your happiness, it is love. But is love even real? " Lana thought she found the love of her life, but it looked like things were getting rocky from there. Will their relationship survive? Or will it hit their breakpoint? (I'm a dutchie so sorry for grammar mistakes.) Billie Eilish fanfic GXG #1 in #billieeilish on the 5th & 6th of August 2019 #1 in #billieeilish again on the 12th of August 2019 #1 in #maggielindemann on the 19th of may 2025

Imagine writing a fan fiction about Billie Eilish just to find out she's read it. Ember's entire life flips upside down when she receives a DM from someone regarding her fanfiction about Billie Eilish. This book will contain: -Suicidal thoughts -Self-Harm -Depression -Homophobia -Language -Smut achieved 2 in #billieeilish 1 in #billie 2 in #bil 1 in #bils 2 in #eilish

When fake dating someone there are 3 main rules. 1. Don't catch feelings 2. You're just friends - remember that 3. Don't get fucking attached But all of those rules might get broken. Shit... ∆••∆••∆••∆••∆••∆••∆••∆••∆ a/n: C'mon I know u wanna read this 💕 BOOK IS COMPLETED! HOPE U ENJOY :) #1 in #billieeilish - 7/25/2023 #1 in billieeilishfanfic - 7/9/2023 #1 in billiefanfic - 7/9/2023 #2 in billie - 7/9/2023 #6 in gxg - 8/2/2023 #30 in lgbt - 8/4/2023

Valerie and Billie have been inseparable since childhood,bonding over their shared love for dance and music. But when Billie suddenly cuts Valerie off, their friendship and feelings are left behind. As years pass, Billie rises to fame while Valerie moves on -until fate reunites them at Coachella. Will old feelings resurface, or has too much changed? ✩‧˚౨ৎ˚✩‧:✩‧˚౨ৎ˚✩‧ Billie Eilish fanfic

Isabel, a grounded financial analyst rebuilding her life in New York, crosses paths with Billie, a globally known artist led by instinct and guarded vulnerability. What begins as chance encounters in late-night parties slowly grows into a magnetic pull. They're from different worlds -one built on logic, the other on feeling- but somehow, they fit exactly where it doesn't make sense to.

billie stumbles upon an instagram page of an anonymous girl who she quickly becomes infatuated with. the only problem is, 'art' has never revealed who she is to anyone. will unknownart reveal herself to billie when she discovers a huge secret? or will billie fall in love with the stranger and get her heart broken?

Sometimes, when I'm off tour, I get this itch. Not literal. Metaphorical. Tour ends, the lights shut off, and suddenly I'm just... still. No crew, no call times, no adrenaline. My body rests, but my brain? My brain starts looking for motion. Sometimes, that motion looks like gym sessions, long walks, locking myself in a studio with nothing but an acoustic and my ego. And sometimes? It looks like sex. Not tabloid shit. No god-complex orgies. Just something familiar. Women I trust. People who text back with a wink and nothing more. Like Sasha. Like Lou. Not like Lena. I thought it'd be casual. Banter, late-night texts, sex with no strings. But Lena doesn't do casual. And I'm starting to think I don't either - not with her.

June doesn't care for fame, but when her best friend introduces her to Billie Eilish, things take an unexpected turn. What starts as a simple friendship is slowly tangled with unspoken moments and a growing tension between them. June tries to keep her distance, but the more she denies it, the harder it becomes to ignore the pull between them. One night turns into two, turns into too many. It's subtle, it's quiet, but it's there-and neither of them can pretend it isn't. ACHEIVED: #1 UNDER #BILLIEEILISH #1 UNDER #STAR

We were twelve and thirteen when we met. She was the prodigy. I was the girl in the seats. We became inseparable. Billie Eilish taught me how to trust green rooms, group chats, and secrets whispered during warmups. I learned her laugh, her moods, the way she'd call me Mel like it meant something. I didn't realize I was in love with her until years later-after the pet names, the late-night calls, the almosts we never talked about. When we finally blurred the line-just us, no labels-it felt inevitable. Then she cut me off for a boy with a smirk and a spotlight. He found out about us. He made sure I knew I'd never be enough. I showed her what he sent. She chose him anyway. We haven't spoken since. Now I'm twenty-one, vegan, five feet of fury, chaos, and accidental fame. My sister Mya, my best friend Grace, and I are building something real. I swore I was done waiting for Billie to choose me. But the universe? Messy. Her music keeps finding its way into my life-and my work. People keep asking about us. And every time I see her name, I remember the way she used to look at me like I was hers. She says we're nothing. I remember everything. We're not friends. We're not over. And if she wants to pretend it didn't happen-fine. Let her watch while the whole world falls for the girl she walked away from.