Daniela Avanzini had it all figured out. A stable relationship, a welcoming family and a summer break meant to strengthen the bond she shared with Luca Bannerman. Or so she thought. What no one anticipated- least of all, Daniela- was the pull of gravity, making her shift toward Luca's one and only sister- Manon. What begins as stolen glances and tense silences soon spirals into something neither of them can control. Their secret threatens to crack the Bannerman family wide open, tearing at loyalties and testing the boundaries between love and betrayal.

"And you are...?" She raises an eyebrow, questioning me. "Megan, Megan Skiendiel" she bows to the pirate. "Sophia Laforteza." She holds out her hand. "Welcome to my ship Megan, you shall be my new first mate." Or, For as long as anyone can remember pirates have been at sea. An eager young Captain Sophia Laforteza emerges and with her, a crew ranging from princesses and queens to thieves and knights.

"If I could go back to those days, I would hold you tight, plant a soft kiss on your hair, and tell you how much I regret." This is my first fic, and my English isn't great, but I'm going to do my best. WARNING: This story has a sad ending (SE) and involves death/loss.

"My beloved...I have found you again." WARNING: SAD ENDING, INVOLVES DEATH. THANKS FOR READING

ongoing stalker au / daniela x manon of katseye - she's careful with every detail, every line had to be connected, perfectly straight and aligning. if one moment were off, if one tiny fiber were uncontrolled, she'd blow this entire thing. she had grown to become a creature of the night, a hunter, seeking prey; a muse that could only be described as unholy. contains: smut , bdsm, and agnst minors be gone! (intended for a mature audience.)

Manon Bannerman never planned to share an apartment with the most magnetic girl on campus. Daniela Avanzini-Fine Arts theatre major, cheerleader, social sun everyone orbits around. But one wrong dorm lottery and a chance meeting during orientation week turned them into roommates and, somehow, best friends. From the outside, it's easy: Manon is the steady one, the early-morning runner, the art student who keeps aspirin and water ready for Daniela's hangovers. Daniela is the wild one, the party girl who fills their apartment with laughter, music, and the occasional stranger's shoes. But under the quiet rhythm of their days, Manon hides a truth she's never said aloud-she's in love with her best friend. She tells herself she can live with it. That watching Daniela fall into the arms of someone else-someone who isn't her-hurts less than losing her entirely. But when a series of small moments begin to blur the lines between friendship and something more, Manon is forced to ask herself the question she's avoided for years: Had I told you... would we have been more than this?

Lines We Cross is a queer slow-burn romance set in the glossy, ruthless world of modern-day Hollywood-where fame is currency, image is everything, and the heart is the last thing you're allowed to protect. Daniela Avanzini is a rising actress whose breakout role in an intimate indie film has the press circling-and the queer internet buzzing. She's sultry, calculated, and used to controlling every angle of her narrative. But when her team suggests a bold PR move to keep her momentum going-fake dating a quiet, up-and-coming singer named Manon-Daniela agrees. Not because she's sure of herself, but because she's not sure at all. Manon Bannerman doesn't crave the spotlight. She's thoughtful, composed, and emotionally reserved-a stark contrast to the Hollywood chaos Daniela thrives in. When the offer comes to be part of a faux relationship with one of the most desirable actresses in the industry, Manon says yes... for the visibility, the career jump, and maybe, secretly, out of curiosity. But as public appearances start to blur with private moments, and the performance begins to feel less like a lie, both women are forced to confront what they've been running from-desire, vulnerability, and the fear that maybe what's fake is becoming something real. Stylish, intimate, and emotionally fraught, Lines We Cross explores the complicated intersection of fame, queerness, and the unspoken tension between two women who were never supposed to want each other-but do.

this story is kinda based on during their KATSEYE journey so pls it's also my first time making these kind of stories so don't come at me🙏🏽 also, pls don't come at me if I missed out some parts of KATSEYE's journey my memory ain't that good yall💔 just enjoy and i hope yall like this story PURE FICTION BTW

Manon Bannerman was the kind of lawyer you'd hire on sight. All sharp angles and sharper wit- plaid power suits tailored to perfection, hair slicked back like a promise, expensive cologne clinging to her skin like a threat. She walked into a courtroom like she owned the deed, every step exuding the kind of confidence reserved for those inches from making senior partner. For her, litigation was a blood sport- and she never left the arena without the win. Every case she touched, she devoured. Ruthless, eloquent, and relentless, prosecutors often stalled at the mere sight of her name on paper. The courtroom was her kingdom. Her opponents? Merely entertainment. She'd smirk through their arguments, dissecting them like weak closing statements. Except for one. Daniela Avanzini. A case that refuses to end. A rival that refuses to lose. A woman who- much to Manon's absolute fury- gets under her skin in ways no legal opponent ever should. Daniela's presence is an infuriating paradox: poised, infuriatingly eloquent, and so goddamn magnetic that Manon's jaw clenches and her brow creases every time she opens her perfectly painted mouth. To them? They despise each other. To everyone else? It's obvious. Because to the jury, to the judge, to the entire courtroom gallery- the only thing louder than their arguments is the crackling, unbearable, wildly inappropriate sexual tension threatening to burn the whole place down.

Dani and Manon have been very close friends since they both got into the group of Katseye. But Manon is starting to feel different about Dani. weirdly different. not in a bad way, almost in a.... loving way?