Two musicians meet under the lights of Coachella, what begins as a spark soon becomes a wildfire neither of them can contain. A connection that's instant, but timing, miscommunication, and old wounds threaten to tear them apart before they even begin. From late night confessions and messy heartbreak to handwritten letters, secret songs, and reunions. This is a story of falling apart and choosing love anyway, about it means to stay-not just with someone else, but with yourself. Started 4/20/25 Finished-

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[LITTLE SAINT SERIES BOOK 3] Trigger Warning: MxFxF ⚤+⚢ | ADULT CONTENT| #BISEXUAL| 20+ What happens when a sinner doesn't run from the crown- but drops to her knees for it? When obedience becomes ritual, and blood becomes proof? The woman Quinn married is fighting something meaner-something sharper, fueled by fear, silence and rage. Billie doesn't flinch anymore. She doesn't hesitate. She kills like she was made for it. Quinn thinks she can keep up. She tells herself love is enough, that love and friendship mean something here. But being in was never about survival-it was about surrender. Now her hands are bloodied, her choices narrowing. King doesn't need to hurt her to break her. He just has to leave her close enough to watch Billie disappear. And he's watching. Waiting. Knowing Quinn, too, will make her choice. Because breaking one girl is easy. But to break both? That's the real art. ••• #1 in hellbent 07.14.25

[Final Book In The Sinners Trilogy] [Little Saint Series Book 2] She survived the knife. But what came back wasn't Billie-it's someone colder, sharper. After a brutal ambush meant to send a message, Billie lies unconscious in a hidden hospital above the city she once ruled in silence. At her side is Quinn, the girl she would kill for, bleed for, burn for-and the girl now caught in the crosshairs of a war Billie can no longer keep her out of. As the ghosts of St. Mary's rise again and Billie's past claws its way into the present, alliances blur, loyalties split, and violence threatens to rip apart the fragile peace they've only just started to build. Quinn wants answers. Billie wants vengeance. And King? He wants them both battle-ready before their enemies strike again. Because this time, the threat isn't to the city. It's to the heart. Love will be tested. Power will shift. And in the end-none of them will ever be the same. ••• ♰ #100 in Lesbianfiction on 8.28.25

[Book 2 Of The Sinners Trilogy] [Little Saint Series Book 1] What happens when love becomes a chase? And the person you're chasing... doesn't want to be caught anymore.? Locked together in an apartment, the charred remains of their past haunting them, as if it was seeking it's own, personal revenge. Billie came back from the fire stronger-and stranger. No longer just a troubled teen from St. Mary's, she's a weapon sharpened by violence, secrets, and something darker than guilt. And Quinn? She's still standing where Billie left her-aching, angry, and unwilling to walk away. But this time, loving Billie comes with conditions. Obedience. Oaths. Blood. As Billie climbs the ranks of a criminal underworld she never asked to be part of, Quinn finds herself pulled along-deeper into the game, deeper into Billie's world. The line between protector and predator blurs, and the closer they get to the truth behind the fire, the more dangerous their love becomes. Secrets rise. Violence spreads. And in the end, someone always burns. ••• Billie tilted her head. "You missed me, didn't you?" Quinn's lip trembled, and Billie grinned at the sight-sharp and wild and dangerous. Her hand tightened ever so slightly around Quinn's throat, just enough to make her fall quiet. "You gonna be my good little sinner, baby?" she purred. And Quinn, throat dry and knees shaking, still couldn't say no. ••• • #2 in dontsmileatme on 8.28.25 • #11 in gangmember on 8.28.25 • #99 in NYC on 8.28.25

[Book 1 Of The Sinners Trilogy] Quinn did something terrible. Her mother won't even look at her. Exiled to a strict Catholic school in the city's underbelly, she's determined to stay invisible-but never afraid. And then there's Billie. A bruised-knuckle gang leader with blood on her hands and secrets in her eyes, Billie rules St. Mary's with a silent fury no one dares cross. And yet, she's watching Quinn. Closely. As the two girls are drawn into each other's orbit, Quinn discovers that St. Mary's is more than detention slips and hallway fights. It's a battlefield-and Billie isn't just a bully. She's a soldier in a war no one talks about. And Quinn? She's already in too deep. One carries a secret. The other carries anger. And when love meets violence-nothing stays holy. ••• "Welcome to St. Mary's school for the troubled child" Billie whispers, her hands on my waist, her lips by my ear. I shudder, trying not to fall into her trap. She brings a hand to my top button, undoing it "You've gotta be in here for something. We're all sinners" she moves down, undoing half of my shirt. I whimper, my muscles locked. I felt ashamed of what she was doing to me, how she was making me feel. "C'mon, baby." she spins me so I'm facing her. Her eyes sparkled with amusement "Show me how sinful you really are" ••• • #1 in idontwannabeyouanymore on 8.23.19 • # 1 in blohsh on 8.23.19 • # 1 in comeoutandplay on 12.18.19 • # 1 in lesbianfiction on 7.03.25

"but will you stay, when it ends?" billie eilish x male oc.

An ideal woman. A woman who is pure and feminine. Gentle, graceful, humble, patient, faithful. Meek. Quiet. Timid. Keeps the house clean. Bears lots of children. Respects her husband no matter what. Knows her place and keeps her mouth shut unless spoken to.

When I met her, I fell in love with her smile. With her laugh, which she gave so free and loud, or soft and breathy in my ear. I'd fallen in love with her hands as they traced the air in front of my favorite paintings. With her fingertips as they braided her soft black hair. I'd fallen in love with her icy blue eyes, the dimple in her cheek, the smell of her spicy sweet perfume at the hollow of her throat, poisonous to me. -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Lucy Stewart is a textile artist in love with art of all kinds, but especially those that play on dark emotions. While sitting in a museum one evening, one of her very favorite such artists steps into her life. Together, they will create an art form neither of them have yet to experience alone... **New parts published on Wednesdays and Saturday's** CONTAINS: graphic consensual sex, language, kink Trigger warnings will be listed at the top of each chapter (there won't be many)