Sequel to 'They don't know about our love'! There is a time jump, Kamala is 24, Barack is 27, and their beautiful babygirl, Ryann Nicole, is 3 almost 4

Kamala Harris, the spy with no attachments. Gavin Newsom, the assassin no one crosses twice. When their missions collide, survival forces them to work side-by-side-two predators circling the same kill. But obsession bleeds into every stolen glance, every fight, every near-death breath shared in the dark. He calls her his. She calls it manipulation. Until she betrays him. Disappears. Starts a new life raising a little girl she saved from the world they once ruled. Months later, when Gavin finds her again, the war between them reignites-hotter, darker, deadlier. Because this time, Kamala isn't running. And Gavin isn't asking.

A Kamala and Barack love story.

She's his children's nanny. His wife's employee. His biggest mistake... and the love of his life.

Here's an Obamala story set during Barack's presidential campaign. Hope you'll enjoy it, I'm having a lot of fun writing it!

Kamala Harris is the best entertainment lawyer in Los Angeles-a formidable litigator known for her unshakable composure and relentless drive to protect her A-list clients. Her life is meticulously ordered, her record spotless, and her patience for childish behavior nonexistent. That patience is put to the ultimate test when her firm's senior partner makes her an offer she can't refuse: take on Barack Obama, the charismatic but catastrophically self-destructive star of a blockbuster franchise, or clean out her office. Obama's latest scandal isn't just tabloid fodder; it's a legal inferno. Leaked footage, a vindictive co-star, and a web of blackmail threaten to end his career and possibly drag the studio down with him. He's everything Kamala despises-flamboyant, impulsive, and seemingly allergic to responsibility. She's the ironclad control he can't stand. Forced into close quarters-war rooms, strategy sessions, and tense stakeouts-their sniping evolves into grudging respect. Kamala witnesses the flicker of vulnerability beneath Obama's bravado, while he sees the fierce loyalty she hides behind a wall of professionalism. As they dig deeper, they uncover a conspiracy far more dangerous than a simple PR nightmare. When threats turn violent and the evidence implicates people Kamala once trusted, they're truly on their own. Late nights fueled by stale coffee and desperation give way to moments of raw honesty. The lines between client and counsel blur. But trusting each other is the biggest gamble of all. In a city built on illusion, they must decide if their connection is real or just another performance.

Howard University, 1996 Barack Obama (19), a smooth, guarded Howard sophomore hiding childhood pain behind a campus-king swagger. Kamala Harris (18), a brilliant, painfully shy freshman armed with color-coded highlighters and homemade cookies. Barack rules campus with a smile and a promise never to stay. Kamala rules the front row with highlighters and zero interest in games. Forced together on a Torts project worth half their grade, the campus player bets his boys he'll have the church girl before the deadline. He expects easy. He gets homemade cookies, quiet library nights, and a girl who sees every crack in his armor. One cruel joke almost ends it. One plate of Miss Lorraine's fried chicken almost begins it. Between chocolate chip cookies and whispered "goodnights," two guarded hearts discover that love doesn't always leave; sometimes it waits on the third floor for someone brave enough to stop running. This story is completely fictional.

Dying Saved My Life.... TW⚠️: This Story Contains DV, Death, Murder and other themes. Viewer discretion is advised.

A new Dougala story

When detectives Kamala Harris and Barack Obama are forced to partner on a high-stakes case, sparks fly and not in a good way. But everything changes when Barack uncovers a hidden truth that ties them together in a way neither of them ever expected.