This story is about you and the next president Kamala Harris warning (sexual)

What begins as a life already marked by love, distance, and quiet resilience slowly unfolds into something larger than any of its characters expect. Kathryn Wright and Kamala Harris are first bound by complicated histories, shifting relationships, and the fragile balance between loss and belonging. Through change, grief, and rediscovery, Kathryn and Kamala find their way toward each other, not in a sudden transformation, but in the slow accumulation of shared days, difficult choices, and the courage to stay.

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Sophie Smith, a 20-year-old photographer, and Kamala Harris, the President of the United States, live next door to each other in a quiet, heavily guarded D.C. suburb. Despite a year of silent, stolen glances, they remain strangers, until Sophie's volatile ex-boyfriend returns unexpectedly, forcing Sophie to seek Kamala's protection one desperate night. Little does she know, Kamala has been harboring feelings for her all along. Over the course of the story, their relationship unfolds tenderly: tentative trust blooms into deep intimacy, complicated by Kamala's political obligations and Sophie's lingering trauma. They must navigate secrecy, public scrutiny, age differences, and the heavy weight of love they can no longer deny.

Maxine Rogers operates in a world where mistakes aren't forgiven-they're erased. As Chief of Staff to Kamala Harris, she is responsible for maintaining order at the highest level of power. Both women are defined by control. Neither allows weakness. Neither makes room for emotion.

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Their first meeting in a dive bar ends with Kamala pouring a pint of beer over Mia's head. They thought they would never see each other again. But fate keeps bringing them together. After one chaotic street race ends in an explosion, Mia gets caught by the police. To protect her older brother who just joined the force, she has no choice but to agree to become Kamala's confidential informant in the investigation of a major drug supplier. Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. The story is entirely made up and not affiliated with or endorsed by any real persons. Although real people are mentioned, this is a fictional AU and should not be taken as a representation of their real lives, beliefs, or actions.

Fifteen years after a secret love affair with a rising politician, Maren Delaney receives an invitation to Kamala's retirement party-and the life she's spent years trying to forget. With her steady partner by her side and old wounds resurfacing, Maren must decide what to do with the fire that never really went out.

Nova a 18 year old girl who's carrying more weight on her shoulders then most will ever carry in their life. A troubled home life and an insecure mind she just craves some safety and an escape from the life she's been living. She's already battling her horrible home life, insomnia which ultimately means she's struggling in school. To throw it into the mix she has a new strict English teacher who she thinks will be the worst thing to ever happen to her. She didn't realise how wrong she was. Aurora jones a 28 year old English teacher who doesn't let anything slide past her. Late? Don't come at all assignment not done? Not her problem. She seems cold and reckless but it's soon about to all change. She doesn't do relationships, never has. But what else can you do when you find yourself looking at your student maybe a little too often.

"I've never been with a woman before." I was an echo chamber to her words as I made my admission shyly, looking away as my face grew hot with embarrassment. I wasn't lying. I never had been with a woman before. Especially not an older, well respected and successful woman. Vivian Black took me by my chin, forcing me to look her in the eyes, "Let me change that." I watched and allowed her to trace circles into my hip, "What about the men I told you about? She let out a small laugh, her lips now on my neck and her hand in between my legs, "I'll make you forget all about them."