"Of course, Senator Harris. I'm ready for anything you put on me." Kamala's eyebrow arches, and I realize too late how that might sound. My cheeks burn, and I fight the urge to fan myself. "Good," she says, her tone rich with amusement and something darker. "Because I plan on working you very hard when we get back to the office." The car slows to a stop, and I realize we've arrived at my apartment building. As I gather my things, my hands trembling slightly, Kamala's final words follow me out of the car: "Rest up this weekend. You're going to need it."

Kamala clears her throat and picks up the paper. Her fingers, long and elegant, hold the statement with the same confidence she wields legislation. "Senator Kamala Harris confirms her relationship with model and political consultant Giselle Woods-Kennedy. The couple met during Ms. Woods-Kennedy's internship in Washington, but their romantic relationship began well after the professional association ended. Both are committed to transparency and maintaining the highest ethical standards. They ask for privacy as they navigate this new chapter of their lives together." I close my eyes, letting the words sink in. When I open them, Kamala is watching me, a rare vulnerability in her gaze. "When do you want to release it?"

In the world of high stakes and secret alliances, Kamala Harris is a powerful and feared widow running an empire of influence. Behind the polished façade lies a life steeped in danger, loss, and secrecy, her strength built upon the shadows she commands. A single mother to two stepchildren, Kamala holds everyone at arm's length. When she hires you as their new babysitter, you're drawn into her dark and complex world. {another Kamala Harris x reader au fanfic cause why not}

Kamala is the soon to be president of the United States. That would not be possible without being interviewed by some of the great people of this nation and having rallies in different states. Y/n goes to every rally she can attend for a college essay about World Leaders. First being in her hometown of Pittsburgh. What happens when you two lock eyes for the first time.. There will be so much smut, I'm not sorry. THIS WILL BE A PICTURE BOOK.

Olivia Riley is a Secret Service agent assigned to work for VP Kamala Harris. They hit it off, quickly becoming friends. Soon though, the line between friendship and flirting starts to blur. It's just infatuation. A little harmless crush. How bad can it possibly be? Disclaimer: This fictional story was made with the sole purpose of entertainment and is not intended to be taken seriously in any social or political context. I am just a mere lesbian who loves middled-aged women. Side note: In this story, Kamala is single and in her 40's

"I am offering you a chance to criticize me." (gXg)

Kamala Harris is the president of the United States. You are her new assistant. (wlw)

You're a college student struggling in your political science class, and your professor, Kamala Harris, takes a personal interest in helping you succeed. What starts off as simple academic guidance grows into something more intense as lines blur between the classroom and personal lives. Can this forbidden connection survive the pressures of academia, secrecy, and power imbalances? Or will it all come crashing down? [this is an AU teacher!kamala Harris x college student!reader because I was bored but to my fellow Kamala Harris simps, I hope you enjoy this]