Imagine writing a fan fiction about Billie Eilish just to find out she's read it. Ember's entire life flips upside down when she receives a DM from someone regarding her fanfiction about Billie Eilish. This book will contain: -Suicidal thoughts -Self-Harm -Depression -Homophobia -Language -Smut achieved 2 in #billieeilish 1 in #billie 2 in #bil 1 in #bils 2 in #eilish

college student, Gianna Woodard, finds her world changing as she saves the life of Billie Eilish. the two go through an unexpected journey together where they experience love, lost and lots of drama. - mentions of kidnapping, sexual activity, cursing. - intentional lowercase typing - this was my first story. it's cringey, i know. i was young and unserious so be cool

Raven was part of a gang since the first day of her life, but when it unites with an another one, things change. Billie, the new leader, isn't how Raven expected her to be. After one wrong move, she has to pay. Will Raven ever forgive the new leader for what she did to her? ⚠️this is g!p⚠️ ⚠️smut, rape, verbal and physical abuse, guns and violence ⚠️ I hope you will like it ❤️

take what i want when i wanna & i want ya.

"Billie..." I trailed off as I saw her sitting on my chair once more, her lips dry and her hair in a tangled mess. Her cheeks were wet with tears as she sniffed, her hand coming up to her nose wiping off some snot. "They're going to kill me, Kennedy. They said so this morning" She said, through sobs and I felt my heart break. I walked up to her and she instantly gripped my waist crying into my white shirt. Her body vibrated as she cried loudly, the only sound in the dark room. I looked down at her brown hair, the dye completely out and some sponge laying here and there. I hesitated before carefully holding her head and lightly rubbing her cheek. Compassion wasn't my best trate but for Billie I'd try. "I don't wanna go, Kennedy. I-I don't wanna go" She repeatedly begged and I shook my head, a lone tear rolling down my cheek, "I'm sorry, Billie" 05/16/19

"yo, Athena, get over here" I turned my head and saw Billie. The last time we properly talked was like middle school, and she was just asking for an eraser. I stood up from my lunch table and made my way over. "yeah?" i asked with my arms crossed. "How about you and me play a little game?" she licked her lips. "what game?.." i asked skeptically. "30 Day Rule of course" she smirked. ____________________________________________ This book started from pure imagination until i remembered "To all the boys I've loved before" exists so lowkey embarrassing😭 🏅1st in #gay 🏅1st in #bil 🏅2nd in #eilish 🏅1st in #billie 🏅1st in #womenlovingwomen 🏅1st in #eilish 🏅6th in #whenweallfallasleepwheredowego 🏅2nd in #billie

Billie smirks and squeezes my hand, leaning into my ear, 'Dont worry, I don't bite,' she pauses and my breath hitches, 'unless you want me to.' My eyes widen and my face goes pale, 'Wh-what's that supposed to mean?' Billie chuckles, 'You'll find out soon enough, I can already tell you're questioning.' The bell for the end of lunch rings, and Billie picks up her journal, walking to her next class. Questioning what? In this book, Billie is the quiet girl at school, but she takes a special liking to you... #1 in #billie (12/23/22) #1 in #gxg (12/24/22) #1 in #girlxgirl (12/24/22) Completed! (1/26/23)

how could this be a love story?

Sequel to Burn for you | Six months apart. Six months of pretending they were fine. Blair Ashford is rebuilding the mess she left behind, convincing herself she doesn't still ache for Billie. Billie Eilish forced herself to move on, but the second she sees Blair again, it all comes rushing back. Because love like theirs doesn't just fade-it lingers, it aches, it burns. Thrown back into each other's lives, they're forced to face the past. But forgiveness isn't forgetting. And love? Love isn't always enough.

Blair Ashford doesn't do attachments. The sharp-tongued bartender has spent her life keeping people at a distance-until one wild night ends with her waking up in Billie Eilish's bed. What starts as a drunken mistake quickly spirals into a dangerous push-and-pull of desire, tension, and a whole lot of trouble.