on the surface, sabrina carpenter is everything she's supposed to be: polished, perfect, straight. but when a single look from billie eilish makes something shift, the cracks in her carefully crafted image start to show. billie, who has always known exactly who she is, recognizes that look instantly. she knows what it means. and she's curious. the air between them is warm at first - just a flicker, a glance, a harmless pull. but heat rises. and once it starts, it's impossible to ignore.

Manon Bannerman was the kind of lawyer you'd hire on sight. All sharp angles and sharper wit- plaid power suits tailored to perfection, hair slicked back like a promise, expensive cologne clinging to her skin like a threat. She walked into a courtroom like she owned the deed, every step exuding the kind of confidence reserved for those inches from making senior partner. For her, litigation was a blood sport- and she never left the arena without the win. Every case she touched, she devoured. Ruthless, eloquent, and relentless, prosecutors often stalled at the mere sight of her name on paper. The courtroom was her kingdom. Her opponents? Merely entertainment. She'd smirk through their arguments, dissecting them like weak closing statements. Except for one. Daniela Avanzini. A case that refuses to end. A rival that refuses to lose. A woman who- much to Manon's absolute fury- gets under her skin in ways no legal opponent ever should. Daniela's presence is an infuriating paradox: poised, infuriatingly eloquent, and so goddamn magnetic that Manon's jaw clenches and her brow creases every time she opens her perfectly painted mouth. To them? They despise each other. To everyone else? It's obvious. Because to the jury, to the judge, to the entire courtroom gallery- the only thing louder than their arguments is the crackling, unbearable, wildly inappropriate sexual tension threatening to burn the whole place down.

On a rain-soaked night, Daniela's walk home turns into a desperate flight when a shadowy figure begins following her. Barefoot and panicked, she stumbles into a stranger whose warmth and kindness slowly pull her from the edge of fear. Safe for the first time that night, Daniela begins to feel at home-but just as she starts to relax, the mysterious figure reappears, revealing a stunning woman with a disarming smile and eyes that pierce through her anxiety. Between fear, attraction, and the unexpected comfort of new connections, Daniela's night spirals into a collision of danger, desire, and curiosity she can't ignore.

Daniela Avanzini had it all figured out. A stable relationship, a welcoming family and a summer break meant to strengthen the bond she shared with Luca Bannerman. Or so she thought. What no one anticipated- least of all, Daniela- was the pull of gravity, making her shift toward Luca's one and only sister- Manon. What begins as stolen glances and tense silences soon spirals into something neither of them can control. Their secret threatens to crack the Bannerman family wide open, tearing at loyalties and testing the boundaries between love and betrayal.

cute little oneshots of cadina bc cute :))))

basically exactly as it sounds. fluffy oneshots of cadnis, with a few bonus relationships/characters for flavor. it gets better as you go on. i don't really write angst and never write smut, so enjoy this soft and wholesome story.

Manon x Lara What would you do to piss off your ex and redirect the internet's attention? Fake date a hot supermodel! EYEKONS!!! I missed you all! Some of you asked for a Marz story sooo... Here's a little gift. Alsooo, follow me on insta guys! It's @black_swan_811 I make editsss Enjoyyy ;)

Người ta bảo, tình yêu đích thực chỉ cần một lần gặp đã đủ khắc cốt ghi tâm. Tôi gặp em... không chỉ một lần. Tôi đã gặp em trong quán bar mùa mưa năm hai mươi hai tuổi. Gặp em trong phòng tranh nhỏ giữa lòng thành phố cũ kỹ. Gặp em giữa một tiệm bánh, giữa một hiệu sách, giữa một căn bếp ngập nắng. Ở mỗi cuộc đời khác nhau, em đều mang một thân phận mới. Nhưng ánh mắt ấy, nụ cười ấy, giọng nói ấy... chưa từng thay đổi. Tôi trùng sinh. Không phải một lần. Không phải hai lần. Là rất nhiều lần. Và mỗi lần sống lại, tôi lại yêu em thêm một lần nữa. Lặp đi lặp lại như một vòng tuần hoàn ám ảnh. Nhưng lần này, tôi sẽ phá vỡ nó. Tôi không muốn gặp lại em ở kiếp sau. Tôi muốn ở bên em - mãi mãi, ở kiếp này. ----------------------------- tình trạng: hoàn chính văn (ngoại truyện thì tuỳ)

"Was it that bad?" Manon frowned slightly. "What do you mean?" "Whatever happened ten years ago. Was it that bad?" The question hung in the air like fog - shapeless but heavy. Manon didn't answer right away. After a moment, she said, "It's complicated." "I'm sixteen. I can understand complicated things." Manon smiled faintly, eyes still forward. "You think that now." Yoonchae waited, silent but expectant. She sighed, gripping the steering wheel a little tighter. "I guess I'm cornered." Manon smiled, but there was no real humor in it. "You won't let me off the hook, will you?" Yoonchae grinned, triumphant. "Not when I've got at least an hour to wear you down."