Evangeline Davenport has never heard the word no. Born into privilege and raised to rule every room she walks into, she's smart, magnetic, and untouchable. College is just another stage for her to own-until she meets Billie Eilish. Billie is everything Evangeline isn't. Unimpressed. Unfiltered. Impossible to control. Their dislike is instant, their rivalry fierce, and neither is willing to back down. But when hate starts to feel a lot like desire, the rules change. Lines blur. And soon, Evangeline is playing a game she's never played before-one she can't win without risking the only thing she's never given away: her heart.

my stepsister. She's everything I'm not-loud, reckless, untouchable. It wasn't supposed to be like this. But somehow, I can't look away. -------- "billie?" she said softly. i paused. "last night..." she started, then stopped, twisting the blanket in her hands. "was it-" "don't," i said quickly. my tone came out sharper than i meant. "just -- don't." she flinched. "i just wanted to know if it-" "meant something?" i finished, turning to face her. her eyes searched mine, desperate, hopeful. i hesitated. the truth sat heavy on my tongue. "it shouldn't have happened," i said finally. ---- •slow updates •intended lowercase • g!p • mature/ graphic scenes

Elena never expected her fresh start to turn into a nightmare. When she moves to a new school, she catches the attention of Billie Eilish-the school's untouchable queen bee, known for breaking hearts and getting away with it. Billie is cruel, relentless, and impossible to ignore. Billie Eilish never loses. And Elena? She never expected to be caught in the fire. 🥇- 1st in #goodstory 😝 🥇- 1st in #billie 😏

billie's the girl everyone's afraid of - once the biggest bully on campus, now a shadow of herself. sihloh's the only one who sees past the anger and walls. when their worlds collide in room 206, nothing is what it seems. secrets, pain, and unexpected feelings twist together in a story about learning to trust, loving through the dark, and finding yourself when everything's falling apart.

A provocative music video. Two women forced into a performance of obsession. Billie plays it too well, every touch, every look blurs the line between acting and reality. For Elara, it was supposed to be just a role. For Billie, it might be something darker.

Billie blinked. "Wow," she said tightly. Her smile was more strained than a bra two sizes too small. "How long have you two been together?" "Oh no no! Not dating... yet?" She added, her hand sliding up my thigh so casually you'd think she did it every Tuesday. "Oh, fuck me," Billie muttered to herself, standing abruptly. "Getting a drink," She didn't wait for a response, or permission, or the Lord's blessing. Just turned on her heel and disappeared into the crowd like a storm cloud in eyeliner. - Billie took a gulp from her cocktail like it was water in the desert and she'd just crawled out of emotional quicksand. Half the drink disappeared in one go. I blinked. "What is in that?" "Vodka," she said flatly. "And...?" Sophie asked, voice a little too polite like she was a customer service rep bracing for a Karen. "Vodka," Billie repeated, nodding like she just solved a riddle. "Do you still have those photos, Lynx?" she asked suddenly, voice low and laced with something unreadable. Her eyes stayed locked on mine, unwavering. "The nude ones. From my house. A month ago." Her lip curled into a subtle smirk, the kind that belonged in a courtroom or a very expensive lingerie ad. I cleared my throat. "Do you... want them?" Billie shrugged. "No. Just wanted to make sure you still had them." She drained the rest of her drink like that sentence hadn't just broken the vibe into a million awkward little pieces. "Yo, what's this about photos?" a very drunk man asked, stumbling over with the grace of a wet sock. "Who the fuck invited you?" Billie snapped, her voice slicing through the noise sharper than a guillotine in a Gucci ad. I stared at him like he was an IKEA instruction manual written in Klingon. "Piss off, Liam," Billie muttered, already over it.

She swore she'd only give herself to someone she loved. She didn't expect it to be her. The night of the Met Gala was supposed to be just another night of cameras, designer gowns, and champagne smiles. But when supermodel Claire Harbour crossed paths with Billie Eilish, everything she thought she knew about control began to unravel. What started as stolen glances on the red carpet turned into breathless gasps behind closed doors. Under Billie's touch, Claire broke the one rule she promised she'd never cross. Because this wasn't just a hook-up. This was her first time. And Billie Eilish was the one who took it.

Juliette Smith has always been the girl with the big heart. The one who puts others first, the one her brother swore to protect at all costs. Living under Jonathan's roof in LA was supposed to be temporary, just until she found her footing again. But then Billie Eilish walked into their world. What starts as harmless, the superstar hanging around her brother's studio, late-night conversations in their kitchen, quickly turns into something dangerous. Something neither of them can afford to feel. Because Billie is Jonathan's best friend. And Juliette? She's the one person Jonathan would never let her be with. Loving her means lying to him. Wanting her means risking everything. But some things are impossible to hide.

Charlie returns to the neighborhood of her childhood and meets a girl who will change her world. Can she change Billie Eilish's world? 𝑨 𝒏𝒐𝒏-𝒕𝒚𝒑𝒊𝒄𝒂𝒍 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆 𝒔𝒕𝒐𝒓𝒚. 18+ content.

third installment to 'wish you were gay' and 'made for you' will billie and leilani be able to manage what life throws at them after they are separated again?