They said the game was over. But what if the real game is the one that doesn't come with rules? No cards. No bluffs. Just looks that linger too long, silences that cut too deep, and a tension no one dares to name. Will Riri risk to play the most dangerous game? Will Mary dare to fall into an abyss of secrets? A slowburn you won't be able to look away from. This fanfic is inspired by the characters from the Netflix series "Bet". The writing, style, plot developments, dialogue, and scenes are entirely my own. Please do not copy, repost, translate, or modify this story without my explicit permission. If you want to share it, link back to this page☺️

Kira Timurov x G!P Reader Y/N came to St. Dominics, a transferred student. She only has few friends, but, are they to her? Kira, cruelly elegant and impossible to predict, sees right through the devotion - and takes it as a challenge. Cold, calculating, and insatiably curious. She locked eyes with y/n and their story began there. She's testing Y/N's limits: emotionally, physically, and psychologically. Every touch is a reward. Every command, a test. And as Y/N starts to break in the most beautiful ways, Kira finds herself unable to look away. This isn't a love story. It's a power struggle dressed in silk and lipstick. How far will you let someone pull you apart... just to feel like you're theirs? -------- Story for ya'll. Have fun gayz

At St. Dominic's Academy power isn't earned through grades - it's earned through gambling, it's how power is won and reputations are built. The school's elite are all members of the feared Student Council, where only the strongest remain. Mary is a gambling queen - sharp-tongued, beautiful, cunning. She doesn't have friends, but she does have allies. Riri - the silent, unreadable girl who rarely speaks, barely gambles, and always lingers in the shadows of her older sister, the Student Council President. Mary and Riri have a strange relationship: not quite friends, not quite strangers. There's a tension between them - cold glances, soft silences, unspoken respect. Mary doesn't get why Riri never gambles. Riri doesn't explain. Still, they work in sync on the Council - until one day, they don't.

MaeRiri fanfiction🫦 !trigger warning, some chapters might be triggering to some people! There is a school hidden behind roses and rules. Where power is currency and masks mean survival. Where a whisper can ruin you and a kiss can save your life. Mary Davis didn't mean to fall. Not into danger. Not into obsession. And definitely not into the arms of Riri Timurov. The girl with the cracked mask, the quiet rage and eyes that see more than they should. As secrets bloom like poison and betrayal moves through the halls like smoke, Mary and Riri are pulled deeper into something none of them can control. And while the world begins to burn, they find each other in shadows, in silence and in the soft, terrifying shape of love.

Mary arriving to the St Dominic's caused stir up around the student council and especially Riri. Will Mary become a nuisance or a wanted figure? (⚠️THIS STORY HAS SPOILERS⚠️)

There's always something at stake. Pride. Power. Blood. But with her? It's different. With her, it's everything. Mary Davis plays to win. Riri Timurov plays like she has nothing left to lose. Together, they make a mess of rules, reason, and whatever's left of their hearts. This is a collection of what they can't say out loud-moments between games, between betrayals, between knowing better and doing it anyway. Some stories end in blood. Some in silence. Some in that sharp, aching almost. But if it's her- She'll risk it. 💋 Sapphic oneshots. Tension. Fluff. Betrayal. Knife-sharp romance. Canon divergence. Rivals, teammates, something more? All versions lead back to her.

In a school ruled by games, 𝑤𝑖𝑛𝑛𝑖𝑛𝑔 gets you a crown. Dishonesty is the 𝑛𝑒𝑤 truth. And silence is a 𝑓𝑎𝑐𝑎𝑑𝑒 for survival. 𝐋𝐲𝐫𝐚 𝐓𝐢𝐦𝐮𝐫𝐨𝐯 stands untouched by the noise: 𝑝𝑜𝑖𝑠𝑒𝑑, 𝑑𝑖𝑠𝑡𝑎𝑛𝑡, 𝑢𝑛𝑟𝑒𝑎𝑑𝑎𝑏𝑙𝑒. 𝐘𝐮𝐦𝐞𝐤𝐨 𝐊𝐚𝐰𝐚𝐦𝐨𝐭𝐨 thrives in the center of it: 𝑖𝑚𝑝𝑢𝑙𝑠𝑖𝑣𝑒, 𝑚𝑎𝑔𝑛𝑒𝑡𝑗𝑐, and 𝑢𝑛𝑎𝑝𝑜𝑙𝑜𝑔𝑒𝑡𝑖𝑐. Between calculated moves and lingering glances, something 𝑢𝑛𝑠𝑝𝑜𝑘𝑒𝑛 starts to take shape. Close enough to 𝑎𝑐ℎ𝑒. Distant enough to 𝒅𝒆𝒏𝒚. Neither dared to even whisper: 𝑾𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒉𝒂𝒑𝒑𝒆𝒏𝒔 𝒘𝒉𝒆𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒘𝒓𝒐𝒏𝒈 𝒎𝒐𝒗𝒆 𝒇𝒆𝒆𝒍𝒔 𝒓𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕? 𝐘.𝐉 x 𝐋.𝐓 by yours truly, 𝑱𝒖𝒏𝒆.

Two girls find themselves in the same predicament, so they decide to help each other >>>><<<< "I bet..." Yumeko said slowly, her voice rich with intent, "...that one day... you'll fall for me." Charlie let the silence hang for a moment, like a coin spinning in the air. Then her voice dropped to a whisper, husky and bare. "What if I already have?" Yumeko didn't hesitate. "Then I guess that means I win." Yumeko x OcFem Netflix Bet

▌Bet 𝐈. Enticing Fem oc! "You ruin everything you touch." "So don't touch me." ───── At St. Dominic's prep, power isn't earned, it's played for. And Yumeko Jabami is no stranger to chaos. But when a new presence steps out from the shadow of Kira Timurov, her beloved sister, Aurora, Yumeko finds herself caught in a different kind of game.──── ━━ © Jemmvs 2025 ᴀᴄᴛ one: completed ᴀᴄᴛ two: ?? {Bet, 1} {Yumeko x Fem! oc}