She throws a party every year. Same city, different mask. No names, no rules-just a pulse-pounding hunt for a lover long gone. Riri Timurov is a vampire, ruthless CEO by day, immortal romantic by night. For centuries, she's been chasing a ghost: the soul of the woman she lost in flames. And this year, she finds her. Her name is Mary. She doesn't remember the past. But she can't stop dreaming of it. Of Riri. Of blood. Of a love that always ends in fire.

"Do you think she saw us?" Mary asked quietly. "She saw me," Yumeko said with a grin. Mary groaned. "Don't start." "What?" "I've seen that look in your eyes before. You're gonna try and flirt with her, aren't you?" "I was born flirting," Yumeko replied. Mary rolled her eyes, but a reluctant smile tugged at her lips. "Well, maybe she'll crush your ego, and we'll all be better for it." "Maybe," Yumeko said, still watching the space where Kira had been. "But I wouldn't bet on it."

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.

Riri Timurov, the quiet and enigmatic stepsister of Kira Timurov, had always kept to herself. Her silence wasn't just a habit, it felt like a carefully constructed barrier, shielding something deeper. Mary Davis, ever observant and quietly inquisitive, had long harbored a growing curiosity about Riri. There was something about her presence that seemed unfinished, a mystery waiting to be unraveled. Who was Riri, really? Mary couldn't help but wonder.

This is supposed to be a «continuation» of bet so this Fanfic takes place right after Riri said «do you want to get out of here?» to Mary. This is of course a romantic wlw fanfic about Mary and Riri from bet, it might include other ships too, but meariri is the main ship here and the story focuses mainly on their relationship and perspectives. That means other characters like Ryan or Michael will be underpriorotized as they don't have much connection with Mary nor Riri. The fic has now included Yumekira as a ship and their pov's are also there to add dept to the story. Yumeko's revenge will to a certain degree be here, as it will affect Meariri too. Remember this is just a fanfic and what is written might not be canon in season 2 of bet. Note: 1st chapter might start off cringe, but trust the process it's all a part of it. 2nd Note: Remember that when it's in a characters pov, we're seeing the actions and perceiving them from their perspective. If the same action would be from another characters pov then the reaction or perception may be totally different as everyone has their own ways of thinking.

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.

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.