In late '90s New York, a poet and aspiring filmmaker with oil-streaked fingers and a photographic artist who sees the world in color fall into a love as raw and electric as the city around them. Between college classes and underground clubs, they build a universe of late-night laughter, rooftop dances, and whispered promises captured in Polaroids and paint. But when tragedy strikes without warning, the life they created shatters in an instant. What remains is a story of love and loss; to the beauty of fleeting things, and the ache of what lingers when the frame goes dark. 🏆 - #4 in 'victoriamonet'

A compilation of stories and one-shots featuring Victoria Monét and Megan Thee Stallion, exploring love, passion, and unexpected moments. With special appearances from your favorite celebrities-or even you.

"i'd rather fight, than lose sleep at night, at least you're all mine. If I, I have to choose, my heart or you... I'm gonna lose." Beyoncé is a successful entrepreneur, one of the richest people in America . When Megan gets the opportunity to become her assistant/intern, the two embark on a journey neither of them really expected. Filled with heartbreak, lies, lies, lies... And more lies. Enjoy 🫶🏾.

Megan and Beyoncé find comfort in each other.

Megan and Beyoncé continue to explore life together. [A Beautiful Mess sequel]

Beyoncé sets her eyes on Megan.

As Megan heals from her abusive relationship and is able to finally escape with her babygirl Azari. Her beautiful neighbor offers to help as they move in and settle into their new house the two start to catch feelings with each other as time goes on. Megan is still very closed off but she still continues to develop feelings for Beyoncé. Will Megan Open Up?

A short MegYoncé fic about a crush. (very explicit sexual content 18+)

⚠️TW⚠️ ⚠️G!P⚠️ Losing my faith, I'm losing my faith Slipping away, you're slipping away I'm not okay, no, I'm not okay I'm not okay -H.E.R.

"Can't take this town, I used to say. It's dull and quiet, country way. So I boarded the train, kissed all goodbye, and in my heart was a sentimental sigh..." -Vivian Ayers Allen