"Well, Y/N, thank you for saving me" she said smiling while shaking my hand. She dropped my hand and walked towards me, giving me a kiss on my cheek causing my face to turn red. Reneé Rapp x Reader G!P

Sequel to What He Doesn't Know | Juliette and Billie finally have what they always wanted: each other. The lies are behind them, the world knows, and their house has become a home. Late-night FaceTimes have turned into shared toothbrushes and lazy Sunday mornings. Love, real love, finally feels possible. But stability doesn't mean peace. Not when you're dating someone the world thinks they own. As Billie returns to the spotlight - tours, interviews, flashing cameras - Juliette is pulled into a world she never asked for. A world where rumors spread faster than facts, and where whispers from the past refuse to stay buried. Old flames, broken friendships, and one mistake that never really went away. Because just when they thought the hard part was over...They'll realize some secrets don't die. They just wait.

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.

a thick-skinned alpha persevering in a male-dominated society. a wandering shy girl with stars in her eyes. _________________________ ⚠️ mature + dark themes ⚠️

Delilah I was always the star daughter, even if my temper at school made me a troublemaker, I had been looking after my sisters since I was ten. I lost the love of my life at fifteen. I thought nothing could get possibly get worse, that was until I met her. Abby Bove. My worst enemy, and my darkest temptation. She continues to test me. Making me lose control, with this game we play on who will bite first. I bite every time, in hopes she'll run in fear, but it only brings her closer. But I think deep down we both don't want this game to end, because then we have to admit something, something that we both are terrified of. But now I'm starting to doubt my own self - control. She was a temptation. And I was beginning to be tempted. Abby Delilah Marie Blackwood. The worst girl to ever exist. The devil incarnate, who walks with her head held high, and her nails perfectly sharp like her grey eyes. Even when I think my day was going great, it ruins the instant she looks in my direction. She was taller. Colder. Ruder. And the daughter of a Billionaire. And way out of my league. But so was I. She thinks I'll bow down to her like all the others do in fear. That I'll admit I'm scared of her. But I'm not. Her reserved and cold interior, were ones that always made me annoyed and yet so captivated by her. Because even when I'm not looking at her, I always feel her eyes trail over me. I might be making a mistake, playing this game with her. But I am far from done with it. She was heartless, and ruthless with those stormy grey eyes, and those soft yet cold lips. She was everything I should stay away from. Yet I found myself inching towards her. One time I looked at her with nothing but curiosity and attraction, now I look at her with curiosity and a deep burning hatred as she does me. I never wanted the easy life, and by the looks of it neither does she.

wlw / gxg (Y/N or Reader x Billie) ⋆ contains fluff and smut ⋆ smut chapters will have a "*" ⋆ feel free to request!!

Olive Martin had always been a hurricane in a world too small for her. A girl with a million shattered pieces of herself scattered at every corner of her existence. You could see it in her eyes, cold pools that swallowed everything until a dark cold bitterness was all that existed. Nikole Darcelle was a woman who knew power, she had conquered every empire. Yet love? That was the only luxury she couldn't afford, not when the whole world bent to her will with every whispered command. Her insatiable need for control would lead her into a collision course with a small force more volatile than anything she'd ever encountered. Both were disasters in their own, but together? They would either destroy each-other or ignite something much darker than either anticipated.

Cordelia Ramsey is the kind of girl who's always in motion - weekend parties, hallway laughter, a little too much eyeliner, and a lot of charm. She's not perfect, but she's not trying to be. Grades? Decent. Friends? Plenty. Life? Complicated. Then comes Ms. Deborah Everett - cool, unreadable, and dressed like she walked out of a noir film. Her voice is soft but cutting, her looks linger a moment too long, and her comments always land like a dare. She shouldn't notice Cordelia. Cordelia shouldn't care. But the way Ms. Everett calls her Miss Ramsey, the way her eyes flicker with something Cordelia can't quite name - it sticks. It grows. It lingers. As late assignments turn into after-school conversations, and sarcasm turns into something quieter, deeper - Cordelia starts to wonder: What exactly is happening here? And more dangerously... what if she doesn't want it to stop? A slow-burn romance full of sharp tension, forbidden glances, and the space between wanting something - and knowing you shouldn't touch it.

age regression imagines :) enjoyyyy! 💓