Dakota Bloom had never cared much for rules. She lived lightly, guided by her own principles, never drawn to monogamy or settling down. It had always been easy to leave. Until she met Billie Eilish - and holding onto those principles became less certain.

And I'm coming back home to you. - Sequel to Sleepless Nights.

Was hoping you'd come home. I don't care if it's a lie. - This is the sequel to Hit Me Hard.

Effy works nights at a shitty bar in a shitty part of LA, lives in an even shittier apartment with a leaky ceiling and a stray cat that refuses to leave. She's all rough edges and way too used to life handing her the short end of the stick. Nothing ever comes easy, and if it does, it probably wants something in return. Then this girl walks in. Easy laugh. Soft eyes. Looks like sin in a bandana and moves like the world's hers for the taking.

on the surface, sabrina carpenter is everything she's supposed to be: polished, perfect, straight. but when a single look from billie eilish makes something shift, the cracks in her carefully crafted image start to show. billie, who has always known exactly who she is, recognizes that look instantly. she knows what it means. and she's curious. the air between them is warm at first - just a flicker, a glance, a harmless pull. but heat rises. and once it starts, it's impossible to ignore.

We were twelve and thirteen when we met. She was the prodigy. I was the girl in the seats. We became inseparable. Billie Eilish taught me how to trust green rooms, group chats, and secrets whispered during warmups. I learned her laugh, her moods, the way she'd call me Mel like it meant something. I didn't realize I was in love with her until years later-after the pet names, the late-night calls, the almosts we never talked about. When we finally blurred the line-just us, no labels-it felt inevitable. Then she cut me off for a boy with a smirk and a spotlight. He found out about us. He made sure I knew I'd never be enough. I showed her what he sent. She chose him anyway. We haven't spoken since. Now I'm twenty-one, vegan, five feet of fury, chaos, and accidental fame. My sister Mya, my best friend Grace, and I are building something real. I swore I was done waiting for Billie to choose me. But the universe? Messy. Her music keeps finding its way into my life-and my work. People keep asking about us. And every time I see her name, I remember the way she used to look at me like I was hers. She says we're nothing. I remember everything. We're not friends. We're not over. And if she wants to pretend it didn't happen-fine. Let her watch while the whole world falls for the girl she walked away from.

Finished April 2025! A story about the kind of unexpected connection that changes everything. Mila, a 23-year-old trying to find her place in a city that doesn't quite feel like home, embarks on a journey filled with loyalty, unspoken truths, and the messy beauty of figuring out who she is. As her world shifts around her, she learns what it truly means to show up for the people who matter most-even when everything feels uncertain.

A lonely single mom with a hidden past works nights as a phone sex operator-until a voice on the other end of the line begins to unravel everything she's tried to keep buried. (g!p)

Exchange Sequel Four years later and Ellie found herself in Milan. She's happy but not content. But how could she complain? She's the personal trainer of models for Vogue in Milan, hell she's even dating one of the models. Yet she still finds herself questioning if leaving was right option four years later. Although she keeps in contact with everyone bar Billie, there's been no reason to go back until she receives a letter that bids her back... Finneas and Claudia's engagement party and eventually wedding. Will the celebration of love bring it to her or crush her even more?

"YOOO FIN WHAT THE FUCK DID I SAY ABOUT USING MY-" a girl with silver hair yelled, barging into the bathroom. "Well fuck me, you're not Finneas" the girl said, looking me up and down, drawing attention to the fact that only a towel was wrapped around me. "No I'm not, so get out!" "Woah mamas, you're in my bathroom, in my home and using what smells like my body wash so how about you get the fuck out" Lord help this girl and her audacity.