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Salt to Taste by QuillandDagger
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When an up and coming, fiery chef is thrown into a high-stakes cooking show owned by the notorious and perfectionist Kamala Harris, sparks fly both on the stove and off. Rivalry turns to obsession, desire simmers beneath every glance, and even the most experienced chefs can stumble. In a kitchen where temptation is always on the menu, only one thing is certain: passion is best served slow, and love... must be seasoned to taste.
Healing My Heart Break by OfficialSyncere
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Jessica Hunter, 32, a small business owner in Detroit, Michigan. She owns a Jazz cafe in the heart of downtown Detroit and everyone from rappers to movie stars to political figures stop by. But one day, the coffee cafe gets some buzz that changes Jessica's whole world. Kamala Harris, 44, former Vice President (in this story, in the beginning, she didn't run for president and her age is younger). She is visiting her friend, Michigan Governor, Gretchen Whitmer and the two of them plus Michelle Obama, walk into the cafe. As you can imagine, someone is star struck and wants to make a move, but doesn't know how. Take this ride with me and find out what happens.
Mea Culpa by QuillandDagger
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In the cutthroat world of presidential politics, 49-year-old Senator Kamala Harris is fighting for the highest office in the land. When 28-year-old brilliant and fiercely loyal aide Sincere Jackson joins her campaign, what begins as professional admiration quickly ignites into a dangerous, all-consuming attraction.
𝐎𝐕𝐄𝐑𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐓𝐄𝐃 | 𝐀 𝐊𝐀𝐌𝐀𝐋𝐀 𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐑𝐈𝐒 𝐅𝐀𝐍𝐅𝐈𝐂𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍 by _asc_scorpio_
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Their first meeting in a dive bar ends with Kamala pouring a pint of beer over Mia's head. They thought they would never see each other again. But fate keeps bringing them together. After one chaotic street race ends in an explosion, Mia gets caught by the police. To protect her older brother who just joined the force, she has no choice but to agree to become Kamala's confidential informant in the investigation of a major drug supplier. Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. The story is entirely made up and not affiliated with or endorsed by any real persons. Although real people are mentioned, this is a fictional AU and should not be taken as a representation of their real lives, beliefs, or actions.
When Our Worlds Collide: Kamala Harris Lesbian Fanfiction by luvwithTS
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Say Yes: Solana Houston, a gifted chef and former R&B singer fighting her way out of a toxic relationship, finds unexpected hope when Vice President Kamala Harris visits her restaurant. What begins as a simple small-business stop turns into a quiet connection neither woman can ignore. This story contains violence, drug abuse, physical abuse, and strong language. Please read with caution. This is an older story of mine, now rewritten and retold primarily from Solana's point of view, with expanded detail and improved storytelling.
Shattered Oath by simplyvicky
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Read and see😉
Where Her Hands Rest by summerbyplay
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Riley Vega has spent her life under the blinding lights of politics - the daughter of New York's powerful governor, raised to smile for the cameras, say the right words, and never let anyone too close. Behind the polished façade lies a woman who craves silence, snow, and the feeling of control that only a mountain slope can give her. Senator Kamala Harris has lived a lifetime in the public eye - former District Attorney, Attorney General, and now one of the most influential women in Washington. Her days are carefully scripted, her nights lonely, her heart buried under the weight of duty and restraint. When a snowstorm strands Kamala in upstate New York, the last person she expects to meet is Riley - fierce, magnetic, and half her age. What begins as a fleeting encounter on the mountain becomes something impossible to define: electric, healing, and terrifying. As their worlds collide, Riley finds the one person who sees through her walls, and Kamala faces the one thing she's always feared - wanting something she can't justify. But in a world that watches their every move, love is both a sanctuary and a risk neither of them can afford.
SECRETS IN THE SPOTLIGHT ❦❧ KAMALA HARRIS by cissaslittleangel
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A Kamala Harris Lesbian FanFiction.
Possession? Or love? by iheartkamala
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⸻ Description: Kayla James has always known where she stands-loyal girlfriend, dedicated assistant, proud Republican. But everything changes when she's offered a prestigious job working under Attorney General Kamala Harris. Kamala is powerful, magnetic, and impossible to ignore. At first, Kayla admires her. Then, she begins to crave her approval. Soon, admiration turns into something deeper-something wrong. But what Kayla doesn't know is that Kamala's fascination with her isn't new. It isn't innocent. Kamala has been watching her for months, tracking her every move, knowing her better than she knows herself. Cameras hidden in her bedroom, men on payroll reporting her whereabouts, every secret and intimate moment cataloged by the woman she's starting to trust. As Kayla's feelings grow, Kamala tightens her grip. What happens when desire turns to possession? When love turns to control? Kayla thinks she's falling in love. Kamala knows Kayla is already hers. ⸻
After Hours  by AMajor13
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One night. No names. By morning, it should've been over. It wasn't.