A dangerous game, full of pitfalls. A dispute of power, money and desire. On one side of the board, the deputy Lauren Jauregui, and on the other, the wife of a magnate, Karla Camila Cabello. In this game, only one will fall. Who will have the best strategy? Who will better know how to play? Who will checkmate? Place your bets, the game will begin. Cover by @JaureguiMalik25

From the day he was born, Lucas Jauregui had been taught the way to love. As the son of two wildly successful women, and older brother to a high-energy, green eyed terror, the young boy never had much to complain about in terms of daily life. And that was just the way he liked it. However when unexplainable drama blindsides his family, Lucas finds everyone he has ever loved drawn back together as his bonds that were once so tightly bound threaten to break permanently. The young boy begins to shoulder far more than any nine year old should, fighting to find answers and facing the challenges of being an older brother, and an eldest son. Sequel to The Way to Love.

[COMPLETED] At seventeen, Camila Cabello was handling a task no one would expect from her - picking up girls for her friends. Bearing a sweet, angelic face and a flare of innocence in her eyes, luring them in was almost too easy. She was the ultimate wingman. She was Birdgirl. When tragedy struck, she was left with a predicament; to keep a promise to a friend or follow her heart - the one in Lauren Jauregui's possession. But whether she was willing to make the choice or not, fate had already decided for her. ***COVER DONE BY THE SAME LION KING CHARACTER THAT DID THE OTHER 2 OR 3. @MEERKAT93!!! HAHA! THANKS AGAIN, VALERIA! :P love u, babe

This story is not mine. I do not own anything. All credits goes to the brilliant author of this story, Jazmin (@moviegeek120). You can also read this story on 5hfanfiction.tumblr.com. All the fanarts in every chapter are made by Laura_Snow

You've never had a one night stand have you?" Lauren's manipulating a frayed piece of the duvet between two of her slender fingers when I look away from my book. Her eyes dance from mine, to my lips, to the clock on the nightstand behind me, then back to my lips. I smirk, "Am I that obvious?" She dips her head, her lofty brunette curls pouring out across the white pillow case. She tucks one strand that has fallen too far against her cheek, behind her ear timidly. I've still not grown accustomed to the demure version of Lauren I'm seeing now. When only minutes ago, she was ambitious, arousing, and unchaste. I confirm her suspicion. "Well you're right," I say. "I've never had a one-night stand," I grin, flustered, seemingly mirroring Lauren's own expression. "You were my first..."

It's a new fad. 36 questions that one stranger asks another that should make them fall deeply in love in a matter of hours. People are always thinking about love and relationships; the dynamic characteristics of affection and intimacy open up countless windows for new research, and newer propositions. Is falling in love more about the process or the person? And how are two scientifically driven best friends going to last an entire night of endless questions that seem to get more and more personal?

When Camila Cabello moved into an apartment, she thought she came prepared. But of all the things she expected, being thrown into Lauren Jauregui's ploy against her cheating ex-girlfriend was not one of them. It would have been a lot easier if she didn't despise the other woman. COVER BY: @SLOTHTATO aka wise child

Lauren and Camila are two of the most promising soccer talents in the country. The two skilled girls are playing for the U-17 US team to win the world championship in Costa Rica. Their connection on the field is obvious but what happens off field when unexpected feelings come in to play?

3 P.M. - I loved her. She loved me. I fell harder and harder every day, and I knew it was dangerous. She was dangerous. Her kiss began to taste like vodka even when she hadn't been drinking and her nails dug into my skin like razors, but I loved her. 11 P.M. - The flick of a lighter. I saw the flame in her emerald eyes as they both burned. She took a hit and handed it to me. It touched my lips and tasted like her. I felt the chemicals in my lungs. Everything was spinning, but I still loved her. Midnight - The flash of lights. They blinded me. I couldn't find my shirt. My skin was still glistening with the trail from her tongue. Gunshots. One. Two. Three. Glass shattered. Handcuffs. White walls. Caught. I still loved her. I always would. WARNING: This story is Rated R for drugs, sexual content, and language. Reader discretion is advised. DISCLAIMER: All content is original. Please refrain from commenting the names of and comparing other fan fictions throughout the story, as any similarities between stories are purely coincidental or based off of real-life Camren moments.