The Cabello's and the Jauregui's are two families in a small town who hate each other, one family good, the other bad. The hatred slips down the generations, including the youngest one. But it has been said that there is a fine line between love and hate. Lauren G!P [I do not own anything.. all rights to the author]

Camila went to the United States to do her practice, to have some unforgettable experiences, to make hundreds of pictures, to lay on a beach next to the ocean, to go on crazy adventures, to run into worldwide famous celebrities and brag about it to her best friend. So Camila definitely didn't go to the United States to find love. But she did.

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..."

She loved and loved and loved, and maybe she was loved in return. (love isn't always enough)

Lauren is the girl who thinks her life is as good as over. Camila is the girl who believes her life has truly just begun. What happens when they walk into each other's life? The two discover for themselves what it really means to live, to love, to feel joy and sorrow and to make the most out of life in a monotonous city. This isn't your typical sick!fic. TRIGGER WARNING: depression, anxiety, attempted suicide, alcohol, drugs //cover by me//

Trigger Warning - Talk of Eating Disorders ➸ "But Lauren knew. Camila needed someone to fight for her, and that’s what she intended on doing. If Camila came running at her with her fist raised, Lauren wouldn’t push her away. She would just hug her until Camila stopped punching her." Highest Rank: #33 in Fanfiction

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

Words cannot describe this book, such a read. I wanted Heliophilia to be on Wattpad. Not my book. All rights go to original writer. Enjoy.

When Lauren's family moves a thousand miles away after an incident, she meets a brown eyed brunette with no desire to live. *Cover is not mine.

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.