Sophie has spent her life in the shadows - a lyrical ghost behind the spotlight of her brother, global music icon Louis. Known only as the reclusive genius who helps him write hits, Sophie prefers solitude, six-stringed confessionals, and ink-stained notebooks to flashing cameras and roaring crowds. She's always said no to fame. No to the red carpets. No to the headlines. Until the Met Gala. With its masquerade theme offering perfect anonymity, Sophie agrees - just once - to step into the spotlight unseen. Draped in an all-black suit stitched with dark florals, her mask a work of whispered artistry, she turns heads without revealing a single truth. But when her eyes meet hers, everything changes. Billie Eilish - enigmatic, untouchable, and effortlessly captivating - is the one person who makes Sophie forget she doesn't belong. A quiet poem scribbled between glasses of champagne becomes the start of a connection neither of them expected. One dance. One poem. One night that turns into something impossible to forget. Now Billie is chasing a stranger with music in her blood and poetry in her soul - but Sophie is used to running. In a world of masks, will love dare to be seen?

Life at home is messy. My dad, once a high-flying lawyer, lost it all-fired, drunk, bitter, thinking the world owes him. My mom's sharp, always on edge, juggling her own shit while keeping us three kids-me, Emmy in college, and Trevor, nine-mostly sane. Trauma lingers like smoke. I thought I had no escape...until I found this anonymous group online. A place where people just dump their secrets, their mess, their shame-no judgment. Just words floating in the void. And I start sharing. Then I met her. Just a username at first. A friend, maybe. Someone who actually gets it. But she wasn't just a friend. Not even close. Turns out...she's a ten-time Grammy winner. Billie. Billie fucking Eilish.

Zoey Astor is a woman with many secrets, being a half vampire is only one of many. When her family asks her to come home after spending years away, attempting to start a new life, she cannot help but do just that. All that begins to change when the city erupts into violence and she is given a protector in the form of Scarlett, a werewolf as deadly as she is alluring. Her dominance is undeniable and something Zoey cannot ignore even if she wanted to. As someone as inexperienced as her, she cannot help but be drawn to the woman's unbridled carnal desires. But being drawn to her and being able to withstand Scarlett's intensity are two separate things that may never cross paths...

"You can fall in love again, Billie. I don't mind. I want you happy." She lifts my chin so our eyes meet. "I don't wanna fall in love again," I whisper, my voice shaking. "Why?" she breathes, eyes searching mine. I stay quiet for a moment. Then finally, softly: "Because you still love me," I say. "And I see it, B. Don't deny it." I take her hands gently. She drops her gaze, and a tear falls straight onto my fingers. "Just admit you still love me," I whisper again. "Billie... this isn't about me. It's about you. I want you to move on and let someone love you." "No," I whisper. She shakes her head quickly. "I don't deserve you." "Why? 'Cause I'm famous?" I ask. She lets out a shaky laugh. "I've dated the famous you." "'Cause I'm weak?" I ask again. She grabs my hand tighter, pulling it onto her lap. "Hey, no... you-" She stops, breathing hard, eyes locked on mine. "I'm just... I'm fucked up, Billie. You have no idea." Her voice cracks. "I'm a bad person. I killed. I robbed. I betrayed you-" "You never betrayed me," I cut her off immediately. She shakes her head like she can't even hear me. "I wouldn't want someone I love to date someone like me. I'm scary." "I'm scary," she repeats, quieter... like she's confessing something poisonous. Like she's warning me. Like she honestly thinks I should run. But I don't move. I don't even blink. "Then why," I whisper, leaning in just slightly, "why do I feel safer with you than with anyone else?" --- *********** a/n: Hey y'all - English isn't my first language, so sorry in advance for any grammar mistakes. This is my first 🏳️‍🌈 novel, and yeah... this is pure fiction, so don't take anything too seriously. Okay okay okay... let's get our asses wet

Juliana Cruz is 5 feet of glitter, guts, and quiet genius. Singer. Songwriter. Lesbian. Chronic overthinker. Fiercely loved only child. And very, very down bad for Billie Eilish. At 21, Jules has spent most of her life writing songs for other people's love stories-until a viral karaoke cover of Till Forever Falls Apart accidentally flips the spotlight onto her. Practically overnight, she's offered a record deal, shoved into the public eye, and faced with the one thing she's never had to do before: believe in herself. She's never hidden who she is. If you know Jules, you know she likes women. You know she loves loud, feels deeply, and flirts like it's an art form. With her two best friends-YouTube icons Larray and Tara Yummy-riding shotgun, and her cousin Mitch producing her debut album Think Later, Jules dives headfirst into the chaos of fame, queer identity, and what it means to finally stop playing it safe. She's funny like Sabrina Carpenter, soft like Gracie Abrams, chaotic like Tate McRae in 4-inch platforms-and the crush she's nursed on Billie Eilish for years? It's no joke. It's the kind of crush that could wreck her. The kind that makes her feel too much. But Billie doesn't even know she exists. Not yet. Because Jules has rules: 1. Think later. 2. Love louder. 3. And if Billie Eilish ever touched her? Kissed her? Wanted her? She wouldn't just fall. She'd let her.

After a sold-out Billie Eilish concert in Berlin, Eliza just wants to get home, order takeout, and crash. But when her car won't start behind the venue, she finds herself face-to-face with the last person she ever expected: Billie Eilish herself. What begins as a chance encounter with jumper cables turns into an all-night text exchange full of banter, confessions, and unexpected sparks. By morning, Eliza has Billie's number in her phone, a coffee date on her calendar, and a feeling she hasn't had in years - the dizzy rush of possibility. Set against rainy Berlin streets, cozy cafés, and the contrast between celebrity chaos and ordinary life, this slow-burn, emotionally rich romance follows two women learning to navigate fame, fear, and the thrill of real connection. #1 billieeilishsmut #1 billie

Billie rises fast inside an unforgiving industry, her life expanding until there is no space left to be private. Fame does not save her. Every feeling is louder, everything more visible, every moment lived under watch. She learns how to perform strength while carrying a darkness she refuses to name, terrified that if she lets it surface, it will consume her. The world keeps asking for more of her, even as she is quietly unraveling. Nat remains behind, rooted in a place that never opens for her. Stripped of choice and opportunity, she clings to her creativity as proof that she still exists. Her life is small, quiet, and heavy. She survives by disappearing inward, haunted by the sense that something essential has already passed her by. Around her neck hangs a key, a symbol of what she has always believed she was waiting for, though she no longer knows what door it belongs to, or if it will ever open. Years later, when their lives intersect again, love does not arrive as salvation. It arrives as tension. As longing. As fear. Their connection becomes both refuge and risk, forcing them to confront the parts of themselves they've learned to hide. Together, there is desire, guilt, shame, and the terrifying realization that loving someone does not mean you know how to stay alive for them. TRIGGER WARNING🔐 heavy sexual themes various mentions of: sh, suicide ideation, truama, depression, etc. Slow burn, friends to lovers, gxg.

Sophia Emberson is an award-winning filmmaker. Billie is a global phenomenon. The two decide to collaborate for a documentary on the singer's life. Capturing Billie's essence on camera ends up being a much intimate experience than any of them expected. A love story erupts between two people who've been surviving alone for far too long. Only then will they understand what it means to live.

Isabella Cruz never thought her life would turn out this way. At 25, she's a single mother of two Andy, 8, and Casey, 6 living in a New York apartment with her sisters and fighting to hold on to stability. Once, she dreamed of acting, even got a few call backs. But that dream died the moment the man she married told her it would "stab him in the heart." Instead, Isabella gave him everything her youth, her loyalty, her future only to discover his betrayal in the worst possible way. The divorce left her broken. Piece by piece, she rebuilt, only to lose it all again when her steady job suddenly collapsed. With no paycheck and no hope, Isabella is ready to give up until one ad changes everything. "Personal Assistant needed" She applies. She interviews. What she doesn't know is that the job could place her side by side with global superstar Billie Eilish...

Blair Ashford doesn't do attachments. The sharp-tongued bartender has spent her life keeping people at a distance-until one wild night ends with her waking up in Billie Eilish's bed. What starts as a drunken mistake quickly spirals into a dangerous push-and-pull of desire, tension, and a whole lot of trouble.