They call her The Widowmaker.
Billie Eilish runs the most feared empire in America-casinos, clubs, weapons, blood. Her enemies vanish, her rivals kneel, and her smile is the last thing many men ever see. Cold, calculating, and untouchable, Billie doesn't need love. She needs control.
Then she sees Amarah Duval, the star of her flagship club. A woman who commands every room she walks into, whose thick curls and sharp tongue make her unforgettable. Amarah doesn't bend, doesn't beg, and doesn't believe in happy endings. She's been broken before, and she refuses to belong to anyone.
But Billie doesn't take no for an answer.
Drawn into Billie's dangerous orbit, Amarah finds herself trapped between obsession and destruction. Every kiss tastes like violence, every touch burns with power-and every whisper from Billie sounds like a promise she might not survive to keep.
Enemies are circling. Loyalties are breaking. And in a world where blood is currency, Amarah must decide if loving the most feared woman alive will save her...or destroy her.
Because Billie doesn't just want her.
She wants to own her.
And in Billie's empire, possession is a death sentence.
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.