Butterfly
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WpMetadataReadMatureOngoing4h 20m
WpMetadataNoticeLast published Mon, Sep 7, 2026
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Fiction
Horror
Psychological
Dark Comedy
Romance
Fia Stalwart has spent fifteen years surviving an industry that chews girls up and spits them out. Now her albums are flopping, her voice is failing, and a masked horrorcore rapper named Vanta Blackk has decided she's his newest favourite target. After Fia presents him with Song of the Year, their already-ugly feud goes nuclear. One disturbing music teaser, one disastrous TikTok Live, and one leaked phone number later, the whole internet is waiting for Fia to either clap back or completely lose her shit. Preferably both. Then there's Dawson McClelland. Twenty years old. Menacing. Tattooed from scalp to wrist. Broke as hell and working himself into the ground as a chef at one of Hollywood's most renowned restaurants while going home every night to a trailer park full of bad memories and a mom who needs him. He and Fia have absolutely nothing in common. Or do they? As Vanta's threats become increasingly personal and Fia's carefully manufactured Hollywood life begins falling apart, she keeps crossing paths with the one man who seems completely unimpressed by this 'Fia Stalwart bitch.' Dawson. The asshole chef who creeps her out. And somehow, the asshole chef who might understand her better than anyone else ever has. But everybody in Hollywood is hiding something. Some people just have better masks than others.
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