Billie Eilish Fanfiction Novels & Stories

Ella: I got home and everything seems so empty without Ana here. Being alone here won't be easy. We've always been very close, ever since we were teenagers. We went to school together and made plans to come to Seattle to pursue our college education. Georgia was too small for what we planned to achieve. And then Diego came along and ruined everything. I want to slap that one. I hope I don't run into him anywhere, because I don't know what he would do or say. Because of him, my friend left, and now she has to start life from scratch, and with a baby. Starting over is hard enough, imagine doing this with a child?

She could tell this romantic feeling is doing Julia a lot of good not just to herself but to others as well. Billie must be resting by now as he already stopped sending messages. She misses her once pretend husband but it’s good to remind herself that she’s still young and single and has goals to achieve. She tells herself that in time, there will be no more pretending. She will be his real wife in the future. The news of Billie’s travel to Singapore was made known to his former colleagues by the updates on his social media. They got really excited seeing him upload photos for the first time in months and he was with Zofi in every shot.

Billy rolled her eyes. “As if.” “She asked you to go wait at the tea room. What are you doing listening to someone else’s conversation? I didn’t know that the daughter of such a prestigious family knows how to act so unruly.” “Hold it there. Just because you’re Caspian’s fiancé doesn’t give you the right to scold me. You’re not Caspian or anyone of great importance.” “Fine. There I was thinking you’re lovely.” Well, that was a lie on her part. From the moment Billy stepped into the paint room, she saw Elle in her. Fakery. She smiled so sweetly at her ‘Aunt Viv’ because she wanted something from her.

It was a GPS with the three streets mapped out. She’s trying to help me. I get it. “No, Savannah. I’m sorry, but I can’t accept this. This is why they see me as the favorite, which I don’t want to be. I need to do this on my own. Please,” I insisted. “You are stubborn, Billie,” she laughed, putting the phone back into her pocket. “Good luck, Billie.” I smiled at her and jogged over to where Ellie was. “Hey, you ready, fatty? Or are you scared?”

Sara explained. “Oh, I’m very close to that,” Kelly replied. “Worry not. We have a place for you to receive the Heavenly Tribulatins,” Elise said with a smile, then introduced herself to Jill and Linsey. “I’m Elise Elon, by the way.” “Oh, are you another sister to Blake?” Jill asked, hearing Elon’s last name. “No, I’m his adopted Daughter,” Elise said and continued. “And his future lover.” Shock was seen on Jill and Linsey’s face upon hearing Elise.

Her wide smile falls a little as she adjusts her glasses that keeps sliding off her tiny nose, “Why?” He searches for something to say and comes up with nothing. Some part of him doesn’t want to tell her about his anonymous date, if that can be called a date. “An old friend of mine came visiting and he offered to buy me lunch.” He offers, silently praying she won’t see through his lies. It works like magic because the crestfallen expression on her face is instantly replaced with a mischievous smirk, “Oooo, Roy has a secret boyfriend, eh?” He shoots her a dry look and rolls his eyes, “And Billie Eilish is a doctor.”

They didn't talk about anything more exclusive since that time in the garden. She should be ecstatic, her dream finally becoming a reality, with the added bonus of clearing her debt to Daddy dearest and finally being free of her past. Instead, dread warred with terror as she mentally rehearsed her spiel. But what if the dream had changed? What if the dream had evolved to include a sexy billionaire, a pristine beach, and a very real marriage? At the sound of the door opening, she stopped, lunged at the laptop, and slammed it shut. She was nowhere near ready for this.

Life seems to be good, but I know it’s all going to come crashing down eventually. I still have a mysterious enemy out there that wants to kill me. He is probably going to come after my son as well. Eli is no longer my biggest priority. It’s sad that there are no descriptions of this enemy. We comb through the books word for word. “Here! I found something.” Silas looks excited and when I read the clause, I can’t help but grin. It explains in detail how a Lycan mate bond works and also explains how I knew it was Eli and what he wanted.

I greeted him, trying to hide the excitement in my voice. Max looked up, a hint of a smile on his face. "Morning, Elliana. Ready for another day of secret chats and stolen glances?" he replied, his eyes twinkling with anticipation. I chuckled, feeling a rush of adrenaline. "Absolutely. It's like we're living in our own little world, isn't it? The thrill of sneaking around, keeping our connection alive even when the world around us is oblivious." Max nodded, his gaze locked with mine. "It's like we're partners in crime, navigating the complexities of our lives while still finding moments to be together. It's exhilarating."

I always feel like I’m betraying her. The lady, I’ll call her Hazel from the way her eyes tease that color when the light hits it a certain way distracts me from my thought with another question. “What exactly was your plan, after drinking yourself to oblivion, that is?” She finished the question with a testing lilt of her voice. A small laugh rumbles from my chest, and hers broadens. She's so beautiful, so alluring. My body is telling me it wouldn’t be such a bad idea to entertain her and what she is obviously offering.