Billie Eilish X Reader

Zara Queen lives her life in bold colors. She dances for a living—literally—as one of the top performers at Club Mirage. Fierce, flirty, and unapologetically herself, she’s used to being wanted… but never truly seen. When her apartment floods, she ends up crashing with Liam Carter, a grumpy, emotionally closed-off single dad who thinks Zara is the human equivalent of chaos. He wants silence. She lives out loud. "You don’t belong in my world, Zara." “Then why do you keep looking at me like I’m the only thing keeping you alive?" Their roommate agreement had one rule: no touching. But rules were made to be broken, especially when sparks start flying and hearts start healing. "You strip for strangers, but the way you look at me... it’s like I’m the only one who’s ever seen you." As the lines blur between comfort and desire, Liam and Zara must ask themselves: can love grow in the space between damage and desire?

“One night, one ring, and one mistake I can’t take back… Because the man I married in Vegas is now my mother’s fiancé.” Lena Carter thought a wild night in Las Vegas would help her forget her cheating ex. She didn’t expect to wake up in a penthouse suite with a six-carat ring on her finger—and a marriage certificate linking her to a mysterious, sinfully gorgeous stranger named Roman Wolfe. She left before sunrise, hoping to erase the night from her memory. Until two months later… when her mother introduces him as her new fiancé. Roman doesn’t flinch. He doesn’t forget. And when Lena finds out she’s pregnant, hiding the truth gets harder every day—especially when Roman refuses to keep his distance. “You’re already mine, Lena,” he whispers against her skin. “That ring may be gone, but I still own every part of you. Including the baby you’re carrying.” Now, trapped in a web of secrets, lies, and forbidden desire, Lena must choose: Protect the people she loves... or surrender to the man who already owns her body and heart.

"แล้วเราจะอยู่กันแบบนี้เหรอ คือมึงตั้งใจจะเอากูไปเรื่อย ๆ แบบที่เป็นเพื่อนกันยังงี้เหรอ" "แล้วจะให้กูทำไง พี่มึงมันไม่ได้เพิ่งพูดหรอกนะ แต่มันพูดมาตลอดว่าไม่ให้ใครในกลุ่มยุ่งกับมึง!"

I was only eleven when my life changed. My parents were gone, and my innocence was taken away. I grew up in a world where danger wore a suit and love felt like power. I learned to guard myself. But nothing prepared me for him, Lorenzo Vitalio. He is my guardian’s stepbrother. He watched me grow up. He is the man I shouldn’t want. Yet he is the only one I do. He’s 32, and I’m 20. The age difference is wrong. The feelings? Right—so painfully right that it hurts. I’ve loved him for as long as I’ve known what love is. But to him, I was just the girl he had to protect, not the woman he could claim. So I did what any heartbroken girl would do—I pushed him away. I made him notice me. I broke rules, crossed boundaries, and opened up the cracks in both of us. Just when I thought I’d finally lost him, he came back. Now the question is, can love survive the burden of secrets, danger, and years of denial? Or am I doomed to suffer for a man who knows how to protect but not how to love? This is the story of Evelyn Rose and Lorenzo Vitalio. A love too forbidden to begin. Too deep to end. And far too reckless to ignore.

“He never claimed me. Not once.” - Elara Sloane - “Then let me show you what it feels like to be wanted.” - Jaxon Black - Elara Elara Sloane, once the esteemed Luna-wife of the powerful Alpha Cyrus Black, files for divorce after realizing her life is suffocating due to his lack of love and proper claim. This decision shocks their elite society. Seeking freedom, she unexpectedly finds herself living with Jaxon Black, Cyrus's estranged younger brother, who offers her protection from Cyrus’s influence. Their forced proximity ignites a complex bond, but their society forbids claims between two Alphas of the same bloodline. As Cyrus tries to reclaim her, a fierce rivalry between the brothers unfolds, leaving Elara to choose between safety and the desire to be truly claimed.

My breathing rate slowly increased on seeing his outstretched hand, and out of my gritted teeth, I asked, "Did you poison this food?" There was no slight change in his face as he answered me coldly, "I would rather choke you to the bed with my bare hands, Senorita. That way, you'll curse out my name" My eyes dimmed for a moment. Was this devil in an armani suit still talking about murder? "Now, open your mouth!" He commanded and my stomach rumbled in protest. My lips vibrated and I tried to hold the hot tears forming inside of my eyes. I couldn't stay longer with this hunger. As long as I'm not submitting to be his slave then I could come to a compromise. .. .. Her name is Sofia Di Marco; surviving heir of a powerful mob family. After a decade of hiding from the Italian government She finally steps out to start a new life but she bumps that new life into a mystery billionaire man who turns out to be the King of the New York Underground. That was his identity, but to her, he was Mr. Pompous; the raging green-eyed Devil in an Armani suit.....

Atasha Quinn thought she had a perfectly planned life not until a promise from the past hunts her down. Atasha has one goal in life and that is to become a well-known neurosurgeon but when Conrad Sawyer appeared in the picture her dreams came crashing down because Conrad made her realize that her life is full of lies. Atasha refused to accept her written fate but no matter how hard she tries to deny she can't change the fact that she is bound to marry Conrad, a ruthless Mafia who messed up everything. Atasha was forced to live in a world where she was told what to do but when secrets from the past unveils she found the strength to fight and get her sweetest revenge. Will love sprout when one's heart is filled with hate and pain?

Luca Antonio, the two faced man, former underboss of a powerful mafia crime family. In the day, he's the famous billionaire CEO of Ocean View Hotel and at night, a secret weapon of the corrupt government to execute their bidding. What happens when he finds a mysterious lady in his pool with red flaming hair and Icy blue eyes? Calling the cops was the best option but the diamond necklace around her neck was familiar. It belonged to his doting mother who was murdered by an assassin years ago.

They are never going to find the bodies of the men she killed at her mating ceremony. Neither would they find her. Her name is Emmeline Carrington, and she is King Carrington’s daughter and the last female Lycan. ************** Emmeline loses everything on the best day of her life: her family, mate, and pack, all gone in an instant. She’s determined to survive and prepared for anything until she meets him: Darius Fletch. Sold to him for only £15,000, she must serve him with her body. But soon, she discovers that Darius, who owns her, may be the same devil from her past. The instant Darius sees Emmeline on the auction stage, he knows he’d have to outbid everyone else for her. He may know who she is, but she’s now under his command. He plans to leave her breathless and begging for more on his bed, but there’s one flaw in his plan: her feistiness. Will his darkness consume her, or is there more to Emmeline than meets the eye? Rated PG 18+ | Graphic scenes and explicit language | Trigger warning.

Every bonding anniversary, Shawn would bring home a new human girl from the outside—always under the lovely pretense of letting me mentor her on how to serve an Alpha. On our seventh anniversary, he brought back a nightclub girl dressed in a Princess Snow White outfit—cheap satin trembling under the chandelier's light. “She doesn’t have anything appropriate for an occasion like this,” he said casually. “Let her borrow your bonding dress. And the jewelry I gave you last time. As for shoes—what you're wearing now will do.” Then he added, with a trace of irony, “She’s just a young human girl, clueless. Teach her a few things about our world, will you? Especially the part about the bed.” Everyone was waiting for the spectacle—for me to break again, as I always had. And I didn’t disappoint them. I looked at Shawn, my voice steady, and said I wanted a bond-severance. He laughed—short and sharp—and leaned back like he was watching a comedy. “Clara, when are you going to stop with this bond-severance nonsense? I’ve heard it so many times. They’re just human girls, while you are my Luna. How could they ever compare to you?” Then, grinning as if doing me a favor, he added, “Fine. If you really want a bond-severance, I’ll gift you a territory in the south. Consider it a reward for doing your job as my Luna.” The room erupted in laughter. To them, I was ridiculous—greedy, jealous, hysterical. But what they didn’t know was that this was the 365th time I’d asked for a bond-severance. And the first time, I truly meant it. When he found out I wasn’t joking this time, he lost his composure. He searched for me across the world—only after he realized I was no longer where he thought I’d always be.