"You're atheist," I remind him. "You don't believe in god." "I believe in you," He murmurs, letting the cigarette hang from his lips. "I believe in whatever you believe." He says, letting the confession roll off his tongue as if it were that simple. As if god, the devil, heaven, hell-as if none of it really had meaning to him. "That's not how it works," I mutter as we walk down a few more alleyways-the city of Manhattan coated in a light blanket of snow. Henry Vitiello had never had anything to pray for, that is, until he met me-the only thing that had ever opened his mind up to the possibility of religion "Isn't it?" He argues, taking the cigarette by his middle and pointer finger before blowing the smoke out. "I'II dip my hands in holy water if it means I could touch you." "You'd probably burn." 𓆩♡𓆪 𝐇𝐄𝐍𝐑𝐘 𝐕𝐈𝐓𝐈𝐄𝐋𝐋𝐎, the reaper. He's a prick. An asshole. A pretentious son of a bitch. He's not perfect. He's not even decent. But he's hers. She could be a bottle labeled poison but he was an alcoholic, and he had drunk her empty. Now he was hungover. 𝐉𝐀𝐍𝐄 𝐈𝐕𝐄𝐑𝐒, the healer. She's known to be the perfect good girl, with perfect grades and a perfect life with a perfect family. They didn't know that behind the gated doors of their billion dollar estate, she was strapped down to a chair every night and picked apart just to be put back together in time for supper. 𓆩♡𓆪 star-crossed; adjective (of a person or a plan) thwarted by bad luck. 'star-crossed lovers' and that, they were. So they fucked under those very stars that tried so desperately to break them apart. 𓆩♡𓆪 ‼️DISCLAIMER ‼️ BOOK REFERENCES TO MARA DYER, SHATTER ME, MIND FUCK, ETC ARE ALL INTENTIONAL SO DONT BE RUDE. AS FOR TRIGGER WARN

BEING REWRITTEN 𝐀 𝐑𝐎𝐘𝐀𝐋 𝐅𝐎𝐑𝐁𝐈𝐃𝐃𝐄𝐍 𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐀𝐍𝐂𝐄 𝐒𝐓𝐎𝐑𝐘 .・゜゜・ 𝐄𝐋𝐄𝐍𝐀 𝐃'𝐀𝐌𝐎𝐑𝐄 - She's the rebellious princess of Italy. Finding herself in an arranged marriage, she does everything to fight for her freedom. However, a certain bodyguard she defies on a daily basis may be the key to fixing all of her problems. 𝐀𝐋𝐄𝐗𝐀𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐑 𝐖𝐄𝐒𝐓 - He's the opposite of Elena in every way - or is he? With an extremely dark past, Alexander pushes his trauma away with his stern and "emotionless" personality. Forced into being a bodyguard for the princess, he despises her and everything she stands for at first. But as he gets to know her, he learns that she isn't as bad for a royal after all. .・゜゜・ 𝐑𝐀𝐍𝐊𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒: #1 in #𝐫𝐢𝐯𝐚𝐥𝐫𝐲 #1 in #𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐛𝐢𝐝𝐝𝐞𝐧𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 #1 in #𝐩𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐱𝐛𝐨𝐝𝐲𝐠𝐮𝐚𝐫𝐝 #1 in #𝐞𝐯𝐢𝐥𝐩𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐞 #1 in #𝐡𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐢𝐜𝐚𝐥𝐟𝐢𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 #1 in #𝐞𝐯𝐢𝐥𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 #1 in #𝐫𝐨𝐲𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐲 #1 in #𝐠𝐫𝐮𝐦𝐩𝐲𝐱𝐬𝐮𝐧𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐞 #1 in #𝐨𝐩𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐢𝐭𝐞𝐬 #1 in #𝐟𝐢𝐫𝐬𝐭𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐨𝐧 #1 in #𝐢𝐭𝐚𝐥𝐢𝐚𝐧𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞 #2 in #𝐨𝐩𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐢𝐭𝐞𝐬𝐚𝐭𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭 #5 in #𝐝𝐮𝐚𝐥𝐩𝐨𝐯 #6 in #𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐞𝐧

Sloan, the introverted girl, falls into a whirlwind of a relationship with one of the most wanted drug dealers in Philadelphia, leaving herself with no other option than to confront the chaos that exists within his lifestyle. Casen didn't want a girlfriend, because that meant she would get obliviously wrapped up in his mess. Though that was until Sloan dropped into his lap, and they both willingly went down the endless dark hole together, hand in hand without looking back.

{TAKEN DOWN FOR PUBLISHING} Join the discord to know more/read the last chapter for the announcement. Discord link on my bio. "No Rest For The Wicked." Zahra Faizan is on the hunt to tame the monsters that prowl the earth day and night. But this was bigger than she anticipated, and she might just need the best heist crew she knows, and the man she loves, to make her mission possible. A phone call, A vision, Hope, and One final heist.

{FIRST BOOK IN 'THE GIRL IN THE HOODIE' SERIES} {2014-2018} A girl moved to California two years ago. No one knows what she looks like. All they know is that she wears a hoodie. *~*~*~* "HOLY SHIT, NOAH! WHY THE FUCK WOULD YOU LET THE TROLLEY GO?! COME BACK! OH MY FUCKING LIFE, FIZZY DRINKS UP AHEAD--" BANG FIZZ POP "...am I dead?" I'm suddenly grabbed by the back of my hoodie and pulled up from the ground and out of the mess of the opened bottles of fizzy which had exploded when the trolley and I crashed into them. My hands instantly go to my hood and I sigh in relief to find that it hadn't fallen off through all of that. I turn my head and look the the employee who's holding me, his face completely red and the vein in his neck throbbing. "Wassup, dude?" I smile sheepishly. *~* {HIGHEST RANKINGS: #1 in Funny #1 in Sad And #1 in Cancer apparently }

{TAKEN DOWN FOR PUBLISHING} Join the discord to know more/read the last chapter for the announcement. Discord link on my bio. +18 MATURE CONTENT "Even The Wicked Needs Love." ELIO MARINO, also known as IL MALVAGIO 'The Wicked' is a man whose presence alone is enough to evoke a silence more sinister than the one from a graveyard. Nothing could shake him, or so he believed. ZAHRA FAIZAN was trouble. Growing up with men who treated bullets like sugar cubes, she has risen from the streets and created the most notorious gang of thieves in the whole of Italy, but after a job gone wrong, she finds herself and her crew held captive by The Wicked, and she would do just about anything to take advantage of it. Even if it was as foolish as performing the biggest heist her gang has ever gotten to dream of. Little did she know she was about to be thrust right into a wicked world, wicked than the one she had once known. Could she tame the wicked and bring him to his ruin? Or tame him and keep him to herself? After all, even the wicked needs love.

Two teens struggle to survive their way through the last year of sixth form. Neither have ever communicated with one another, not once throughout their six years of school together. But this year is different. This year, two polar opposites become something that no one ever would've expected. • A quiet girl who purposefully keeps to herself, a troublesome boy who catches attention wherever he steps foot. It's obvious that the two were never supposed to be friends, but the world has a funny way of surprising us all. Started: 08/11/2022 Finished: 13/02/2023

my light, my misery, my tainted blue. ↳ I didn't mean to break your heart. • • • • • • where a girl in fear of being alone meets a boy who's fear is companionship. 2# - grieving 1# - summertoremember

{𝘉𝘖𝘖𝘒 𝘖𝘕𝘌 𝘖𝘍 𝘛𝘏𝘌 𝘓𝘖𝘝𝘌𝘓𝘌𝘚𝘚 𝘛𝘙𝘐𝘓𝘖𝘎𝘠} Ria Romano knew hurt like the back of her hand. She was dealt her fair share of bad cards, more than anyone so young should have to face. A cynical girl riddled with the remnants of her past, a shattered sort of soul. She concealed like it was second nature; her instinct being to suppress. She'd offer you a cigarette with a shrug while you were crying because she never was too great with affection. She didn't smile so often but when she did and it was directed at you, you'd never feel such satisfaction. I was told Aria preferred to be alone, isolated; clouding her mind with inhales of her cigarette and drowning it in alcohol. Until she was dealt her good card, out of the pack of bad. They had a love beautiful enough to last a lifetime, the type directors desire to capture and authors aspire to write. Two souls, shattered by the cruelty of the world time and time again with flames that rekindled each others. They were each other's oxygen. They breathed life back into each other, those two insomniacs. <3

{𝘉𝘖𝘖𝘒 𝘛𝘞𝘖 𝘖𝘍 𝘛𝘏𝘌 𝘓𝘖𝘝𝘌𝘓𝘌𝘚𝘚 𝘛𝘙𝘐𝘓𝘖𝘎𝘠} The perfect picture of elegance. It's all Violet Amory's known - the foundation of the image she must preserve. For her, for them. Raised in a distinguished family and moulded to bear modest smiles and tender caresses, the grace she's renowned for is what she's come to accept. Stifling this innate need that nobody in her worlds seems to hold: for more. For thrill and the world beyond. Contained within the weight of reputation and hiding the hurt that lingers, the bruises she masks. Until him. The picture of wildness and impulse, with a devious grin she can't seem to stop herself from falling towards. And a heart all too enticing, Everest and Violet battling the world around them that ordains them to be apart. Misfits, in their own separate worlds. all my love <3