"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

𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐅𝐀𝐁𝐔𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓. | ❝ 𝙄'𝙢 𝙝𝙪𝙣𝙜𝙧𝙮 𝙛𝙤𝙧 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙛𝙧𝙚𝙚𝙙𝙤𝙢 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙝𝙚 𝙥𝙧𝙤𝙢𝙞𝙨𝙚𝙙 𝙢𝙚... ❞ ──────────────────── 𝐈𝐍 𝐖𝐇𝐈𝐂𝐇, a girl who is claimed to be damned by the world is able to change her fate with the help of a single man. Having to live a life full of sin with the one remaining wish to undo what she's done. ──────────────────── [VARIOUS KNY X READER] [DEMON READER]

Among the many secrets surrounding them, there was a single secret filthier than all of them combined. It was a secret Y/N both despised and loved. A secret that had her in utter ecstasy every single night.

Would you like to play a game? The rules are simple... you just have to get someone to fall in love you, devote himself to you, and care for you until the end of his days. Think it's easy? Confident you'll win? Let's see how well you play the game. WARNING! Viewer discretion advised: story contains adult content that is unsuitable for children. NOTE from the writer: I'm an amateur writer so please overlook plot holes, grammar issues, or anything else a story is supposed to have. This is my original story so... as the saying goes "if you have nothing nice to say, don't say anything at all".

Guren transmigrated into a harem novel he read that he thought was trash. Having realized this he was given a mission with the title "Matchmaker". He became an extra in the novel. Failure : Death. In order to survive he tries to get close to the protagonist. But instead of becoming a wingman the protagonist falls in love with him???

Lenora did not have a wonderful life. After her engagement to Prince Ronan is broken, she loses everything... her reputation, her home, and her family. Starving on the streets, she dies angry and bitter at how her life unfolded... Only to wake up in her old bed, fifteen again, five years before she died. Now she must struggle to change her fate, and the fate of those around her. This time she won't trust in something as flimsy or changeable as love. No, this time she'll have the power and the money to protect herself. Lenora has already lost everything once. She's not going to lose again. No matter what the cost. (Cover submitted by @QueenHelmer)

you weren't supposed to meet them. you weren't supposed to make friends with them. you weren't supposed to gain feelings for any of them. you were supposed to visit the shrine-but here they were, sitting in front of it like it was nobody's business. 「 tokyo revengers x female! reader 」

Tessa Young is an 18 year old college student with a simple life, excellent grades, and a sweet boyfriend. She always has things planned out ahead of time, until she meets a rude boy named Hardin, with too many tattoos and piercings who shatters her plans.

𝄞 The Promised Neverland x F!Reader 𝄞 "People change, whether we like it or not." Grace Field Orphanage was a child's paradise. Their caretaker was a saint. All of the orphans were closely knit into one big family. All except one. [Name] had never felt this familial connection, nor did she ever experience the childish joy that her "siblings" did. She always stayed by the sidelines, watching her so-called family as they lived their perfect lives playing house. That had always been her life, until this random boy shoves his way into her life, bringing three gremlins with him. Living her life with these new lights, [Name] had been blinded by the lantern as the rest of them had. Flash forward seven years, and now she is the lantern's tender, leading the children away with its light. Status: Completed Warnings: --⊱ This will eventually follow the story of the anime and manga of The Promised Neverland. --⊱ This story contains spoilers for The Promised Neverland. --⊱ The beginning chapters will be set before episode/chapter 1. --⊱ Viewer Discretion is advised. Topics such as murder, death, cannibalism/the consumption of human flesh, and trauma will be mentioned and described somewhat vividly. Copyright: --⊱ The Promised Neverland and its characters/plot belong to Kaiu Shirai and Posuka Demizu. --⊱ You belong to yourself, although this version of you belongs to me. --⊱ The characters Marin, Arianna, Henry, Isaac, Sidra, and Johanna belong to me.