She is kept alive only to serve as his chain. Hello, I'm the author. I genuinely feel that reading this is better if you don't know what you are signing up for. Slow burn, enemies-to-lovers, angst, Jujutsu Kaisen universe, forced proximity, one-bed trope, soulmates, fake relationship- all the good old clichés.

[ WATTYS '18 LONG-LISTED ] ❝ I have slit throats far more beautiful than yours.❞ In which a thousand brides have fallen, and she is the last, so she spins a tale as old as time to live the dawn. | an arabian nights x beauty and the beast crossover | (cover by ES Johnson) trailer (video by @AKfiction): https://youtu.be/2OSjakJrUeo

(COMPLETED STORY) It's Rose Adam's senior year of highschool, and she just moved to a suburban town known as Blakeson Canyons. As every trouble in her life seems to fall into place in this perfect town, she soon comes across a mysterious 17 year old boy, left alone and not talked to for his past, Blaire Weston. Warned to not talk to what's assumed to be a psychotic killer, Rose can't help but to get to know him to understand who he is, thinking that everyone is so quick to jump to conclusions. Little does she know, it would be the worst mistake of her life.

I can't keep the smile off my face as I take my seat on the plane. I slide my bag under the seat and lean back. I close my eyes and let a blissful smile grace my face. He said I wouldn't be able to run. As if. I'm vaguely aware of someone taking the seat next to mine, but I pay no attention to said person. "So where we headed?" I choke on my own spit as my eyes fly open and whirl around to face the owner of the familiar voice. His eyes are hidden behind those damn sunglasses and a rather smug smile graces his face. I continue choking and he does nothing other than flip through a magazine. That smug smile never leaving his face. "You still haven't answered the question." "To hell." I finally manage to choke out. "Awesome," He flips a page in the magazine, "It's about time I returned home. You know, bodies to burn, lost souls to torture, I've missed it. It'll be fun." *** Nicolette Moore. A name law enforcement agencies across the world know. Though no one's ever seen the face of the world's greatest thief and hacker, everyone knows who she is by name. Nicky. She's an absolute genius. Once upon a time she wasn't the best person in the world. When her family was struggling she made some bad choices to help them through it, but when she tried to get out she got pulled in deeper. Ryder Stevenson. He's the son of the director of the FBI, and an FBI Agent himself. He's the one who brings in Nicky to get her protection from the people chasing after her. He's also the one, who gets assigned to protect her. Neither one of them like each other, and they can't go five minutes without getting in a full blown argument. She's constantly ditching him only for him to show up later and prove to her he's not that easy to get rid of. They're stuck with each other whether they like it or not. But he doesn't know who she really is. What will he do when he finds out? An FBI Agent protecting THE Hacker. The one the FBI have been after for years...this just screams chaos.

𝓢𝓸𝓶𝓮𝓽𝓲𝓶𝓮𝓼 𝓽𝓱𝓮𝓻𝓮 𝓲𝓼 𝓱𝓸𝓷𝓸𝓾𝓻 𝓲𝓷 𝓻𝓮𝓿𝓮𝓷𝓰𝓮 Tragedy and grief were things Mia Pierce knew all too well. However, now all she felt was rage. The spiteful immortal returns to Mystic Falls, after almost a century of running away, to seek vengeance on whoever killed her best friend. Leading to long-kept secrets being uncovered, new connections being made and old ones rekindled. (Warning- Mature themes, strong language, violence) Started:13th December 2021 Finished:TBA Copyright 2021 © ©All Rights Reserved Cover by @evanschris-

"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

"Always remember that hatred and love are equally consuming passions, and that in the affairs of the heart there is a fine line between the two." -Karen Keegan You are a Jedi Knight, alongside the frustrating Anakin Skywalker. But when you two finally begin to understand your real feelings for each other, your dark past starts to cloud your mind and torment you into becoming who you were always meant to be. Can you escape the future that was set for you so long ago; Or will you fall victim to the darkness and lose everything you have ever come to love? I promise a happy ending ♥️ I will not be following the movies or shows. Highest Rankings #1 Anakin #1 HaydenChristensen Started: Feb. 22nd 2021 Ended: Edited: I DO NOT OWN STAR WARS OR ANY CHARACTERS UNLESS I CREATED THEM.

"Soothe the devils in my head, love me to my death." In which a psychiatrist gets kidnapped by a serial killer, only to lose her mind.

Hadley Jamison doesn't know what to think when she hears that her classmate, Archer Morales, committed suicide. She didn't exactly know him, but that doesn't stop her from feeling like there was something she could have done to help him. So to Hadley's surprise, on the very night of Archer's funeral, she has a run in with Death himself and is offered the chance to go back in time to stop Archer from ending his life. The catch? She only has twenty-seven days to do it. And if Hadley doesn't succeed? Well, she doesn't want to think about that.

He unclasps the chain from his neck and hands it to me. "What- no. Rio, why are you giving me this?" I ask, trying to hand him it back. He starts walking away from me and to his car, "Rio!" I shout. Rio turns around, "V, don't. Please." he whispers. I shake my head, walking up to him. "No, why are you giving me your necklace? You need it! It's like your 'lucky charm' you said." I sigh, holding out his hand and he snatches his hand back. "I was chasing these guys, from the mafia, around a year ago and now they're looking for me V. I'm doing this so I can protect you, I won't let them touch you." he whispers, taking the necklace and putting it on my neck. A tear slips down my cheek and he says, "In another life my love." this is a short romance story lol<3