"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

𝓲𝓷𝓷𝓸𝓬𝓮𝓷𝓽, 𝓷𝓪𝓲𝓿𝓮, 𝓴𝓲𝓷𝓭𝓱𝓮𝓪𝓻𝓽𝓮𝓭. 𝐼𝓈𝒶𝒹ℴ𝓇𝒶 ℒℴ𝓉𝓉𝒾ℯ 𝒶 17 𝓎ℯ𝒶𝓇 ℴ𝓁𝒹 𝓰𝒾𝓇𝓁, 𝓁𝒾𝓋𝒾𝓃𝓰 𝓌𝒾𝓉𝒽 𝒽ℯ𝓇 𝓈𝒾𝓃𝓰𝓁ℯ 𝓂ℴ𝓉𝒽ℯ𝓇 𝒾𝓃 𝓉𝒽ℯ 𝓂𝒾𝒹𝒹𝓁ℯ ℴ𝒻 𝓃ℴ𝓌𝒽ℯ𝓇ℯ 𝓉𝒾𝓁𝓁 𝒽ℯ𝓇 𝓂ℴ𝓉𝒽ℯ𝓇 𝓇ℯ𝓂𝒶𝓇𝓇𝒾ℯ𝓈 𝒶 𝓌ℯ𝒶𝓁𝓉𝒽𝓎 𝓂𝒶𝓃 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝓂ℴ𝓋ℯ ℴ𝓋ℯ𝓇 𝒶𝓉 𝒽𝒾𝓈 𝓂𝒶𝓃𝓈𝒾ℴ𝓃. 𝐼𝓈 𝒽ℯ 𝓰ℴ𝒾𝓃𝓰 𝓉ℴ 𝒻𝓊𝓁𝓁𝒻𝒾𝓁𝓁 𝒽ℯ𝓇 𝒹𝒶𝒹𝒹𝓎 𝒾𝓈𝓈𝓊ℯ𝓈?? ❦︎- ℐ 𝒷𝓁𝓊𝓈𝒽ℯ𝒹 𝓌𝒽ℯ𝓃 𝒾 𝒻ℯ𝓁𝓉 𝒽𝒾𝓈 𝓈𝒽𝒶𝓇𝓅 𝒷𝓁𝓊ℯ ℯ𝓎ℯ𝓈 𝓰𝓁𝒶𝓃𝒸𝒾𝓃𝓰 𝒶𝓉 𝓂𝓎 𝓉𝒽𝒾𝓰𝒽𝓈 𝓌𝒽𝒾𝓁ℯ 𝒾 𝒸𝓁ℯ𝓃𝒸𝒽ℯ𝒹 𝓉𝒽ℯ𝓂 𝓉ℴ𝓰ℯ𝓉𝒽ℯ𝓇 𝓊𝓃𝒹ℯ𝓇 𝓉𝒽ℯ 𝓉𝒶𝒷𝓁ℯ 𝒻ℯℯ𝓁𝒾𝓃𝓰 𝒶 𝓅𝓊𝓁𝓈ℯ 𝒷ℯ𝓉𝓌ℯℯ𝓃 𝓂𝓎 𝓉𝒽𝒾𝓰𝒽𝓈 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝒶 𝓇ℴ𝓅ℯ 𝓌𝓇𝒶𝓅𝓅ℯ𝒹 𝒶𝓇ℴ𝓊𝓃𝒹 𝓂𝓎 𝓉𝒽𝓇ℴ𝒶𝓉. Is she going to pursue her hot stepfather?

I looked at her possessively before grabbing her by the nape of her neck and pulling her closer to me, our lips a breath away. "You are mine. Only mine. Understand?" I gritted out and she nodded slowly. "Good. Because I'll fucking kill any man who lays his hand on you. On what's mine." I said and crashed my lips onto hers. I kissed her roughly and possessively, I made her know who she belonged to. And if anyone said otherwise, they'd have to deal with a bullet in their head. * * * Nicholas 'Ace' King - Don of the Italian Mafia and the most feared person around. Dove Winchester - A bright college student, with a fire inside her only a few know about. When Dove bumps into the Mafia king at her favourite café, how will he react? She seems to bump into him in various places that her friends say it's fate... but is it? Will Dove grow closer to Nicholas and put his past behind them or will she question all her morals to be with him? Will Nicholas learn to love or will he be dragged down with his bloody past? Keep Reading to find out! #1 in Passion #1 in College #1 in Café #1 in Blue Eyes #1 in Rich #1 in Beautiful #1 in Bad Past #1 in Girl #1 in Guy #1 in Jealousy #1 in Hot Guys #2 in Italian #2 in Bad ass #3 in Dark Romance #4 in Singer #4 in Mafia #5 in Billionaire #6 in Possessive #11 in Friends & Family #11 in College Stories #12 in Love

He hates everyone. I just happen to be the exception... and the problem. He's the cold, untouchable boy everyone fears - and I'm the only one he ever talks to. No one knows why. They whisper about it in the hallways, staring when he walks by and doesn't bother looking at anyone-except me. He hates everyone. Teachers, classmates, the cafeteria lady-everyone. Except me. Some say I'm brave for not being scared of him. Others think I'm crazy. Honestly? They're both probably right. Maybe he talks to me because I once told him his death stare needed work. Or maybe it's because I'm the only one who argues back when he's being impossible. Now everyone's asking the same question: Why does the monster only listen to the girl who teases him? And if I'm being honest... I'm not sure if I've tamed him- or if I've just become his favorite person to ruin the world for. Tropes: grumpy x sunshine · sarcastic banter · protective love · misunderstood bad boy © COPYRIGHT NOTICE © 2025 Aria Rae. All rights reserved. No part of this work may be copied, shared, or translated without the author's written permission. This story is a work of fiction. Any resemblance to real people, events, or situations is purely coincidental.

Originally "My girl." NOT EDITED⚠️ "You love hugs Don't you?" "Only yours." - "You know, if you wanted a kiss you could've just asked, princess." he said seductively in my ear, his hand rubbing up and down my waist. - He slowly lifts his gaze to look at me. "You're scared, aren't you." - "Ava, my dick is rock hard and we're going to the fucking pool, it's taking my all to not take you right here in this fucking elevator." He grumbled causing my eyes to trail down to see it. - She was like a ray of sunshine. He was the devil. Join Ava and Kai on a journey of love, redemption, and the power of finding light in the darkest of places. You know what they say... opposites attract;) _______ Read to find out ;) ⚠️P.s... the ending to this book is SAD, read at your own discretion...Enjoy! ⚠️ ©️2023

When 19-year-old Nathalia witnesses a murder she becomes the key witness in a huge case against several high-ranking mob members, which means she must go into the witness protection program. To protect her she gets assigned a bodyguard, the mysterious but handsome Darius. He's cold and distant, but she can't help but feel like there's more to him than meets the eye. The question is: will he allow her to get close enough to find out what it is? Previously known as 'My Bodyguard And I' and in editing. Reached #2 in New Adult Reached #3 in Teen Fiction Reached #4 in Romance

Just a few oneshots about your favourite boy wonder. I don't do smuts and I don't do angst, just fluff pieces and stories. There may be a little angst inside the oneshots, but they'll all end happily, I promise. Disclaimer: I don't own any of these characters or fictional places. They are all owned by DC comics. And you own Y/n (obviously). If there is an OC then I'll say so. Also, the first few one shots are ones that I wrote before I got this account, so the quality of writing varies depending on how long ago I wrote them. I apologise in advance for anything that makes you cringe.

They never told you that the monster under your bed could have a set of beautiful forest green eyes and an angelic smile. -a story in which a girl is taken by a notorious gang member that lives beneath the world's feet. THIS IS A TRILOGY BOOK (1/3) *COMPLETED* HIGHEST RANKINGS #1 in harrystyles #1 in fanfiction #1 in one direction NOT ALLOWING TRANSLATIONS FOR THIS OR THE REST OF THE TRILOGY! MATURE READ! ALL RIGHTS RESERVED @happydays1d/// CONTAINS VULGAR LANGUAGE, VIOLENCE AND SEXUAL CONTENT. READ AT OWN RISK///

"I have been watching you for a while now, my love" he whispered darkly in my ear. "Why are you doing this to me" I squeaked, earning a low chuckle from him. "Because" he said, moving his hands from the wall above my head and down my body, resting very low on my waist. "I can". ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Highest Rank: 1st in Fanfiction WARNING: Contains sexual content and mature language, read at own risk!! Copyright All Rights Reserved © fxckingpayno

My thoughts you can't decode.. Sequel : Escape Route.