Does love really exist, or is it only an illusion meant to trap two lovers? After all, J. Daniel Atlas doesn't do the "relationship thing." Prequel to "Love is Like a Playing Card" Only rated "mature " for language (throughout story) and smut (chapter XX).

When my mother was alive, magic was the only string that kept her and I together. The silly card tricks, even pulling a rabbit out of the hat. It all connected me to her, pulling me into a seemingly better reality than where I was. But in the blink of an eye, she was gone. That string snapped. Magic was only real if you believed, and at that point, it was just a game to me. All it did was provide false hope. I forced myself to keep performing for her, deceive others into thinking that what they saw was real. Seeing magic fill others with joy made me question; why. Why would seeing something impossible make someone so happy? Because seeing is believing. And the closer you look, the less you'll see.

❝ already reading my mind, aren't you, morgan? ❞ © -𝐜𝐱𝐥𝐱𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐚𝐥 𝐀𝐋𝐋 𝐑𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓𝐒 𝐑𝐄𝐒𝐄𝐑𝐕𝐄𝐃 𝐃𝐄𝐑𝐄𝐊 𝐌𝐎𝐑𝐆𝐀𝐍 𝐂𝐑𝐈𝐌𝐈𝐍𝐀𝐋 𝐌𝐈𝐍𝐃𝐒

After meeting Colby Brock, Vanessa is invited to an abandoned insane asylum to film the next Sam and Colby series. But things quickly go awry-and their safety isn't very important to the forces at play. HIGHEST RANKINGS: #1 on: youtube, colby brock, sam golbach, mikes dead, corey scherer, jake webber, katrina stuart, aryia, reggie webber, xplr, Sam Golbach FanFic, Never Normal, Take Chances, Now or Never, traphouse, brennen taylor, cassie martin *book one of three: second is 'The House', third is 'The Penitentiary'*

"Did anything good come from your time in King's Landing?" Sansa shrugged, "I did fall in love, but that's a different story." [Sansa Stark x fem OC] [Season 1-7] [Completed]

༉‧₊˚. 𝓪𝓻𝓼𝓸𝓷𝓲𝓼𝓽𝓼 𝓵𝓾𝓵𝓵𝓪𝓫𝔂 ❛❛ 𝙮𝙤𝙪'𝙧𝙚 𝙖 𝙘𝙧𝙞𝙢𝙞𝙣𝙖𝙡, 𝙖𝙘𝙩 𝙡𝙞𝙠𝙚 𝙤𝙣𝙚 ❜❜ 𝙞𝙣 𝙬𝙝𝙞𝙘𝙝... a grisha destined to be a crow, breaks from her cage and spreads her wings. ──── ༉‧₊˚. ❪ 𝙨𝙩𝙖𝙩𝙪𝙨: 𝙤𝙣𝙜𝙤𝙞𝙣𝙜 ❫ • 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗴𝗿𝗶𝘀𝗵𝗮𝘃𝗲𝗿𝘀𝗲 • ❪ 𝙠𝙖𝙯 𝙗𝙧𝙚𝙠𝙠𝙚𝙧 𝙭 𝗳𝗲𝗺!𝗼𝗰 ❫ ❪ 𝙚𝙭𝙩𝙚𝙣𝙙𝙚𝙙 𝙨𝙪𝙢𝙢𝙖𝙧𝙮 𝙞𝙣𝙨𝙞𝙙𝙚 ❫ ©𝗖𝗘𝗟𝗘𝗦𝗧𝗜𝗘𝗟𝗦

"I saw a girl with eyes like fire. I had to look away. She was swearing like a sailor. And demanding her own way. " [Alec Lightwood]