"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

Running from hell isnʼt easy. Especially when someoneʼs dragging you back down into it. Belligerent, brash and always in shades of black, Freya is hardly a lady. Hidden away by her father, sheʼs lived a normal life despite being born into the dark waters of New Yorkʼs underworld. Heʼs cold, cruel and calculating, with a proclivity for destruction. Feared by even Made Men, Torren is the boss of the stateʼs most leachorous crime syndicate. Freya hates his crudity and possessiveness, but she canʼt deny the way her breath hitches at his rough touch, the deep timbre of his voice, and his dark, heated gaze. Torren hates her disobedience, her recklessness, and her chaos. To him, sheʼs only something to be tamed. And after he slips a ring on her hand, snatching away her future, she makes only one vow---to become his biggest torment.

"Where the fuck is she?!?!" I yell at my men. They have to find her, I can't lose her. I see red and I want to kill everything and everyone that stands in my way. I punch as hard as I possibly can into the wall of my office. I feel the bones in my knuckle crackle and the wall shatter. Pulling my hand out of the hole that I've made into the wall. The raging anger inside me grows stronger when I can't find her. I need her to calm me down. To calm down the monster inside me. "She's gone, sir. We can't find her" One of my men tells me. He's shaking with fear. The fear he has of me. Taking my gun out of the holster of my belt. A loud echoing bang is heard as I shoot him between the eyes. His body falls down as crimson red blood begins to pour out of the bullet hole. I still feel the anger rise within me. I will find her, and I will not rest until I have her as mine.

"What are you?" "Lethal." • • • Humans and Creatures. That's what mankind has come to. Some humans were locked up as infants and genetically altered for the purpose of making a stronger specie, and now their offspring have to be tested to see if they are safe to put out into the real world. Having been locked up in secure facility all of his life, Charlie is to be the first Creature to step outside into the real world. New to the world and to humans who aren't trying to poke a needle in him, he's scared as to what it has to offer. But also curious. Assigned to watch the first Creature and introduce him into modern world, Carly has gotten quite the job. He is like a giant 6'7 baby, and she has to teach him everything from eating with cutlery, to learning natural human behavior, to understanding such a difficult thing as love. He was just supposed to be an assignment, but the more time her and Charlie spend together, the more Carly had to admit he was so much more than just a Creature. Charlie is a brilliant, fast learning, curious specie with a big appetite, so what do you think will happen when such a creature is introduced to a thing like sex? One can only imagine...

He began walking over to me. This is it. I'm dead. I saw his shoes come into my view as I was looking down, hair covering my face. "Look at me." He growled out. I started to cry, too afraid to look. He grasped my chin and lifted my face to meet his. I mentally gasped. It's the guy from last night. His eyes held surprise too, before anger erupted in them. I cowered back in fear of what he might do. "Who did this to your face?" He growled. I started to cry again and shake. "Him." I whispered and gave a small nod toward the guy who hit me.

✞︎The Mobb Boss and his Angel✞︎ Living under the same roof with your abusive father is not a good idea. But, what happen when she crosses path with the Italian Mafia leader "Dante De Luca." You are a normal girl at least that's what he thought... What happens when he discovered your true identity? P.S: DON'T COME ON ME IT'S MY FIRST TIME WRITING

Edited version of "I Sold Myself to the Devil for Vinyls... Pitiful I Know"

Third Person's POV " I told you don't come near me. Don't touch me. Don't you understand this little thing?" She asked crying. " I want to go home. " She said wiping her tears and look at him whose eyes were already looking at her. " You are at your home, Adaa. " Zain said softly looking at her beautifully brown orbs. These eyes which never let him sleep in these 20 years. "This is not my home. I want to go to my home. I don't know you, I don't want to stay here with a stranger. " Saying she take steps toward the door but he caught her fragile wrist on his large hand. "You are not going anywhere." Zain said more like dominating at her. "Who are you to stop me? You are nobody to me. You have no right to stop me. Just leave my hand." Her body heated up with anger and asked him furiously. She was burning with anger how can a stranger touch her with her permission. "You have no right to keep me here forcefully. " She yelled at him angrily and her words and all anger went into drain when Zain encircled his arms around her petite figure. "Say one more time I don't have any right on you, I'll prove you wrong in the very next moment. " In his husky rasped voice he whispered into her ears making all her movements stopped. ~~~~~~~~ ZAIN HUSSAIN A handsome young successful business man. He is an arrogant, rude person with awesome business skills. His intimidating aura which makes everyone scared of him and no one dare to mess with him. He is ruthless, heartless to the world to but in front of his family he is completely opposite and this side is just for his loved ones. ADAA QURESHI She is sweet kind beautiful and cute girl. She only know how to spread love and how to makes everyone smile. She loves her family so much that she can do anything for them. A perfect epitome of innocence and beauty. Cover credits goes to @authorzysha. # 7 in BILLIONAIRE out of 37.2k stories 4/30/2022

*****MATURE CONTENT. 18+ ONLY. YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED.***** "Fuck, fuck, fuck," I finally managed to moan out. The hand on my hip reached up to grip my throat. "What a dirty mouth you have," he smirked as he applied light pressure to my throat. It was hard to breathe, making my head feel light yet heavy at the same time. "You just couldn't wait for me, could you?" The sound of Ryker's voice had me clenching around him again. "She was so needy, and she was begging for it. Who am I to say no?" Grey said, looking up at Ryker as he made his way over to us. ____________________________ Holland has always had separation anxiety. First, it was with her mom, but now it is with these two...who are her mates? But what are mates? Holland has no idea about the ride she is to go on with these two alpha mates, and their ability to stop at nothing to protect what is theirs.