"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

❝Read me your favorite pieces of poetry while I please you❞ I feel his hardness grow underneath me and watch as his chest begins to rise and fall. His lips part open with heavy breaths. I begin to unbutton his shirt slowly, kissing down his neck almost in the worse and possible - teasing way. The cross necklace lying there, his holiness slipping away inch by inch as I leave my sins along his untainted skin. "P-Please" The deep vibration I feel against my lips as they stay on his pulse. I smile and lift my head, with one slow grind of my hips. Alessio let's a hot moan fall from lips. His erection grows harder, as well as the pulse of my clit. My pussy directly above him. "Read to me Alessio" - Honey Rose is a eighteen year old nymphomaniac sin, her desire for sexual pleasure and the way words slipped off her tongue easily without regret, get her sent to Hartford Academy. Where studies and religion are the only things allowed to be spoken in the halls. In which a nymph corrupts the innocence of her Dean's Son. Cover by : RoseEmiliaSnape Highest Rankings - #1 in badgirlgoodboy. #1 in nymph. #1 in unholy. #1 in tension. #1 in naughty. #1 in boarding-school. #2 in forbidden. #2 in tutor. #5 in seduction. #6 in unholy. #7 in lust. #10 in innocent. #11 in temptation.

Evie Lin & Mason Martinez Summer Romance <3 ... "You never told me your name..?" I muse and she sighs. "Why would I do that? You could be a murderer..." "And who's to say I'm the murderer? You're the one destroying this car.." She raises her eyebrows, taking one last swing at the windshield with her golf club. "There's a difference between a murderer and a petty ex girlfriend..." This time my eyebrows raise in question. "I think you'd be surprised to find out how incorrect that is." ... Tw - Abuse - Eating Disorder #11 - movies #33 - lovers #1 - epiphany #2 - director #16 - mason

Academic Rivals to Lovers in a Boarding School ..... "You wanna know the really dumb meaning behind my name?" He muses and I walk ahead of him. "Nope." "Basically, it means the transporter of goods by cart or wagon, it's from an old french word I believe. You wanna know yours?" "You looked up mine?" I question, hiding the small smile on my face, because I'm mad at him or whatever. For... I don't know why but I'm mad at him because I am. Carter catches up to me, grinning to himself. "Emilia means rivals, it's derived from the root of some latin word. Isn't that strange?" That's just a coincidence, he's probably lying anyway. "Yeah, real peculiar." I reply. ..... #2 - onebedtrope 16/06/22 #1 - mila 16/06/22

Attraction, desire, and sinfully beautiful, Mika Santana is a devil with the face of an angel. Despite her tragic past, she's never given up her ruthless pursuits for success and vengeance which leaves little to no room for matters of the heart. But when she collides with the Morterero's boss, she starts to feel something in her chest. A rupture. A melt. A lightness that can change her world in ways, she never knew. Asiel Morterero is a timid artist trapped by the nightmare of his older brother's death. The unexpected death forces Asiel into a world of guns, drugs, and violence with the legacy of his family weighing on his shoulders. But despite being thrown into a deadly world, he's never stopped seeing the beauty in the world... including the heart beneath the icy, flirtatious exterior of a woman he shouldn't want. An escort. His savior and downfall all wrapped in one. Their love is never supposed to happen- but when it does, it unleashes secrets that could destroy them both... and everything they hold dear.

I moan every time he hits the back of my insides, in both pleasure and a little pain. He does so too, letting out heavy groans and whimpers with every thrust he makes. I place my fingers on my clit again, closing my eyes and focusing on my orgasm. I rub my clit slowly at first, increasing my pace as I feel my release get closer. "Oh god, I'm gonna cum." I announce. His moans begin to grow a little louder, indicating that he's probably close too. And once again, right as I'm about to reach my orgasm, he stops his thrusting. I whimper from the loss of stimulation inside me. I open my eyes to find him smirking at me again. "Fuck, Evan. Enough teasing." I glare at him. He chuckles. All of a sudden, he rips his hands out from the shirt I previously tied around his wrists to keep him from having too much control. I feel the blood drain from my face. "If you're gonna tie me up," He reaches his hands forward, one of them grabs both of my wrists and holds them behind my back, and the other wraps into my hair, "Maybe use something a little stronger." ✦✧✦✧ ✦✧✦✧ ✦✧✦✧ Saniya Inara is Laurence Caddel's top assassin. Evander Hart is Kane Ashford's top assassin. Caddel enterprises and The Ashford Co. are the two biggest businesses in the black market. However the men in charge of each company hate each other due to past occurrences. Saniya follows in Laurence's footsteps, hating everyone in the Ashford Co. Evander follows in Kane's footsteps, hating everyone in Caddel enterprises. When the most important belongings to each company get stolen, Saniya and Evander are forced to work together to sort out this mess. What will happen when two sworn enemies are put together on a mission to find the person who is the biggest culprit of all?

(𝘉𝘖𝘖𝘒 𝘖𝘕𝘌 𝘐𝘕 𝘛𝘏𝘌 𝙁𝙍𝘼𝘾𝙏𝙐𝙍𝙀𝘿 𝘛𝘙𝘐𝘓𝘖𝘎𝘠) [IN NEED OF HEAVY EDITING] εꨄ︎з 𝐌𝐀𝐄𝐕𝐄 𝐍𝐘𝐒𝐓𝐑𝐎𝐌 has always been the girl who sees the good before the bad; She trusts too easily, forgives too quickly, and believes people are capable of becoming better than their worst mistakes. It's a dangerous way to live when the ones smiling beside you are often the first to twist the knife. After all, the underworld doesn't reward kind hearts. It devours them. 𝐒𝐈𝐋𝐀𝐒 𝐋𝐔𝐃𝐎𝐕𝐈𝐂𝐎 doesn't believe in good people. Feared across the crime world for his ruthlessness, he's spent years building a reputation no one dares question. Violence has always come easier than trust, and mercy has never earned anyone a throne. Years ago, a chance meeting with a girl whose smile didn't belong in his world should've been forgettable. Instead, she became the one face he couldn't ignore. He was taught everyone had a weakness. He never imagined she'd become his. εꨄ︎з STARTED: DECEMBER 18, 2021 ENDED: AUGUST 6, 2022 Book by; @SabrinaA_writes

~~~~~ "What's a beautiful girl like you doing here?" "I came here to forget about my ex, at least that's what my bestfriend told me" "Hmm, how about you come with me? And I'll make sure you forget about him and focus on me." ~~~~~ Luna, a 21 year old woman, had broken up with her boyfriend of 3 years not long ago. Getting advice from her best friend, she went to a bar to forget about her ex. But what happens when a rich, hot and slightly possessive man approach her? And he is someone higher than her. They seem to bond perfectly well together, but what happens when Luna finds out who he really is. Will they still carry on with this special relationship of theirs and perhaps become lovers? Or will she cut him out of her life, and act professional around him? ~~~~~~ This book will be including 18+ scenes, so please think before reading. I am not responsible if you read and find this uncomfortable and disgusting, if you are younger and still do not know about these things. Then please refrain from reading, as to I am not responsible for what you may see throughout the story. ~~~~~~ my tiktok is @..wattpadimagine if you want to read any of my imagines from there! I would like to thank all my followers for the support and love they have given me and inspired me to write a book about one of my videos. I love you all !! ☺️❤️