'Do you remember me when the rain gathers?' Quiet, tall and slightly awkward in the way that made you think twice before looking away. But when he played, God, when he played. It was like the room listened. Music is the language he speaks most fluently, half improvised chords, half unspoken thoughts. Too sharp to be forgettable, too soft to demand attention. He didn't expect to be heard. He was never meant to be seen. And then Eden saw him anyway. (This story is entirely fictional, inspired by the music of Sleep Token. Told from dual perspectives - the 'man behind the mask' of Vessel. And Eden - the FMC. It explores a narrative detached from real-life identities or events. No real identities/names are ever mentioned or discussed. The events that happen are completely fictional. Everything within is purely a product of imagination.)

Making a deal with the God of Sleep wasn't exactly on my bingo card, but neither was getting caught up in a sacrificial ritual. The four men in masks saved me only to bring me to their own church of worship, telling me I can't go home because of the debt I owe. But a pact made long ago with the God and the one they call Vessel has me questioning my trust in them, especially when the standoff-ish Vessel of Sleep, the leader of the group, seems to know something I don't. The only way to learn the truth is to delve deeper into their lives, digging up my own buried past along with it... This is a slow burn romance mystery. Warning ⚠️: talk of suicide, murder, self harm and abuse along with sexual content. I also use swear words occasionally Word count: 85,661 Sequel: Telomeres

He was a lover boy who craved affection like a drug. Each touch, each whisper, each longing gaze a temporary high he could never quite sustain. The need to love, to be touched, to be seen, radiated off him in waves. He begged the world for devotion, only to choke on the echo of those who couldn't give enough. Drowning in the emptiness that applause and adoration could never fill. She was a storm dressed in skin, a girl who made an art of self sabotage. Her past was a tangle of scars and half healed wounds, a map of trauma that made destruction feel like home. Addicted to ruining the very things she craved, poisoning her own desires just to prove she couldn't be saved. The sweeter the taste, the faster she shattered it, because nothing terrified her more than having something worth keeping. Because admiration can't cure fear; and love can't erase the patterns of the past. IV (Ivy Guitarist from Sleep Token ) x Sloane FMC ( Guitar tech )

𝘐𝘴 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵'𝘴 𝘣𝘦𝘦𝘯 𝘬𝘦𝘦𝘱𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘩𝘪𝘮 𝘶𝘱 𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘯𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵? II had been sleep deprived for several days due to noise outside. On a cold autumn night, II had enough. He grabbed a flashlight and went outside to investigate. What he found made him wish he had stayed inside...

Sasha Santiago, a 24 year old woman who is in between introverted and extroverted makes plans to go to a Sleep Token concert with her best friend. She could have never imagined what would come next. 34,837 words :)) #1 in masked man🩷

" 𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐰𝐛𝐞𝐫𝐫𝐲 𝐬𝐦𝐨𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐞𝐬 " 𝐈𝐍 𝐖𝐇𝐈𝐂𝐇 , 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐭𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐛𝐨𝐲 𝐬𝐩𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐝 𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐰𝐛𝐞𝐫𝐫𝐲 𝐬𝐦𝐨𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐞 𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐫𝐭 𝐠𝐢𝐫𝐥 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐧𝐨𝐰, 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐡𝐨𝐰, 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝐟𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐬. 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭? 𝙬𝙞𝙡𝙗𝙪𝙧 𝙭 𝙤𝙘 𝙛𝙖𝙣𝙛𝙞𝙘 𝙣𝙤 𝙨𝙢𝙪𝙩 !! 𝙨𝙩𝙖𝙧𝙩𝙚𝙙 : 1/10/21 𝙘𝙤𝙢𝙥𝙡𝙚𝙩𝙚𝙙 : TBC 𝙢𝙞𝙡𝙚𝙨𝙩𝙤𝙣𝙚𝙨 ! 𝟏𝐤 : 13/01/22 𝟏𝟎𝐤 : 1/02/23 𝟐𝟓𝐤 : 1/08/24

Aurora, a 23 year old artist with synesthesia, has just moved to Brighton, England as an attempt to escape the problems from her home life in the US and chase the dreams she once had in college. She almost immediately discovers that her new apartment shares a wall with a noisy musician next door, a less than ideal situation. Aurora is faced with the question of what's worse, the sounds of his music through the walls all hours of the night, or her thoughts when it's finally silent? Wilbur, a 25 year old online content creator, is faced with two dilemmas. One, he has already seemed to be a nuisance to his new neighbor. And two, he fell head over heels for a random American girl in his local grocery store without as much as asking for her name. He feels haunted by the stranger, constantly finding pieces of her scattered through his day to day life. Wilbur has to find a way to smooth things out with his new neighbor and somehow track down the girl he met by chance. Note: This story is a parallel of their experiences- each chapter alternates following Aurora and Wilbur. Possible trigger warnings: This story contains themes of depression, anxiety, pills, and suicidal ideation. I find that putting trigger warnings above each chapter is kind of a spoiler. Please be mindful if these are things that could upset you <3

Haya's life takes a dark turn when she's sold to the mafia boss, Leonardo. This unexpected twist adds a thrilling and suspenseful element to the narrative. Get ready for the wild ride as Haya navigates the world of the Mafia while trying to find a way out . It's a story filled with suspense, danger, and the strength of the Religion. Haya, A Muslim lady, when gets sold to a man of danger, Leonardo Chris Hanz, the mafia, who doesn't even know or have faith, and loaths her and treat her like a maid, what happens when he slowly start to notice her faith, Her modesty, and starts to fall for her. ┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈ "I can't marry you, you have no faith, you are an atheist, it's haram!" Her words echoed his ears, as he gripped on her arm, making her winced but she was determine to stand for her self, for her modesty. "Do you think I care? When I say you'll marry me, then that's it, it's the line in stone, " he said in his dominating voice, as he stare in her eyes, a pair of warm greens like green nature, by his, a pair of stealing eyes like cold storm. ┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈ STARTED: 01/07/23 ENDED: 07/10/23 Cover by me~ Under editing!!! ✄┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈ ♛Amazing rating♛ Atheist # -1st. Romance #-10th. Love # -15th. Muslim # -2th. Betrayal # -2nd. Twist # -1st. Leonardo #-2nd. Italian #-11th. Religion #- 9th 2023@ncdcherry.

𝐢𝐧 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐜𝐡 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐞𝐞𝐭𝐬 𝐚 𝐠𝐮𝐲 𝐝𝐮𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚 𝐠𝐚𝐦𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 𝐠𝐞𝐭 𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐝.🦇 -‼️𝗋𝖺𝗇𝗄𝗂𝗇𝗀𝗌; #1 agoraphobic

》𝙊𝙣𝙚 𝙣𝙞𝙜𝙝𝙩, 𝙬𝙝𝙚𝙣 𝙝𝙚 𝙘𝙤𝙪𝙡𝙙𝙣'𝙩 𝙨𝙡𝙚𝙚𝙥, 𝘾𝙤𝙧𝙥𝙨𝙚 𝙬𝙖𝙨 𝙨𝙘𝙧𝙤𝙡𝙡𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙩𝙪𝙗𝙚, 𝙡𝙤𝙤𝙠𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙛𝙤𝙧 𝙘𝙤𝙫𝙚𝙧𝙨 𝙤𝙛 𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙢𝙤𝙨𝙩 𝙧𝙚𝙘𝙚𝙣𝙩 𝙨𝙞𝙣𝙜𝙡𝙚 𝘼𝙜𝙤𝙧𝙖𝙥𝙝𝙤𝙗𝙞𝙘, 𝙬𝙝𝙚𝙣 𝙝𝙚 𝙘𝙖𝙢𝙚 𝙖𝙘𝙧𝙤𝙨𝙨 𝙤𝙣𝙚 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙝𝙚 𝙡𝙞𝙠𝙚𝙙. 𝙏𝙝𝙚 𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙞𝙨, 𝙝𝙚 𝙘𝙤𝙪𝙡𝙙𝙣'𝙩 𝙛𝙞𝙜𝙪𝙧𝙚 𝙤𝙪𝙩 𝙬𝙝𝙚𝙧𝙚 𝙝𝙚'𝙨 𝙨𝙚𝙚𝙣 𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙢 𝙗𝙚𝙛𝙤𝙧𝙚... 》𝘾𝙤𝙧𝙥𝙨𝙚_𝙃𝙪𝙨𝙗𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙛𝙖𝙣𝙜𝙞𝙧𝙡𝙨 𝙜𝙖𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙧 𝙝𝙚𝙧𝙚 》#4 𝙞𝙣 𝙚𝙢𝙤 ! 》#3 𝙞𝙣 𝙘𝙤𝙧𝙥𝙨𝙚𝙝𝙪𝙨𝙗𝙖𝙣𝙙 ! 》#1 𝙞𝙣 𝙚𝙜𝙞𝙧𝙡 ! 》#10 𝙞𝙣 𝙘𝙤𝙧𝙥𝙨𝙚 ! 》𝘿𝙄𝙎𝘾𝙇𝘼𝙄𝙈𝙀𝙍 𝙄 𝙙𝙤 𝙣𝙤𝙩 𝙥𝙚𝙧𝙨𝙤𝙣𝙖𝙡𝙡𝙮 𝙠𝙣𝙤𝙬 𝘾𝙤𝙧𝙥𝙨𝙚/𝘾𝙤𝙧𝙥𝙨𝙚𝙝𝙪𝙨𝙗𝙖𝙣𝙙, 𝙖𝙣𝙮 𝙙𝙚𝙩𝙖𝙞𝙡𝙨 𝙖𝙗𝙤𝙪𝙩 𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙙𝙖𝙮-𝙩𝙤-𝙙𝙖𝙮 𝙡𝙞𝙛𝙚 𝙞𝙣 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙛𝙖𝙣𝙛𝙞𝙘𝙩𝙞𝙤𝙣 𝙖𝙧𝙚 𝙩𝙖𝙠𝙚𝙣 𝙛𝙧𝙤𝙢 𝙧𝙚𝙨𝙚𝙖𝙧𝙘𝙝 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙢𝙮 𝙤𝙬𝙣 𝙞𝙢𝙖𝙜𝙞𝙣𝙖𝙩𝙞𝙤𝙣. 𝙄 𝙙𝙤 𝙣𝙤𝙩 𝙤𝙬𝙣 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙧𝙞𝙜𝙝𝙩𝙨 𝙩𝙤 𝘾𝙤𝙧𝙥𝙨𝙚'𝙨 𝙢𝙪𝙨𝙞𝙘, 𝙤𝙧 𝙖𝙣𝙮𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙤𝙛 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙨𝙤𝙧𝙩. 𝘼𝙡𝙡 𝙨𝙤𝙣𝙜𝙨/𝙖𝙧𝙩 𝙜𝙤 𝙩𝙤 𝙩𝙝