"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

"I was reaching for stars that didn't exist, caught up in the fantasies born of willful hope. I threw myself in the path of fate because I wanted to be swept away." ... We do stupid, stupid things in the name of those we love. We dedicate ourselves to false promises and we hope that in the end, it all turns out alright. I was never the kind of person who jumped into things without thinking about the consequences. I never dreamed of what could come from some silly mistakes. Two new students come for their 6th year at Hogwarts. Neither of them particularly want to be there. What havoc could a witch and a dark wizard bring to the year? As they both become frustratingly curious about each other, things fall in place that might never have occurred if they had just never met. ... So I started this book because I was bored, and now it's kind of my life accomplishment weirdly enough. It's not perfect and definitely not what it started out as but this fic has parts of my heart and soul in it and I'm proud of how far it's come. Contains toxic but also lovable Mattheo Riddle and an emotionally relatable mc. !!!Finished updating but still doing some editing!!! *WARNING* Contains violence, sexual content, swearing, mentions of abuse, death and possibly more. *I do not own any of the Harry Potter characters, Mattheo Riddle belongs to @yasmineamara, I only own my own characters. Happy reading

| EDITED & FULL VERSION IS OUT ON KINDLE NOW | THIS IS A TEASER FOR THE BOOK THE FULL VERSION IS ONLY AVAILABLE ON KINDLE UNLIMITED & KINDLE DIRECT PUBLISHING ON AMAZON! | Sequel to 'my brothers best friend' | ------------------------------ The story continues between Alexandra Lowell and Marcus Torres. After falling for Marcus Torres, her heart was left broken and she did everything in her power to let him go, to get over him. Years after being away from her family and her city, Alex returns- but not without trouble and drama following her. While wondering what she has been up to in all those years....Old family secrets come out in the light and another battle is to be fought. A life changing disaster changes everything. What will happen between the old flame that once stood between Alexandra and Marcus? Will history repeat itself or will they let go? {18+} {Book 2 of 3} {Sequel to: My brothers best friend} {Warnings: sexual harassment, sexual scenes, bad language, violence etc.} {All rights to me} {Read at own risk} {Started: 1/7-2023} {Finished: 14/08-2023} 🚨 | Full version can be read at Kindle Unlimited, Kindle Direct Publishing or on patreon, link in bio 🔗

| EDITED & FULL VERSION IS OUT ON KINDLE NOW | Young Alexandra Lowell is head over heels in love with Marcus Torres-her brothers best friend. He's always been off limits- as well as she has. But when Alex turns 17, she starts to let lose and get wild with her partner in crime Serena. She discovers her brother are involved with the underground races in their city-so is Marcus. She gets closer to Marcus after getting involved in the race world, small heated moments and jealousy- makes it harder for them to stay away from each other. Will Alexandra make it out of the dangers and without consequences? Will Alexandra and Marcus act on their moments or will it all go to hell before it has the chance to bloom? WORD COUNT: 50.000 {18+} {Book 1 of 3} {Warnings: sexual harassment, sexual scenes, bad language, violence etc.} {All rights to me} {Read at own risk} {Started: 01/03/2023} {Finished: 01/04/2023} 🚨 | Full version can be read at Kindle Unlimited, Kindle Direct Publishing or on patreon, link in bio 🔗

After an unexpected ceiling collapse sends her apartment into chaos, Madelaine Grayson ends up living with her brother - and dangerously close to his tattooed, way-too-charming roommate. He's off-limits... but resisting him might be impossible. *** When Madelaine Grayson's bathroom ceiling caves in, it's not just drywall that crumbles. It's her entire world. Forced to move in with her brother, she finds herself swept up in the chaos of his new protective attitude - especially when it comes to his tattooed roommate, Noah Laurier. Noah is the epitome of perfection: sweet, hot, and embedded into every thought Madelaine has. But he's forbidden, and the closer she gets, the harder he is to resist. Well... what her brother doesn't know can't hurt him, right? *** "Matt's sister, I presume?" He walks towards the couch and my eyes widen. He's tall. I thought I was tall but this man could tower me, and when he reaches a hand towards me, there's an intricate clock tattooed on the back of his hand and his fingers have bones tattooed over them. This man is not human. He's tall and angular and dripping with sex appeal. This man is hot. Capital H, capital O, capital T. I don't think I've ever seen a human being so attractive. All I can think about as I force myself to keep my eyes on the screen is the feel of his jaw beneath my hand, and it takes everything in me not to look back at him.

"How do you say idiot in Italian?" "Bell'uomo." [ℎ𝑎𝑛𝑑𝑠𝑜𝑚𝑒 𝑚𝑎𝑛] "You're a bell'uomo." .・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。. Isabelle Ariti just needed someone to talk to, and Leonardo Rossi happened to be there. He was her escape and she was his. Her obsession with sunglasses and constant talking went well with his quite behavior and glares he sent to everyone else. They weren't a likely match but somehow they understood each other more than anyone else could. He was rude and blunt to everyone; everyone but her. She was extroverted and bold to all; especially him. .・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。. Isabelle Ariti just wanted waffles and to meet someone new. She didn't expect to spark the mafias dons right hand mans interest. Leonardo Rossi just wanted to be alone and have coffee. He wasn't expecting the talkative girl that didn't know what a filter was to rope him in with her unexpected comments. .・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。. "Do you love me?" "Endlessly." .・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。. The chapters get better as the story goes on/theres character development Words: 137,631k .・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。.