"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

" ₜₒₒ ₗₐₜₑ ᵢ ₗₒᵥₑd ᵧₒᵤ, ₒ ₜₒₒ ₑₐᵣₗᵧ ᵢ ₖₙₑw ᵧₒᵤ. " What if, in the prophecy, the chosen one isn't specifically a boy as previously thought, but rather a girl born at the end of July? As Astria discovers that her life is irreversibly intertwined with the most feared figure of the century, she finds herself facing a dilemma that could shape the destiny of both worlds, as the blood calls louder. Nevertheless, an even greater veil is lifted when she realizes that the magical bond that unites her with the woman she admires most transcends the superficial. Making them destined for each other without escape. ─────✧───── 𝐍𝐀𝐑𝐂𝐈𝐒𝐒𝐀 𝐌𝐀𝐋𝐅𝐎𝐘 𝐗 𝐎𝐂 • ˢˡᵒʷ ᵇᵘʳⁿ! 𝐃𝐈𝐒𝐂𝐋𝐀𝐈𝐌𝐄𝐑 | • ᴬˡˡ ᵗʰᵉ ᶜʰᵃʳᵃᶜᵗᵉʳˢ ᶠʳᵒᵐ ᴴᵃʳʳʸ ᴾᵒᵗᵗᵉʳ ᵇᵉˡᵒⁿᵍ ᵗᵒ ᴶ.ᴷ. ᴿᵒʷˡⁱⁿᵍ. ᵀʰⁱˢ ⁱˢ ᵃ ⁿᵒⁿ⁻ᵖʳᵒᶠⁱᵗ ʷᵒʳᵏ ⁱⁿᵗᵉⁿᵈᵉᵈ ˢᵒˡᵉˡʸ ᶠᵒʳ ᵉⁿᵗᵉʳᵗᵃⁱⁿᵐᵉⁿᵗ • AGE GAP ─ But they're all wizards so that detail gets mixed up as long as it's legal

She Leads Reading Event: Follow her lead From March 30 - April 5, 15,000 readers will win Coins simply for reading stories with powerful female leads. 📚 Read the stories from the She Leads Reading List 👑 150 minutes → 150 Coins 🔥 250 minutes → 250 Coins + Wattpad Premium Whether you're here for bold queens, chaotic anti-heroines, or girls who refuse to play by the rules, the more you read, the better your chances. She's a wild, free spirit who sees the good in everyone, and he's the hardened, bad-tempered loner who wants nothing to do with her-yet no matter how hard he tries to push her away, she's the one temptation he can't escape. *** He's never met someone with such a bubbly personality. Not to mention the wildness and odd phrases she says every five minutes. He hates it. He hates how he can't stay away from it. He hates what she does to him; it's not like him to chase after some girl. She gets under his skin like no other. She's never met someone with such a bad attitude. He's ill-mannered and menacing. The glare never seems to leave his face. Considering it all, she can't help but feel the attraction toward him. Dangerous attraction toward a seemingly dangerous man. Maybe it's the tattoos on his arm that gets her attention. Or maybe it's because she can tell there's hope for good under his rough exterior. And she's about to find it, whether he likes it or not. It's no secret that the two of them are complete and total opposites. *** "You like being called Sugar, don't you?" I tease, placing my toothbrush back after finishing. He does the same and gives me a side-eyed scowl. He grips my chin harshly and kisses me. My body temperature raises a good ten degrees and my right leg goes all wiggly. He pulls away. "You like it when I kiss you, don't you?" He teases the same way I did to him and I'm left blubbering. "I think both of our questions are rhetorical," I lower my voice up at him. His lip curls up into a smirk.

I thought that moving to the tiny town of Forks, Washington to care for my ailing grandmother would be completely uneventful. Little did I know that I would find myself falling helplessly in love with her doctor. ꧁꧁꧂꧂ All Rights Reserved. || all characters - with the exception of my original characters - belong to stephanie meyer ||

Temptation had always been Lily's hamartia... Just starting her final year of high school, never did she expect to plummet so deep and become so sinfully bound to someone so narcotic yet maliciously heavenly as her. Consequences so seemingly inconsequential, it was futile for Lily to ignore the allure of such an elegant woman. After all, how could she defy a connection so transcendent beyond what words can fathom, and something so... 𝘪𝘭𝘭𝘪𝘤𝘪𝘵. 𝐀 𝐬𝐭𝐮𝐝𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐱 𝐭𝐞𝐚𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞. [tw: sex, violence, mature themes, drugs, mental health, self-harm, death.]

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