"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

He is a psychopath. For her. #1 The Desi Psychopath Series The glass from her hand dropped and she was about to run towards her brother. But... "Shh..baby, sleep now..it was a hectic day." He came from behind with the chloroform handkerchief. He placed her on the passenger seat of his car and sided the hair which were falling on her cheeks. "Pehele aap zarurat thi meri, magar ab aap rooh ban chuki hain aur aapko lagta hai ki main apni rooh ko khud sey door karunga?" (Earlier you were my need, but now you have become my soul. And you think I will let my soul go away from me?) ｡⁠◕⁠‿⁠◕⁠｡ Over-possessive is an understatement to describe him. "The moment I saw her, I knew she was made for me. Just one look at her was enough to make me go insane for her. But her innocence? It made me fall in love with her. Deeply. Passionately.Now there would be no turning back. Anybody who comes in between us would be dead." - Amrit Singh Shekhawat "İ fell in love with him. İt was so pure. So real. Little did I know he had a side which was full of darkness which would consume me." -Manheer Kaur Gill. This story is about a sweet punjabi girl Manheer Kaur Gill who is full of life and happiness. To enjoy is her main motive. She is polite, soft and is loved by all. Things take a dark turn when the King of Rajasthan as well as Mafia Amrit Singh Shekhawat lays his eyes on her. What do you think will happen when the beam of light meets the dangerous dark? Read to find out! DISCLAIMER: YOU MAY FIND THIS BOOK SUNSHINE AT FIRST BUT IT IS DARK AND FULL OF SUSPENSE!! I don't write dark romance, I write psychotic romance. ｡⁠◕⁠‿⁠◕⁠｡ LOVE AT FIRST SIGHT DARK ROMANCE. SUSPENSE