"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

.ೃ࿐𝓣𝓗𝓔 𝓜𝓐𝓕𝓘𝓐 𝓑𝓞𝓢𝓢 & 𝓗𝓘𝓢 𝓢𝓘𝓝𝓕𝓤𝓛 𝓐𝓓𝓓𝓘𝓒𝓣𝓘𝓞𝓝.ೃ࿐ ᯽⊱┈──╌❊ - ❊╌──┈⊰᯽⊱ "I'm starting to think you enjoy pushing my limits, il mio bel piccolo fiore," he grits out through clenched teeth, exerting just the right amount of pressure on the hand he has wrapped securely around my throat-enough to make my pulse race. I fight the urge to keep my eyes from rolling into the back of my head from the sheer dominance of him, determined to hold my composure. Instead, I flash him a slow, taunting smile from beneath my lashes. A silent, fuck you. My lack of reaction urges him to press harder and his grip tightens. A strangled moan betrays me, slipping past my lips. My eyes widen, and his chuckle is dark, amused. "Tsk, tsk, tsk," he taunts, tilting his head, reveling in my torment. "Or is it that you want to piss me off?" he whispers, gaze flicking to my parted lips. "Tell me, bloom," he growls, "do you want me to devour that sweet little pussy of yours until you finally understand who you belong to?" His voice is a dangerous promise, sliding over me like silk and steel, eliciting a quiet gasp as he traces his lips along the tender skin of my ear. His lips trail down, ghosting over the sensitive slope of my neck and my pulse flutters as a response. I inhale sharply-just as he latches onto a certain spot. And I choke, knees weakening. What the hell have I gotten myself into? ⊰᯽⊱┈──╌❊ - ❊╌──┈⊰᯽⊱ What happens when a ruthless, all-powerful Mafia Don becomes fixated on a stripper with more secrets than scars? She defies him. He takes what's his. But with the past rising to drag them under, one question remains: Will they survive each other, or burn beautifully together? ❥Read to find out-and don't forget to check the tags❥.

READ TRIGGER WARNINGS! In a world where power is the ultimate weapon and betrayal is currency, the line between hero and villain doesn't just blur... it shatters. She's the woman you're warned about. She's selfish and deadly, you don't see her until you feel the knife in your back. He's the man everyone fears. He's cold-blooded and dark, the embodiment of vengeance in an expensive suit. They should have destroyed each other. But instead, they made a deal. She's playing a game with no rules. He's rewriting them as he goes. Together, they're a storm no one can outrun. Loyalties are broken, alliances burned, and blood spills in their wake. But when the smoke clears, only one thing remains certain, trusting the devil doesn't make you safe... It makes you just like him. She's the sinner. He's the executioner. And in their obsession, no one gets out alive. Some stories don't have heroes. Some don't need them. This is theirs. Outlaw - where survival isn't enough, and obsession is the only law. Highest Ranks: #1 - badgirl #1 - secretsociety #1 - enemieswithbenefits #1 - antihero #1 - hacking #2 - slowburn #2 - enemies [All rights reserved, Copyright @devilseyez 2024]

ＢＥＡＵ ＨＡＭＰＴＯＮ A totally beautiful, yet completely tragic mess. She's the daughter of an entrepreneur - world famous and business owner Micheal Hampton. Growing up she had everything she could have ever wanted: From toys to technology, new homes and private jets, Beau really had it all. Until one day, her world came crashing down when her mother lost her battle to cancer. And she realised she never really had anything. As a result Beau fell into a deep dark place, picking up bad traits and addictive habits in an attempt to survive each day in her painful world. Aswell as her mental health, her behaviour also deteriorated; managing to get herself kicked out of the last six high schools, Beaus father gives her one last chance before she gets shipped off to London's most strict Boarding school. She's got one last chance to turn the life she doesn't enjoy anymore around, will she take it or will she break it? ＧＲＡＹＳＯＮ ＢＡＮＫＳ He's lost, scarred yet terrifyingly addicting. Not only just the son of Natalie Banks, but renowned father figure for his little sister after their real one walked out 11 years ago. He lives in the ring, boxing is not only his escape from the real world but the only outlet for his anger - stemmed from his fathers departure and harsh treatment. On the outside he's deemed as a cold and careless fighter, but Grayson knows there's more than what meets the eye with him He just needs someone to look deep enough. ........................................................................................... A high school story following a girl trying to find her way back in the world and a boy who's trying to run from it. What happens when they both cross paths? Will it be instant romance? Or will they only pull each other into deeper heartache? #1 IN 'HIGHSCHOOLLOVERS' #1 IN 'ALCOHOL' #1 IN 'REAL' #1 IN 'ADDICTION' #5 IN 'HEALTH' #5 IN 'ADDICT' #5 IN 'REALISTIC' #5 IN

𝐌𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐚 𝐒𝐨𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐞 The billionaires daughter's dreams and fantasies of marrying for love crushed within a second as she finds herself helping her family and marrying for convenience. Helping her arranged husband get back with his ex, wasnt something she'd dream of. She'd always been warned not to fuel the fire, but maybe she 𝙡𝙞𝙠𝙚𝙙 to fuel the wildest fires she encountered. 𝐀𝐥𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐨 𝐌𝐚𝐳𝐳𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐢 Settling down with someone was never in his cards, especially after he got out of a 3 year relationship. Next thing he knows, he's being swindled in a marriage, he couldn't give one fuck about. Letting his arranged wife help him go back to a relationship he got scarred from, wasn't expected. A soul so tainted, in disguise. Perceived as a 𝙜𝙚𝙣𝙩𝙡𝙚𝙢𝙖𝙣, but he's far from it. ᥫ᭡. 𝐃𝐄𝐃𝐈𝐂𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍; 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐬𝐞 𝐰𝐡𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐤 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐲'𝐫𝐞 𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞, 𝐲𝐨𝐮'𝐫𝐞 𝐧𝐨𝐭.

𝗧𝗿𝗮𝗽𝗽𝗲𝗱 𝗶𝗻 𝘀𝗲𝗿𝗶𝗲𝘀 𝗕𝗼𝗼𝗸 #𝟭 He brought his other hand in between my legs moving himself against me more, as he was holding me in place with the other. I gasped arching away as he lined himself with my entrance. "No-" I moved away, but he didn't let me go far as he was holding me tightly. "I need you Lilah-" he heaved attaching his mouth back onto mine pushing me towards the wall behind me. "I need to be inside you, so my anxiety attack can go away" he pushed my back onto the cold wall. My back arching my stomach touching his. "Let me fuck you mommy" ❦❦❦❦❦❦❦❦❦❦❦ Ryder Hale A gang leader a dangerous guy a "bad boy" but not really as after he starts hanging around Lilah he will show that he's not actually as bad as he pretends to be, he's a sweetheart and has mental issues that only she can cure. ---------- Lilah Rosalin A normal girl not dangerous quit fun to hang around, a lot of guy friends, started developing feelings for her best friends enemy, reads a lot and sometimes makes Ryder read with her, does not mind spending a lot of time with Ryder when he needs her;) Not edited so don't even start with me. (TO BE EDITED IN THE FUTURE)

"You're going to let me fuck you like a good girl?" he asks and leans down, "Because you are, aren't you? A good girl?" . . . Elena Amoretto has always been smitten by the one and only, Ares Aetos. For three years, she's adored him from afar. Admiring the god of war and falling deeper into her obsession. While Ares can't seem to stand her. Where she's infatuated with him, he merely acknowledges her existence. While being the center of the spotlight herself. As the front woman of the rising band Icarus, Elena has to face the world while struggling with anxiety. To make matters worse, Ares is the drummer of the band rivaling hers, Dopamine. And just as fate would have it, his band and hers are touring together. She's supposed to hate him. But how could she? When all she does is drown in the blue of his eyes and willingly dies at the ruthless hands of Ares? The god of war who brings her down on her knees while she blissfully falls into his melancholy.

When 20-year-old Fallon Lopez lays eyes on a man who's quite a few years older than her, she immediately feels an attraction toward the mysterious man. She finds herself being drawn to him, feeling a spark grow between them and the tension grow thicker by each passing minute. Though, who knew that he was the man she could never have? . . . "You're playing a dangerous game." "Maybe losing has a sweeter taste than victory."

𝐌𝐨𝐫𝐨𝐧𝐚 𝐌𝐜𝐂𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫, an ordinary girl that works at the Crestmore, she was known to be a compassionate and serene person, with a heart of gold. 𝐄𝐫𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐧𝐨 𝐌𝐨𝐫𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐢, the rank 1 mafia leader, he was known for his brutal and merciless actions. He had lived a life surrounded by vulnerability. Ermanno kept observing and anticipating Morona for three years, believing he can make her his. Morona was puzzled by the anonymous gifts and letters she kept receiving without any explanation. However, there was a spark between them. Their love was like a flame that burned the light, igniting a passion that was impossible to ignore. But not so long after, Morona's sweet soul was shattered by him. She found it difficult to regain the sense of peace she once knew. ༺♡༻ {Check TWS before reading} {Dual pov} THIS BOOK CONTAINS EXTREMELY HEAVY THEMES! THEREFORE PLEASE MAKE SURE TO READ THE DISCLAIMER!

{𝘉𝘖𝘖𝘒 𝘛𝘏𝘙𝘌𝘌 𝘖𝘍 𝘛𝘏𝘌 𝘓𝘖𝘝𝘌𝘓𝘌𝘚𝘚 𝘛𝘙𝘐𝘓𝘖𝘎𝘠 } Hudson Tempest's an enigma nobody's capable of solving. Darkness has been moulded into his skin, running through him as easily as his blood. More than he's ever allowed anyone to see. Swept up into a world of sin and deviance, Hudson Tempest was broken as a boy and shattered several times over the course of his life. Made to be cruel and forced into a pool of self-destruction, a life that will only ruin him if it continues. Death has been the only thing in sight to him, for a long time. But how hard it is to save someone, who wants to let themselves drown. Val Emerson's the embodiment of light. A heart that outpours warmth like she was made to love, from the very moment she was born. The sunny side up sort of girl with an affinity for the sea, and smiles. When the cruelest of them all and the happiest of them all collide. When her hatred turns into a desperate desire to save the most broken of them all, far past salvation. When his hatred morphs into something he promised not to feel. Opposites. Dark, to light. Whole, and broken. Rivals, in all they do. Until somewhere along the way, they find themselves falling into each other's arms. Somehow, into each other's clashing hearts. <3