"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

Arabella Malik, the lethal American mob boss's daughter. The beauty of the nineteen-year-old was well-known. Her hourglass figure and glowing grey eyes-which mirrored her father's, had practically everyone praising the ground she walked on. Arabella was a sweet, soft-hearted woman. Although she was also recognised as the best assassin and seductress in the underworld. Not only did her appearance attract men and women's notice, but she also managed to capture the attention of her father's business partner's son. Roman Agnello, the heir to the Italian Mafia. The twenty-year-old was every bit as ruthless as everyone alleged he was. Like his soul, his heart was cold and empty. Roman had no emotions or feelings for anything or anyone. But that all changed when his gaze fell on the seductress herself. And when he discovered the forbidden fruit, his soul begged him to take a bite. ~ ~ Highest Rankings #4 ChickLit - NOV 2021 #1 College Student - JAN 2022 #1 Forbidden Romance - JULY & OCT 2022 #2 Teen Romance - SEP 2022

𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐌𝐀𝐅𝐈𝐀 𝐃𝐎𝐍 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐍𝐀𝐍𝐍𝐘 *** "In today's lesson," Blaze breathed out just a centimetre from her ear, his large hand moving to her thigh and parting them, "we will be learning how to open up." Ellie's heart pounded against her ribcage. She waited with anticipation for what Blaze would do next, swallowing the saliva that was lodged in her throat. She never felt a rush the way she did whenever Blaze touched her, and he knew that as well as she did. "So, tell daddy," he gently ordered, a small smirk pulling at his lips at the whimper that fell from Ellie's swollen lips. "What is it that you really want, baby?" **** Ellie Mason was the type of girl that was quiet yet strong. Ambitious about anything she took part in. She never had to be told twice to do something but she would never go down without an argument first. But she was incredibly shy, closed-off from anyone and everyone, and had extremely low self-esteem. She never spoke to anyone unless she had to, she kept herself distant from many people, and she was easily frightened and/or intimidated by people. Her closest friend was her fraternal twin sister, Gemini, and no one else. Her life was simple until her father's dark past crept up on her and her family before his passing, where she has no choice but to meet Blaze Arrowood who, at first, wanted nothing to do with the girl. She was simply a temporary toy that he would soon discard once he was given what he wanted from the Mason family. But there was something about Ellie that made him intrigued. Why was this timid yet feisty girl stuck in his mind every night before he went to sleep and the second he woke up every morning? And why in the hell did he want to make her completely his? *** HIGHEST RANKS: #1 - selflove #1 - blaze #1 - control #1 - development #2 - insecure #2 - conflict

A preacher's daughter and a lonely biker make a secret arrangement that might break their little town into chaos. CELIA is fierce and independent, wishing to escape her judgmental town. Behind her striking and cold appearance, hides a vulnerable girl who feels betrayed and alone. She lives according to her own rules and counts the days until she saves enough to run and never return. GIO is new to her town and needs a babysitter for his daughter. Behind his rugged and intimidating appearance, hides a protective man who's looking for a fresh start. He's got strong principles and will take every selfless risk to ensure that those close to him are taken care of. She's looking for an escape, he's trying to settle down. She's got temper, he needs to stay calm. Two outcasts need each other to reach their goals, but what happens when feelings get in the way? "This is by far my favorite book. And this will forever have a special place in my heart." -CydneeBrockett "This story was something else. It made me cry, it made me laugh, and it made me happy. It was amazing watching the character development and the beautiful plot being put into this." - alibbg "This story put me through the ringer. And the ending was perfect. I love everything about it." - YelenaLugin "Absolutely loved this book with my entire being. I'm happy that neither character was perfect and they showed how relationships are different." - Bihhyhutriedit

Academic Rivals to Lovers in a Boarding School ..... "You wanna know the really dumb meaning behind my name?" He muses and I walk ahead of him. "Nope." "Basically, it means the transporter of goods by cart or wagon, it's from an old french word I believe. You wanna know yours?" "You looked up mine?" I question, hiding the small smile on my face, because I'm mad at him or whatever. For... I don't know why but I'm mad at him because I am. Carter catches up to me, grinning to himself. "Emilia means rivals, it's derived from the root of some latin word. Isn't that strange?" That's just a coincidence, he's probably lying anyway. "Yeah, real peculiar." I reply. ..... #2 - onebedtrope 16/06/22 #1 - mila 16/06/22

Running from hell isnʼt easy. Especially when someoneʼs dragging you back down into it. Belligerent, brash and always in shades of black, Freya is hardly a lady. Hidden away by her father, sheʼs lived a normal life despite being born into the dark waters of New Yorkʼs underworld. Heʼs cold, cruel and calculating, with a proclivity for destruction. Feared by even Made Men, Torren is the boss of the stateʼs most leachorous crime syndicate. Freya hates his crudity and possessiveness, but she canʼt deny the way her breath hitches at his rough touch, the deep timbre of his voice, and his dark, heated gaze. Torren hates her disobedience, her recklessness, and her chaos. To him, sheʼs only something to be tamed. And after he slips a ring on her hand, snatching away her future, she makes only one vow---to become his biggest torment.