" It's not easy to give my heart to you, but you're the only one I can ever give it to." they called her a hindrance. He called her his heaven. ♚ AWARDS: 1st place in 21st CENTURY AWARDS (Yoongi) 2nd place in BTS ETHEREAL AWARDS (Yoongi) 2nd place in BTS CYPHER AWARDS (Yoongi) 2nd place in Artificial Love Awards. (Yoongi)

❝ It's been seven days, Yoongi... ❞

❝ I finally caught you. ❞ min yoongi x reader started: 10.23.2017 ended: 10.08.2018 NOTE: UNEDITED!

Before BTS, there was D-Town. Before Suga, there was Min Yoongi. Before he was loved by fans, he was loved by me. In which Min Yoongi gets acquainted with a girl named Eunji who has her own issues as he takes the road to fight for his dream. ➳ started: 08 15 '16 ➳ finished: 01 05 '17 a m.y. pre debut fan fiction. // ☾

"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

Hadley Jamison doesn't know what to think when she hears that her classmate, Archer Morales, committed suicide. She didn't exactly know him, but that doesn't stop her from feeling like there was something she could have done to help him. So to Hadley's surprise, on the very night of Archer's funeral, she has a run in with Death himself and is offered the chance to go back in time to stop Archer from ending his life. The catch? She only has twenty-seven days to do it. And if Hadley doesn't succeed? Well, she doesn't want to think about that.

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A R M I N O She was the epitome of perfection. Blonde hair, blue eyes, legs that never ended and an impeccable fashion taste. He was the epitome of affliction. Jet black hair, damaged eyes, ink marring his body and a passion to fight. Yet, she was broken inside. A family with unstable financial background, a brother who died in a brawl and a mother who lost herself the day she lost her husband. And he, he was faultless within. A rich kid with parents who were too busy to care, three meals a day cooked by a chef and no curfew even on school nights. What more could he ask for? And when their paths meet, they'll together realise just how unforgiving life can be. Evelyn 3rd October, 2016. #3| SS 10K | 3.3.2017 Previously known as 'Fighter'

A tarot reader aids a mysterious man who believes she is the only one who can help him return to his true home in the eerie Manaan caverns where they must fight the natural and supernatural to stay alive. ***** Maxine Shepard is a tarot reader who has survived several traumas in her twenty-five years of life. Without living parents, trusty friends, or a loyal partner, she is unfulfilled and lonely, seeking meaning outside of her tarot shop. Bombarded with visions of a mysterious man with a strange tattoo, Maxine's world is turned upside down when he enters her shop, claiming she is the only one who can help him return to his true home. After reuniting with her old gang to aid the odd man, they become trapped in the maze of the mysterious Manaan caverns where they must fight against the natural and supernatural to stay alive. --- [Wattpad Picks: Editor's Choice] [Wattpad Picks: Friday the 13th] [ ONC 2019 Shortlist ] 🏆 2nd place in the Materia awards 2019 in Paranormal. --- Copyright © 2019 by L.L. Sanders

After a horrific car accident ruining both her and her family's life, Patty Woodall accepts a job offer to assist an elderly matron to maintain a remote home owned by the Morgan family, along with the two little girls who live there. But soon, Patty begins to discover the dark history of the home and the even darker secrets of the Morgan family. Cover Art by: @jane_lausten