"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

Kozume Kenma has recently uprooted to the Nerima Ward in Tokyo. School isn't easy, he can't seem to concentrate or shake off the attention of some easily angered upper classmen. The captain of the volleyball team, Kuroo Tetsurō, takes him under his wing. Kuroo is determined to make Kenma fall in love with both Tokyo and volleyball. He's sure he can craft a protege out of the surprisingly agile younger boy in time for Spring Nationals. Their relationship quickly intensifies into a strange and unique intimacy, though everything may not be as it seems... disclaims/ info: i obv do not own any bit of Haikyuu !! this fic also features bokuaka, a lil kagehina, lots of angst/ fluff. thank you for reading !

soulmate /ˈsəʊlmeɪt/ • noun A person who was made from the same star as you. // Kuroken AU where the last words your soulmate will say to you appear on your skin when you turn 16, and how Kenma and Kuroo learn what this means over the course of their lives

Levi has been a heroin junkie for years, trying to escape the hellish reality that is his life and memories, seeing no other way out. Already hopelessly bound within the deepest crevices of addiction, along comes Eren, a bright-eyed naïve teenager who has his own struggles yet somehow believes he can help Levi to be saved from himself. ~~~ "So what about you, then? You gonna stick around?" Eren nodded certainly once. "As long as you let me, I still do want to help you." The raven shrugged nonchalantly. "It's up to you." "No it isn't." Levi cocked a brow. "I can't help you if you don't want to be helped," Eren went on. "From the impression I'm getting-" "Yeah, I need help," Levi cut in, looking down. "Or maybe I just don't want you to leave. I'm not sure of the difference. But if you're here, you're going to help, right? Then I don't have a choice." ~~~ I do not own SNK. I am merely writing for sheer enjoyment :) Cover art by the wonderful @kingofhellordoftime TRIGGER WARNINGS for self harm, depression, anxiety, drug abuse, and molestation. Read at your own risk but please, please be safe - don't read if you think this may trigger you; I really would rather you be safe. <3

Levi Ackerman resides in a facility for the terminally ill, angry and bitter toward the world for being stripped of his life before he's even allowed to live it. He keeps to himself and in fact shuns any kind of social interaction with anyone. That is, until he stumbles upon the music room, inhabited only by a cancer-ridden teenager who's just as lonely as he is. I do not own SNK.

What if the boy you crushed on your whole life wrote a song about you, and the song blew up to become your biggest hope and your worst reminder? Kat Ballard is fifteen when her nineteen year old best friend Trace Gallant tells her the news: his band, Soundcrush, just got signed. He's moving to Hollywood. Kat charms her talented boy-next-door into one kiss, to remember him by. Trace can't resist his best girl's lips, but knowing she is too young for more, vows to keep it innocent. The night doesn't turn out like he planned. When Soundcrush's first hit song breaks , the whole world knows his feelings for "Little Sister"are anything but pure. When Kat and Trace reconnect after her high school graduation, their chemistry explodes, but Trace is still fighting it...this time for mysterious reasons that have nothing to do with her age. Trace is steamy one minute, then shady the next. Kat can't decide...does she want a safe life at college with her new boyfriend, or should she fight for a crazy love-on-the-run with her rockstar? The Soundcrush Series: It's not just a love story. It's a band story.

NOW PUBLISHED BY SOURCEBOOKS FIRE! Oliver, Alec, Xander, and JJ are just four regular guys. They're also members of the world famous boy band the Heartbreakers. This is their story.

Soren McKinin; the disappointment of the family, the child his parents wished did not belong to them, the type fathers warned their daughters not to date. Anger issues, a heartless brute that got into fights and saw the world as dark grey, helpless and pointless lump of rock. He was incapable of happiness, of love. So Soren would fall, he'd fall unnoticed and unwanted. He would fall just like snow. [Book 1 of the Flammable Hearts series] - # winner of the "Best Bad Boy" Award "It awakens feelings in you that you never knew you could feel." PUBLISHED FULLY ON WATTPAD

Louis Tomlinson has tried so hard to not be who he really is. He has worked for years to not be a person that people don't accept. The walls he built are slowly torn down by a tall boy with green eyes. Add Louis, Harry Styles, a pride parade, and a kiss together, and there's a story full of love and someone learning that it's okay to love boys because love is love, right? (Louis is a painter who hides his sexuality. Harry is a wedding photographer who embraces his gay pride. Liam and Zayn most certainly have a thing going on, and Niall is content just trying to open a restaurant.) Cover by @stiles24stilinskiXD

Holly's new, young teacher has a dark past, and a dangerous future. She soon finds herself charmed by his ways, and gets thrown into the chaos. Who knew having an ex-gangster for a teacher could be so troublesome? As Holly and Mr. Heywood grow closer, more questions about his past come upon Holly, as does danger. What is Mr. Heywood keeping from Holly? And why is it so bad? But most importantly, if she falls for him, could their relationship survive? After all... it would be a proscriptive relationship.