A continuation of A Good Girls Guide to Murder (cuz Mrs. Holly Jackson three dots is in fact of a cliffhanger) Pippa Fitz-Amobi has spend the past two years in isolation. Alone in her dorm room, she waits for the moment the bomb ticks off, exposing her truth. When the news of Max Hastings verdict breaks through, she can finally breath again, the taint secrets of her past disappear, revealing new fabricated truths. A text from Ravi is all she needs to find herself back in her hometown. But how safe can the town that once left Pip's life in pieces be? !T.W.! Mentions of murder, death, blood, drugs and guns Swear words (Pls note that I do not own these characters or the original plot lines. They are all works of the wonderful Holly Jackson) *Spoilers from all three books* Enjoy!

Suns had always been known to be the brightest light, but anyone whose ever met one particular girl would know her smile conquered all. She loved and cared for anyone - even those unworthy of it. When an event whisked away her innocence, her smile and her compassion for others faded with it. She promised herself to never care again, for anything or anyone. But when she joins the Scouts alongside her only friends, a certain raven haired man challenges her beliefs. And it all starts with an order. ( this is not an x reader, this is my own character ) • Disclaimer - I do not own Attack On Titan, just my character and her story. • All rights go to the original creators.

𝐕𝐢𝐨𝐥𝐞𝐭 𝐆𝐫𝐞𝐲 𝐢𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐔𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐠𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝 𝐦𝐨𝐬𝐭 𝐟𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐚𝐬𝐬𝐚𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐧. 𝐀𝐟𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐝𝐢𝐬𝐜𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐧 𝐮𝐧𝐬𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐫𝐮𝐭𝐡, 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐭𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐞𝐬𝐜𝐚𝐩𝐞 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐨𝐧𝐥𝐲 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐩𝐚𝐧𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐠𝐞𝐭𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐞 𝐟𝐫𝐞𝐞. 𝐒𝐡𝐞 𝐠𝐞𝐭𝐬 𝐜𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐢𝐬 𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐟𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐲𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐬, 𝐭𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐞𝐬𝐜𝐚𝐩𝐞𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐢𝐬 𝐫𝐞𝐜𝐫𝐮𝐢𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐛𝐲 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐒𝐮𝐫𝐯𝐞𝐲 𝐂𝐨𝐫𝐩𝐬. - 𝐋𝐞𝐯𝐢 𝐀𝐜𝐤𝐞𝐫𝐦𝐚𝐧 𝐗 𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫/𝐎𝐂 𝐅𝐚𝐧𝐟𝐢𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐒𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐢𝐧𝐬𝐩𝐨 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐛𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐬𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬 𝐓𝐡𝐫𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐆𝐥𝐚𝐬𝐬 𝐛𝐲 𝐒𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐡 𝐉 𝐌𝐚𝐚𝐬. 𝐁𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐂𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫 - 𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐜𝐫𝐞𝐝𝐢𝐭 𝐠𝐨 𝐭𝐨 𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐢𝐬𝐭 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐢𝐦𝐚𝐠𝐞 𝐮𝐬𝐞𝐝.

CONTAINS SPOILERS Also contains mature themes, coarse language, sexual themes, etc. Tears stream down his cheeks, but he doesn't cry. His eyes grow dark, his teeth clenching. "You're why I do what I do. I can't lose you..." He never opens up about anything. Even when he talked about the death of his parents, he hardly showed a flicker of emotion. And here he is, his tears wetting my hair. I stand there, slightly stunned, squeezing him tighter in my arms. "Everything will be okay. I'm not going anywhere... I promise." "I won't let anything happen to you. I won't stop until I know you're safe." I take his face between my hands, wiping the glistening tears off of his cheeks. He leans in, kissing me passionately, his hands grasping my body, holding me as close as possible. "I'll never let you go..." He whispers against my lips.

"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

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

My legs began to quiver, knees aching as I crawled on the wood. I finally lined up with his shadowy body, my head dangling low to the floor. I was afraid that any fast move I made would leave me trapped here for longer than I had expected. His fingertips slipped under my jaw and swiftly raised my chin. " Why the long face?" As I aligned myself with his inner thighs, my eyes shook. Since he always said these things with such faith and ease, his attitude immediately made me feel more determined. - IMPRESSIVE RANKS.. #2 In #attackontitan, 2/4/2021 #1 in #fanfiction, 3/18/2021 #1 In #leviheichou, 2/4/2021 #15 In #anime, 2/8/2021 I do not own any characters from this work! All characters belong to Hajime Isayama. follow my tiktok to get updates! @catb01levi

❝Even if we're apart, I will always be with you.❞ // Featured in the official Wattpad @Fanfic Attack on Titan Fanfiction reading list // [[ONGOING]] lowercase intended for title (a levi x reader romance)

"What? Don't believe me?" Hange's hand moved faster than you could react to and slapped you square across the face. It wasn't that hard, but the shock of her action and the drowsiness from this hour of the night had you seeing stars for a moment. Looking back at her incredulously, again at Levi, then back at her manic expression, your jaw hung open as she continued. "This month's budget says he's rock hard right now." NSFW, explicit, 18+ One-shot

𝗵𝗲𝗮𝘃𝘆 𝘀𝗺𝘂𝘁/𝗻𝘀𝗳𝘄 𝘄𝗮𝗿𝗻𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗳𝘁. 𝗹𝗲𝘃𝗶❕ ↳ your neighbor, levi whom you usually pass by... but this time things were 𝙙𝙞𝙛𝙛𝙚𝙧𝙚𝙣𝙩. ✿ inspired by the song "She" by Tyler the Creator ✿ «────── « ⋅ʚ♡ɞ⋅ » ──────» this fanfic includes, but not limited to: 𝗘𝗫𝗣𝗟𝗜𝗖𝗜𝗧 𝗟𝗔𝗡𝗚𝗨𝗔𝗚𝗘 𝗛𝗘𝗔𝗩𝗬 𝗦𝗘𝗫𝗨𝗔𝗟 𝗧𝗛𝗘𝗠𝗘𝗦: 𝗕𝗗𝗦𝗠, 𝗗𝗘𝗚𝗥𝗔𝗗𝗜𝗡𝗚, 𝗨𝗡𝗣𝗥𝗢𝗧𝗘𝗖𝗧𝗘𝗗 𝗦𝗘𝗫, 𝗘𝗧𝗖. «────── « ⋅ʚ♡ɞ⋅ » ──────» → not intended for people below the age of 15!!!! → i do not own levi, but the storyline is mine !! → i do not own any of the art in my stories, all found on pinterest! → feel free to leave any suggestions or critiques!