"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

A collection of one-shots centred around lustful entanglements.

[Book #2 in the Nystrom series] [18+TW: mature content, heavy topics, language] I push the feeling away and ultimately concentrate my gaze on his upper body, which still bears the traces of my lipstick. "You did not remove them?" He smirks and closes the book as I chuckle and trace the lip print with my finger. I smile at the marks, I wanted him to be mine as much as I was his. The marks reflect that. He raises his eyebrows as soon as his eyes land on mine. "Oh?" His voice is hoarse and low when he murmurs, "You like them?" "I do, they look pretty good on you." I admit, gazing up at him when I see him smirk and I wonder what he is thinking about, but when he grabs my hips and pulls me into his lap, my question is already resolved. "Why don't you take some pictures then, love?" εꨄ︎з 𝐀𝐌𝐀𝐘𝐀 𝐇𝐀𝐘𝐀𝐒𝐇𝐈, the psychopath. While she is still tormented by her dark past, she starts to realize that if anything could obliterate her, it would be her twisted mind. She was desperate for sanity, and as if someone had heard her, the only person who could give her that feeling appeared. 𝐑𝐎𝐖𝐀𝐍 𝐀𝐃𝐀𝐌𝐒, the murderer. He would twist a knife in his heart if it meant proving that he'd do anything for her. He yearned to understand her, her innermost thoughts and ways of thinking. He wanted to be hers, even if it meant losing his own sanity for her. εꨄ︎з STARTED: July 2022 FINISHED: April 2023

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.

𝐀𝐮𝐭𝐮𝐦𝐧 𝐌𝐚𝐝𝐢𝐬𝐨𝐧 is 17 years old, who is from London, and is forced to move to Canada with her abusive father. She's been through so much throughout her childhood with her mother deserting her at 6, her dad becoming abusive ever since - and blaming her for it - having fake friends, and her biggest secret being revealed, which caused her life to come crushing down. All she wants to do is be free from the abuse, find happiness, make friends and doesn't have to pretend all the time. But new life, new school, and new people means no one can know who she really is...right? ❥ 𝐆𝐫𝐚𝐲𝐬𝐨𝐧 𝐌𝐢𝐥𝐞𝐬 is 17 years old and is the typical high school arrogant boy, who cares about no one but himself and his reputation being the captain of the schools ice hockey team. He sleeps around, gets into fights, and causes a new problem every day. No one dares to approach him because that's basically planning your death wish. But what happens when Autumn comes along and does what no one dares to do? He's intrigued by her and can see in her eyes that she holds a dark past and isn't who he thought she is. He's hooked by her charms but he never chases girls, girls chase him. Will he save her and fall in love for the first time? Or will he try to keep his reputation and not ruin it over some girl...? - - - ⊗ TW! ⊗ This story includes depression, anxiety, ptsd, abuse, self harm, suicide, sexual assault, rape, eating disorders, strong language, drugs, alcohol fighting, violence, homophobia and sex.

"Why do you put up with me?" "Because you are fire... and I've been cold my whole life." ----------------------- Two assassins, one enemy. l'angelo [the angel], Harley Valencia- no one expects the angle to light the world on fire? the ruthless monstrous cold hearted psycho Bitch. Trained since birth, Harley is the best assassin in the American mafia... possibly the entire mafia kingdom. No one gets on her bad side and gets to live... except him. il diavolo [the devil], Alessandro De Santis- be careful, the devil has a pretty face. a heartless broken bad boy assassin. Harley's one mission she can never successfully complete. Heir to the Italian Mafia, trained killer and sociopath. What will happen when a threat forces the angel and devil to work together? Will they manage to keep from killing each other for their families sake? *************************************************************************************************** MATURE CONTENT! strong sexual content and violence!

[MAJOR EDITING] Aside from her breathtaking beauty and desirable personality the young spy Isabella Garcia is far from lovely. She's intelligent, dangerous, deadly, and positively any villain's worst nightmare. She's placed on a mission going undercover to win the trust and love of the most feared Don, Lorenzo Russo. Only to take down the powerful mafia he's built from nothing. She's determined to take down the handsome, cold, arrogant boss regardless of the tempting lustful desires. ...Or so she thought after one night takes a turn leading the original plan through stressful obstacles. What will happen when the hate and pretending between the two turns into forbidden love? Who will Isabella betray at the end, her agency or her love? ______ His hand remains on the back of my neck, the cold glass brushing my lips, and I drink. The bitter, acidic, tart fruit flavor overpowering the sweet cake. Lorenzo's light eyes darken with fierce, anger as he watches me swallow the wine then finally parting the glass away from my mouth. The cup almost shattering in his hold before letting it go onto the wooden table. His thumb grazed my lips, staining red with the leftover wine. He scans his finger then brings it to his mouth, his blazing look remaining back on me. My stomach is twisting. My universe is spinning with insanity. He speaks low so only we can hear, "Try that again Isabella and I'll have you wishing I poison you." Started 3/5/21

Blake Turner has one goal: survive the next eighteen months, get her diploma, and disappear. Everything else-her boyfriend, her friends, her once-perfect life-is already gone. All that's left is endurance. Eighteen more months of keeping quiet. Of hiding the truth about what happens behind closed doors. Of pretending everything is fine when nothing is. She can make it. She has to. Liam Cole doesn't do attachments. Not when loyalty to his crew is the only thing that's kept him alive these past two years. Dragged into gang life too young, his world is built on violence, loyalty, and nights that end with no names exchanged. His past haunts him. His future? Already decided. His heart? Off-limits. Hardened. Untouchable. But when he crosses paths with the school's most hated outcast-the quiet girl everyone whispers about-everything he thought he knew begins to unravel. But some secrets refuse to stay buried... And when the truth finally breaks free, it leaves no one untouched.

A night of drinking. A one night stand. An agreement. All things which two sworn enemies should never do together, and yet neither can get enough. ** Alexander and Kelsie have been at war since they were kids. They'd never gotten along, and the thought of being intimate with the other was sickening. But one night that ends in a hookup proves to change everything as the pair now find themselves sneaking into broom closets and spending nights in each other's beds. There's only one catch to their newfound agreement - not to fall in love. From their lack of positive feelings, it seemed pretty easy. And yet, the more they touch, the more impossible it seems.

" It started as a dare and became the hard truth " Except this is an emerald tornado, which will break the rules, and destroy all the boundaries between a girl and a boy. A girl and a boy who are nothing but alike will become " Emerald Addicted" couple when they least expected it. ....... " Did you fu*k him, Rene!" Ale asked frustrated at me. " I was drunk..., okay... And he said that I couldn't do it soo..., I.." I did a mistake. I fell into his trap just like the other girls. It was my game to begin with but he chose to play dirty. " Do you know what's about to happen now? " " Nothing, I'm sure he doesn't even remember me.. " In the meantime my phone vibrated and I open the message taping on the screen. It was the photo of me and Chris on the bedroom. Things are about to get hella messy. #1 addicted #1 college #1 richkid