𝗧𝗮𝗹𝗲 𝗼𝗳 𝗗𝗲𝗮𝘁𝗵 & 𝗛𝗶𝘀 𝗽𝗿𝗶𝗻𝗰𝗲𝘀𝘀 Revenge Countless souls have fallen prey to its grasp, their lives shattered as deeply as those they sought to harm, if not more so. For most, mere death isn't the end It's not enough to satiate their thirst They crave retribution, wish for something beyond the grave. They want misery upon those who've wronged them. Long for the torment of those who've wounded them But at the end of the day, it's merely a wish, A burning desire for- well, nothing realistic, really For they are weak. Powerless Some may even deem them useless But then, there exist the select few- those who refuse to settle for anything less than the worst, denying death's grasp to unleash a living hell upon their enemies, Those who take matters into their own hands, seizing control & becoming the architects of their own vengeance, Now those, those are dangerous. For in their eyes, the concept of contentment is a foreign notion, replaced by a searing ache for more- More agony, despair. More misery, more wails. More destruction, chaos. People like him, they feed off of fear, thrive in causing pain. They're cunning, calculating, heartless But frankly, even the most twisted of them seem like harmless amateurs in comparison to him. He reeks of death Exudes darkness, sorrow Death is all that shadows his steps, making his existence a reminder of the inevitable fate that awaits his victims. And whispers in the Russian underworld speak of him as Mors- The god of death So, what happens when a girl, who abandoned her family, her life & the very empire bestowed upon her- just to escape the sight of death, catches the eyes of the reaper? What happens when he pulls her into the abyss of his world, intent on destroying all she has fought to be in pursuit of vengeance? And what happens when, as the day wanes, the embodiment of her deepest fear captures her eyes as well?

When Sophie Swan moves to Forks with her younger sister Bella for her final year of high school, she expects rain, quiet days, and being seen only as the new girl. She does not expect Emmett Cullen. Emmett is impossible to ignore. He is warm when he should be distant, playful when he should not care, and protective in ways Sophie cannot explain. One moment he draws her in, the next he pulls away, leaving her with more questions than answers. From the beginning, Sophie feels a pull toward him she cannot name, something steady and inescapable, like gravity itself. The closer they grow, the heavier it becomes. Forks is full of secrets, and Emmett Cullen is one of them. Sophie is determined to uncover the truth, even if it means stepping into a world she never meant to be part of. Some forces are stronger than choice. Some connections cannot be escaped. Disclaimer: I do not own Twilight or its characters. All original characters and the Twilight universe belong to Stephenie Meyer. I only own my original characters, including Sophie Swan, Amber Robinson, Ella Hastings, Connor Burns, and Kyle Evans. This story is a work of fanfiction created for entertainment purposes only. Author's Note: This story may contain mature themes, violence, sexual situations, and character death. Please read at your own discretion. Translations: If you're interested in translating Gravity into another language, please reach out to me first before starting a translation. Thank you so much for your support!

{𝘉𝘖𝘖𝘒 𝘖𝘕𝘌 𝘖𝘍 𝘛𝘏𝘌 𝘓𝘖𝘝𝘌𝘓𝘌𝘚𝘚 𝘛𝘙𝘐𝘓𝘖𝘎𝘠} Ria Romano knew hurt like the back of her hand. She was dealt her fair share of bad cards, more than anyone so young should have to face. A cynical girl riddled with the remnants of her past, a shattered sort of soul. She concealed like it was second nature; her instinct being to suppress. She'd offer you a cigarette with a shrug while you were crying because she never was too great with affection. She didn't smile so often but when she did and it was directed at you, you'd never feel such satisfaction. I was told Aria preferred to be alone, isolated; clouding her mind with inhales of her cigarette and drowning it in alcohol. Until she was dealt her good card, out of the pack of bad. They had a love beautiful enough to last a lifetime, the type directors desire to capture and authors aspire to write. Two souls, shattered by the cruelty of the world time and time again with flames that rekindled each others. They were each other's oxygen. They breathed life back into each other, those two insomniacs. <3

"You're going to let me fuck you like a good girl?" he asks and leans down, "Because you are, aren't you? A good girl?" . . . Elena Amoretto has always been smitten by the one and only, Ares Aetos. For three years, she's adored him from afar. Admiring the god of war and falling deeper into her obsession. While Ares can't seem to stand her. Where she's infatuated with him, he merely acknowledges her existence. While being the center of the spotlight herself. As the front woman of the rising band Icarus, Elena has to face the world while struggling with anxiety. To make matters worse, Ares is the drummer of the band rivaling hers, Dopamine. And just as fate would have it, his band and hers are touring together. She's supposed to hate him. But how could she? When all she does is drown in the blue of his eyes and willingly dies at the ruthless hands of Ares? The god of war who brings her down on her knees while she blissfully falls into his melancholy.

𝖼𝗁𝗋𝗂𝗌𝗍𝗆𝖺𝗌 𝗅𝗈𝗏𝖾 𝗌𝗍𝗈𝗋𝗒. 𝘧𝘦𝘢𝘳 𝘭𝘢𝘴𝘵𝘴 𝘭𝘰𝘯𝘨𝘦𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘯 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦 𝟤𝟢𝟤𝟧， 𝐊𝐈𝐂𝐊𝐘𝐀𝐃𝐎𝐎𝐑 𝖠𝗅𝗅 𝖱𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗍𝗌 𝖱𝖾𝗌𝖾𝗋𝗏𝖾𝖽．

"You know how special you gotta be to change a nigga like me? Huh?" He tilted her head back to make her look at him, and a faint smile grew on her face as he wiped her cheeks. "My own grandparents couldn't do it for me and I loved them more than anything. You the one for me ma. That's why I ain't told you everything yet 'cause I don't wanna run you away. I need you." He laid his forehead against hers, gently kissing her lips. "Nobody will ever believe that King Von from O Block be crying to me like this." She smiled as she gazed into his red eyes, and he chuckled, nodding in agreement. "I ain't King Von wit' you. Just love." He kissed her cheek next, and her smile grew as her arms tightened around him for a warm hug.

Quando 𝑻𝒂𝒍𝒊𝒂 𝑫𝒂𝒓𝒏𝒆𝒍𝒍 legge ad alta voce un libro misterioso, libera 𝑲𝒊𝒂𝒏 𝑨𝒛𝒂𝒓, un uomo oscuro e pericoloso che non dovrebbe esistere al di fuori delle pagine. Intrappolati insieme in un mondo che non li vuole, Talia e Kian si ritrovano a lottare tra desiderio e distruzione. Ogni parola pronunciata li avvicina, ma più lo fanno, più rischiano di perdere il controllo. E in un gioco dove le storie si scrivono da sole, dovranno decidere se vivere il loro amore proibito o lasciarlo morire tra le righe. Ma Kian non è l'unico ad essere uscito da quel libro. Qualcun altro è fuggito tra le ombre... E non ha la minima intenzione di ritornarci. 𝑨𝒍𝒄𝒖𝒏𝒆 𝒔𝒕𝒐𝒓𝒊𝒆 𝒏𝒐𝒏 𝒗𝒐𝒈𝒍𝒊𝒐𝒏𝒐 𝒆𝒔𝒔𝒆𝒓𝒆 𝒓𝒂𝒄𝒄𝒐𝒏𝒕𝒂𝒕𝒆. 𝑨𝒍𝒕𝒓𝒆, 𝒗𝒐𝒈𝒍𝒊𝒐𝒏𝒐 𝒔𝒐𝒍𝒐 𝒆𝒔𝒔𝒆𝒓𝒆 𝒂𝒎𝒂𝒕𝒆. 𝐓𝐔𝐓𝐓𝐈 𝐈 𝐃𝐈𝐑𝐈𝐓𝐓𝐈 𝐑𝐈𝐒𝐄𝐑𝐕𝐀𝐓𝐈. copertina a cura di @museegraphic

Un dolce nasino all'insù, delle labbra da far invidia e degli occhi da gatta verdi che ti rapiscono, Questa è Kimberly Evans, una diciannovenne incasinata pronta a rivoluzionare la sua vita. Dopo essersi ricongiunta al padre, dal quale si era separata alla nascita, deciderà di trasferirsi con lui, nell'affollatissima città che non dorme mai, New York. Kim conoscerà nuovi aspetti della sua vita,sia brutti che belli. Imparerà che esistono grandi amici ma anche grandi nemici. Imparerà che esiste l'odio ma anche l'amore e l'amicizia. Questa storia racchiude tantissimi colpi di scena, misteri ed emozioni. Il tutto alimentato dal Bad boy della scuola,nonché migliore amico del fratellastro di Kim, Travis Scott. Travis Scott è un tipetto tutto pepe, nonostante sia già fidanzato,ogni sera, ha una ragazza diversa tra le lenzuola e un nuovo nemico con cui fare a botte. Ma tutto avrà una svolta quando Travis imparerà a conoscere Kim e perderà completamente la ragione di fronte ai sentimenti che prova per lei, arrivando a fare di tutto pur di tenerla stretta a se, ma si sa, tutti nascondono dei segreti. Travis è il ragazzo giusto per Kim o lei si ritroverà in una situazione più grande del previsto? Si dice che i segreti hanno il potere di unire le persone, ma anche quello di separarle per sempre. Sarà il loro caso?

Lydia's a freshman in college and with a possessive boyfriend over three thousand miles away, she's hardly getting through the first semester. But then she meets Stiles Stilinski with his bad boy smirk and smartass attitude. She loves to hate him and he loves to rile her. An enemies to friends, friends to something and something to a whole lot more.

A Portland, in una sera di fine maggio, Evelyn raggiunge il limite. È ancora troppo giovane, eppure dentro di sé custodisce un buio che non dovrebbe appartenerle. In preda alla disperazione, tenta il suicidio nel silenzio della sua cameretta. Il gesto fallisce, lasciando dietro di sé solo dolore, smarrimento e un padre che non sa più come aiutarla. Nel tentativo di offrirle una possibilità concreta di guarigione, l'uomo decide di portarla in Inghilterra, alla Bucolic Clinic: una delle strutture psichiatriche private più rinomate e inaccessibili del Paese. Circondata da un team di specialisti e da altri ragazzi in cerca di salvezza, Evelyn intraprende un lento e faticoso percorso di rinascita. Troverà volti amici e spalle su cui piangere, ma anche lui: Aiden, un ragazzo tenebroso e dai modi scostanti. Quando tutto sembra finalmente prendere una piega positiva, episodi inquietanti del passato e strani eventi del presente iniziano a gettare ombre sulla tranquillità apparente della clinica.