{ 𝖲𝖤𝖠𝖲𝖮𝖭 𝟦 - 𝖲𝖤𝖠𝖲𝖮𝖭 𝟣𝟣 } ❝ 𝐀𝐧𝐝 𝐡𝐨𝐰 𝐨𝐝𝐝 𝐢𝐬 𝐢𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐞 𝐡𝐚𝐮𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐛𝐲 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐰𝐡𝐨'𝐬 𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐚𝐥𝐢𝐯𝐞 ❞ Vera Smith, a girl who believed she had lost everything to the dead, finds herself walking to find supposed sanctuary at a place called Terminus. But when she, and her new friend Caleb, discover the truths behind it-they get locked away into an old boxcar with no way out and no hope for survival. They were both completely done for, at least until they discover that another group was locked away with them. But what happens your past comes back to haunt you in ways you could never imagine; and drastically hurt the people you've grown to love. 𝗇 𝖾 𝗀 𝖺 𝗇 𝗌 𝗆 𝗂 𝗍 𝗁 ' 𝗌 𝖽 𝖺 𝗎 𝗀 𝗁 𝗍 𝖾 𝗋 f o u n d f a m i l y

"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

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