Two guarded souls who recognize the ache in each other, trying not to fall too hard but drawn together anyway. Their love simmers beneath the surface-fierce, quiet, and complicated. He's her storm in silence; she's his peace in chaos *Unedited 𝑷𝑼𝑹𝑷𝑳𝑬𝑹𝑨𝑨𝑰𝑵 _® Started: 12/13/22 Published: 12/23/22 End: 12/29/23

"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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Editing/ first story being published ] try it:) Can He handle all The Evil and Temptation she brings for him? Or will She stop her ways just for him? I wouldn't hold my breathe , everything always takes a dark turn. [ story is written from thoughts & real life situations] + 18 + plottwist

This book contains mature themes "And there Vincent was, between my legs, licking me senseless. His eyes were crazed, like he was about to devour me. Just the thought of that push me closer to my finish." She was never meant to see his work. He was never meant to let anyone in. Jade's life is loud, curated, and easy on the surface. Art class is just another requirement - until she's paired with Vincent Calder, the quiet boy who disappears into empty rooms and draws like he's stripping people bare. What starts as tutoring turns into something far more dangerous: being truly seen. Vincent doesn't draw what people want to show. He draws what they hide. And when Jade stumbles across the side of his art no one else has ever seen, the lines between subject and artist begin to blur. Slow burn. Intimate tension. Unspoken desire. This is a story about restraint, vulnerability, and the moment you realise someone is looking at you differently than anyone ever has before. Updates twice weekly!

Valisia Ivory was the star of North Haven Academy. As the school's top gymnast, she had talent, confidence, and a shot at nationals. But there was just one problem. She was failing half her classes, and if she didn't turn things around fast, she could kiss her gymnastics career goodbye. Nash Warner was- wanted to be invisible. Quiet, awkward, and painfully unsocial, he was more comfortable buried in a textbook than anywhere near the spotlight. But he had a problem of his own: a hopeless crush on Valisia's best friend, a girl way out of his league. Seeking out a tutor, she finds none other than Nash Warner. She over hears him saying he's looking for a job, and shes got just the offer. If he tutors her, she'll help him with her best friend and with the money.

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"Who do you think you are? You are just some nerd." He sneered at me, looking down at me like he already owned this place. I chuckled at his ignorance, "Honey, I'm the nerd who rules the school." ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ You know those cliché stories where it is either 'player and nerd', 'bad boy and nerd', 'bad girl and nerd', 'bad girl and bad boy' etc. What do all those have in common? Well, there's always a nerd that's weak and bullied. That's either the damsel in distress or she suddenly turns badass. But sorry to say, my story is completely different. People fear me, no one dares to bully me, even the cheerleaders and our school's star quarterback bow down to me. Oh you think I'm the 'bad girl'? Sorry, but I'm the nerd who rules the school. Cover credits to the incredible and awesome @hardcore_fangurl

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