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After their first meeting, Tyler wants nothing more than to put the arrogant Jared in his place. The man seems to think that he is an irresponsible brat. Unintentionally he gets more and more involved in the world of Jared, who turns out is an actual Prince. An antique medallion, that gives Tyler a privileged position in the family, places him in the midst of a political power struggle. Their forbidden love evolves into a passionate affair. Under these extreme circumstances Tyler is forced to make tough decisions and risk his future with Jared.

"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

"you have two choice. 1:stay here and live happily. 2:die if you don't wanna choose yourself"

" 𝐇𝐄 𝐆𝐀𝐕𝐄 𝐔𝐒 𝐇𝐈𝐒 𝐒𝐎𝐔𝐋 𝐃𝐔𝐇𝐇 " -btsxnamjoon.

"Let's forget about it." "I'm sorry, I can't." Started: 26/10/20 Finished: 12/07/21

It was nothing...except that you were in love with your bully , the one with the cute dimple. [Short Story] Kim namjoon x M!reader | cover by @retrohobi <3 [#𝟐 𝐢𝐧 𝐧𝐚𝐦𝐣𝐨𝐨𝐧𝐱𝐦𝐚𝐥𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫] [#𝟏𝟔𝟐 𝐢𝐧 𝐤𝐧𝐣 \\ 𝟎𝟒𝟏𝟓𝟐𝟎] [#𝟐 𝐢𝐧 𝐛𝐭𝐬𝐟𝐚𝐧𝐟𝐢𝐜 \\ 𝟎𝟓𝟎𝟒𝟐𝟎] Started: 03/29/20 Completed: 05/02/20 📍This book contains violence , so please do not read any further if you're not comfortable with that !! 📍 ★彡 Vote and comment please! ★彡 ©️ 2020 -minserendipity

"You should stop smoking." She said "Shut up." He said. //in which a girl found herself involved with a guy who she never thought she would be friends with.

"I was so selfish."