"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

Emerald Blackwood was the girl who had nothing. Mattheo Riddle was the boy who had something just not what he wanted. Together they made the killer duo. Will it all end at love or war? *Enemies to Lovers* Most Impressive Rankings #6 in book #1 in book #4 in Emerald #61 in killer

"You're a demon! pretending to be the pretty little angel everyone loves!"

"hold me like i'm more than just a friend" drew starkey x oc

IN WHICH a young rising star makes her way into the big screen when she gets casted in netflix's hit show outer banks and slowly starts falling for the pretty boy. outer banks, social media fic drew starkey x fem!oc ©2021, anqelitas RANKINGS #1 in obx #1 in drewstarkey #1 in drew #1 in starkey #1 in rafe #1 in rudy #1 in rudypankow #1 in chasestokes #1 in naileadevora #1 in nailea #1 in madison #1 in jonathan #1 in things #1 in actress #1 in crush #1 in insta #1 in instagram #1 in socialmedia #1 in fanfiction

"You did it dude. You're in the big league now." "What makes you say that?" "You're literally hanging out with Drew fucking Starkey." - Mallory is a college student who moves to Los Angeles to complete an internship for her last semester. Alone in a big city, she wonders how she's ever going to make it on her own. Until a time comes where she doesn't have to. Drew Starkey, America's current heartthrob, lives in Los Angeles with some of his closest friends. Having no interest in being in a relationship, his mind immediately changes when a blonde beauty runs into him. Life is crazy, and the two people don't realize that until they run into each other, changing their lives forever. *I do NOT own any rights or names related to the Netflix show Outer Banks. This is just a fictional story for fun* ~COVER BY @dummysciles

It's the summer after high school graduation. Olivia Routledge was expecting to party and have the time of her life with her friends. That is until she found herself falling in love with the king of the kooks. Author's Note- This story includes some of the characters and places from the Netflix tv series Outer Banks. This does not follow the same storyline or events as the show. There will be some places and characters in this story that I have made up on my own. In this story the Pogues are now all 18 and have just finished their senior year of high school. I've decided to make Rafe 20 years old so that there is just a 2 year age gap instead of 4.

❝You're hot for a Pogue❞ // He was like a surge, the sudden and powerful movement dragging me back in, I knew the things he had done and was doing was wrong. But I found myself constantly going back for more. But that wasn't a mistake.

𝑺𝒉𝒆 𝒘𝒂𝒔 𝒍𝒊𝒌𝒆 𝒂 𝒅𝒓𝒖𝒈 𝒕𝒐 𝒉𝒊𝒎. 𝑶𝒏𝒆 𝒉𝒆 𝒄𝒐𝒖𝒍𝒅𝒏'𝒕 𝒒𝒖𝒊𝒕 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒐𝒏𝒆 𝒏𝒐 𝒐𝒏𝒆 𝒆𝒍𝒔𝒆 𝒄𝒐𝒖𝒍𝒅 𝒉𝒂𝒗𝒆 Rafe Cameron, the infamous Prince of Kooks despised Pogues. Especially his little sister's best friend Evelyn Banks; a girl who makes him feel things he hasn't felt before. "In which Rafe Cameron shares a love hate relationship with a Pogue"

││when y/n meets a germaphobe │✧ that accidentally sprays her ➴ ✿ with repellent on their first meeting ᨳ 佐久早 聖臣 ‧ 𝙥𝙧𝙚𝙫𝙞𝙚𝙬 ﹕ from 𝗼𝗻𝗲 ⊹ y/n pointed aggressively at her face. ❝ do i look like a cockroach to you? ❞ ❝ if i were to be honest? ❞ he paused. she waited. he tilted his head. as y/n's face eased into a genuine smile, the boy nodded convincingly. ❝ yeah. yeah you do. ❞ ⍣ ―☆ᵎᵎ : 𝗵𝗮𝗹𝗳 𝘁𝗲𝘅𝘁 𝗳𝗶𝗰 ⋆ 🏹☁