"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

Twenty-one and ready to take on the world, orphan Lizzie Gold didn't expect her chance encounter with a stranger to lead to a damnable task - to take down a rising business tycoon. Ryan Pierce - her viciously handsome target and her new boss - might seem easy to break but he is anything but. Their attraction is fatal, so are his dirty propositions to possess her body. Lizzie is ready to sell herself as long as it pays her adoptive father's debt. What goes out of hand though are the feelings that every moment between the sheets creates... *** WATTPAD HQ FEATURED - Work Days, Billionaire Nights Fresh Beginnings [18+] - contains explicit sexual content and strong language

"𝘐 𝘸𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥𝘯'𝘵 𝘴𝘩𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘢 𝘣𝘦𝘥 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘯 𝘪𝘧 𝘮𝘺 𝘭𝘪𝘧𝘦 𝘥𝘦𝘱𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘦𝘥 𝘰𝘯 𝘪𝘵,"𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘱𝘪𝘵𝘴. 𝘈 𝘴𝘰𝘧𝘵 𝘤𝘩𝘶𝘤𝘬𝘭𝘦 𝘦𝘴𝘤𝘢𝘱𝘦𝘴 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘭𝘪𝘱𝘴. "𝘠𝘰𝘶'𝘳𝘦 𝘴𝘩𝘢𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝙖 𝙨𝙩𝙖𝙜𝙚 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘮𝘦," 𝘩𝘦 𝘳𝘦𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘥𝘴 𝘢𝘴 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘤𝘩𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘪𝘱𝘴 𝘵𝘰𝘸𝘢𝘳𝘥𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘩𝘦𝘭𝘭 𝘰𝘧 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘦𝘢𝘳 ,"𝘛𝘩𝘢𝘵'𝘴 𝘢 𝙬𝙝𝙤𝙡𝙚 𝙡𝙤𝙩 𝘧𝘶𝘤𝘬𝘪𝘯' 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘴𝘦." Billie Fields and her band girlcrush must share a stage with alternative's notorious band Grand Motel for a summer long tour. Little does she know that the lead singer Ezra Moore is worse than the tabloids make him out to be. While this is just another gig for Grand Motel, girlcrush's continued popularity is riding on the success of this tour. Can the two stubborn singers make it through the summer without tearing each other apart? 𝐏𝐔𝐁𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐇𝐄𝐃: 09/17/21 𝐂𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐋𝐄𝐓𝐄𝐃: 03/18/22 𝐇𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐄𝐒𝐓 𝐑𝐀𝐍𝐊𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒: #1 in Rivals #1 in Rivalry #1 in Rockstar #1 in Bad Reputation #1 in Band Members #1 in Enemies with Benefits #1 in On Tour #1 in Band #1 in Bands #3 in Addiction #3 in Celebrity #3 in Enemies to Lovers #3 in New #6 in Singer #9 in Music #10 in Slow Burn

" W..what are you-" " Do you want me to show all those people who you belong to the easy way or the hard way?" He says deeply, a dark look in his eyes as he looks down at my lips then back to my eyes. I feel my heart start to beat insanely fast at his close presence, the smell of his expensive cologne intoxicating me, almost like he was trying to lure me into his lips. • Sofia Novikov, youngest daughter of the Russian Mafia leader was kept away from the public eye her whole life. Her sister Anastasia Novikov however was always in the spotlight. With her perfect figure and personality everyone adored her. She was the sunshine and could do anything you could think of, she was everything any girl wished to be. What happens when ruthless and cold hearted Italian Mafia leader Connor Agosti is to be arranged in a marriage with one of the Novikov sister?

Nicholas Salvatore the heir to the Salvatore's throne. Born with a diamond spoon in his mouth, he basically had everything in the palm of his hand. A player with the body of a Greek God and face liked a model, the new Don changed women like they were his toys. His hands scarred from murders, dangers lingered wherever he went, his aura had everyone feared his presence. What happened when he met his match? The first woman he wanted but couldn't have. Anastasia Rayne was born to be a killing machine of her father. Trained to seduce and murder since before she even knew what lipstick was, she was a mafia princess after all. The goddess with a figure of an hour glass and eyes that bewitched every guys under her spell. She came to England for a mission under her father command with a perfect plan under her sleeves. A plan that crumbled the moment she met a pair of grey eyes. • book two of the Salvatore's series (can read as a stand-alone) • all images in the book don't belong to me, credit to the rightful owners • cover by @myyyraaa_

"You're all I could think about, all day." His voice is low as his lips linger by my ear, his hands trailing down the sides of my body. Slowly. Teasingly. My breathing is heavier than it was a moment ago and I can feel the heat rushing to my cheeks. My heart is pounding so hard that I wouldn't be surprised if he could hear it too. "Just admit it, Sel. I'm the only one that can make you feel this way." _______________ Selena Jacobs. Smart, sensitive and taking the modelling world by storm. With her career really taking off, she thinks it's all mapped out from here onwards. But is it? Well, the arrogant Hollywood heartthrob Zach Evans sweeping in as her knight in shining Armani certainly wasn't part of the plan. Copyright © Thatdaydreamer_ 2015-2021 All rights reserved

"Curiosity killed the kitty Miss Adams." My body stiffened. Slowly I turned around just to see Mr. Parker standing in front of me with hands in his trouser pockets. I bit my lip. I thought he would be angry but when I looked at him. His face showed no emotion. He then started walking towards me I moved back. This continued until my back hit the door. Then he placed his one hand on my side, leaning forward, close to me. "What was rule number three Miss Adams." His face was extremely close to mine my breath got hitched. I couldn't answer his question why? Because I was more focused in the distance between us. "I asked you something Miss Adams." He said again. "T-That t-there a-are prohibited areas i-in the house where I shouldn't g-go." "It seems like you remember the rules. This room is one of those prohibited areas. So, from next time think before you put yourself into trouble." I just stared at his eyes. I was lost in those pair of sea-coloured eyes. No other guy has ever affected me this much as Mr. Parker. I get nervous around him. I don't know what this feeling is but this feeling is different. A feeling that I have never felt for anyone. "Understood?" he said again. I nodded. "Yes Mr. Parker." ***************** Liam Parker, 25 year old billionaire. Arrogant, handsome, ruthless, the only thing matters to him is his son and his work. Bella Adams, 24 year old simple and bubbly girl, who lives with her Nanny in an orphanage. What will happen when Bella comes as a babysitter of Liam's son? Let's find out in the story.....

After being involved with a cold-hearted mafia boss, Robyn Lehman decides its time to run. Little did she know, she was carrying the future heir to his entire empire. Will he find her again? Or will she stay hidden forever? =+=+=+=+=+=+=+=+=+=+=+=+=+=+= He got up from the bed, pulling up his pants and not taking a glance at me. I lay in the sheets, still dazed by what we had just done. "Get up." He barks, making me jump a bit. I was confused beyond belief. Just moments ago he was making love to me... I did as he said, wrapping the loose sheet around my body, he continued to glare as I did so, and I made my way to his side of the bed. He held out a hand, an angry look on his face. "Don't. Just go. This was a mistake, and it won't happen again." He mutters coldly. I feel my face heating up and my eyes welling with tears. "Oh.." I stare at him, my emotions beginning to be hard to keep in. He laughs, shaking his head. "You thought I cared?" He let out a loud chuckle. "You mean nothing to me. Now go to your room, I don't want to see you in here again."

Scarlett and Nate are the epitome of "right person, wrong time", and two years after their one night together, Scarlett sees him interviewing for his album about the night they met in order to find her, and she finds herself taking the chance she didn't two years ago. ***** When Scarlett's dad dies during her senior year of college, all she wants is to be someone else for one night. When she meets a mysterious boy, that seems entirely possible. They both agree that for the next few hours, they're 'Quinn' and 'Mason'. But to truly let go and not worry about their futures, they vow to never see each other again. Two years later, Scarlett owns a bakery in New York City and is living her dream. But despite all of this, she's never been able to let 'Mason' go, and a part of her regrets their vow to never see each other again. So, when she sees 'Mason', who turns out to be the up-and-coming singer Nate Cameron, on her television interviewing for his debut album "Quinn", with songs about the night they met, she knows she has to take the chance she didn't take two years ago. Watty's Romance Winner 2021 Being published by W by Wattpad Books Book One of the "Just For" Series. Approximately 80k words

|| Highest Rank - #3 in Teen Fiction || Amanda thought she had found the love of her life. She had everything perfectly planned out; the university she would attend, the car she would drive, the house she would own, the place she would get married and even the money she would earn. Much to her dismay, all her plans went straight down the drain when she caught her golden boy in bed with someone else. She thinks she is the only person who feels absolutely devastated, but she is proven wrong when, one night, a certain bad boy knocks on her door. Now what could a six foot tall, arrogant jerk want from her? Isn't it obvious? He wants revenge. - Cover by @-belllawrites Copyright © by Laylaa Khan