ᴄᴀʀʟ ɢʀɪᴍᴇꜱ x ꜰᴇᴍ!ᴏᴄ ♱ "𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐥𝐨𝐬𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐠 𝐟𝐢𝐫𝐬𝐭 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐢𝐬 𝐬𝐨 𝐩𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐟𝐮𝐥 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐢𝐭 𝐛𝐨𝐫𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐨𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐥𝐮𝐝𝐢𝐜𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐬." - 𝘮𝘢𝘺𝘢 𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘦𝘭𝘰𝘶 ♱ 𝐢𝐧 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐜𝐡 𝐜𝐚𝐫𝐥 𝐠𝐫𝐢𝐦𝐞𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐬𝐲𝐥𝐯𝐢𝐚 𝐦𝐚𝐞 𝐝𝐢𝐱𝐨𝐧 𝐧𝐚𝐯𝐢𝐠𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐫𝐮𝐞𝐥 𝐫𝐞𝐦𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐝𝐲𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐡 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭'𝐬 𝐡𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐛𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐨𝐧 𝐤𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐦. ♱ ᴛᴡᴅ ꜱᴇᴀꜱᴏɴꜱ 4-8

ᴄᴀʀʟ ɢʀɪᴍᴇꜱ x ꜰᴇᴍ!ᴏᴄ ♱ 𝐢𝐧 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐜𝐡 𝐜𝐚𝐫𝐥 𝐠𝐫𝐢𝐦𝐞𝐬 𝐢𝐬 𝐥𝐞𝐟𝐭 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐝𝐞𝐚𝐝, 𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐜𝐮𝐞𝐝 𝐛𝐲 𝐚 𝐬𝐞𝐜𝐥𝐮𝐝𝐞𝐝 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐦𝐮𝐧𝐢𝐭𝐲, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐧𝐮𝐫𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐛𝐚𝐜𝐤 𝐭𝐨 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐥𝐭𝐡 𝐛𝐲 𝐚 𝐝𝐨𝐞 𝐞𝐲𝐞𝐝 𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐥. 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐞𝐝𝐞𝐧 𝐬𝐚𝐟𝐞 𝐳𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐬𝐞𝐞𝐦𝐬 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐯𝐞𝐧 𝐨𝐧 𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐡. (𝐢𝐭'𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐭.) ♱ ᴛᴡᴅ ᴀʟᴛᴇʀɴᴀᴛɪᴠᴇ ᴛɪᴍᴇʟɪɴᴇ ᴀᴋᴀ ᴄᴀʀʟ ꜱᴜʀᴠɪᴠᴇᴅ

ᴄᴀʀʟ ɢʀɪᴍᴇꜱ x ɴᴇɢᴀɴ'ꜱ ᴅᴀᴜɢʜᴛᴇʀ ♱ 𝐢𝐧 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐜𝐡 𝐚 𝐠𝐢𝐫𝐥 𝐢𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐰𝐢𝐞𝐥𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐚𝐭 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐚𝐯𝐢𝐨𝐫𝐬. 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐨𝐲 𝐜𝐚𝐧'𝐭 𝐡𝐞𝐥𝐩 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐟𝐞𝐞𝐥 𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞𝐝. 𝐨𝐧 𝐚𝐧𝐲 𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐨𝐜𝐜𝐚𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧, 𝐢𝐧 𝐚𝐧𝐲 𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐥𝐝, 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐦𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐟𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐧 𝐢𝐧 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐭𝐨𝐨 𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐢𝐥𝐲. 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐢𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐝𝐢𝐝𝐧'𝐭. ♱ ᴛᴡᴅ ꜱᴇᴀꜱᴏɴꜱ 7-8

𝐁𝐎𝐎𝐊 𝐓𝐖𝐎 (repost) 𝐢𝐧𝐟𝐞𝐫𝐧𝐨 (𝘯.) /ɪnˈfəːnəʊ/ a large fire that is dangerously out of control. . 𝐙𝐀𝐊𝐀𝐑𝐈𝐀 𝐂𝐇𝐑𝐈𝐒𝐓 the poet. His weapon is his word, and he'll slay you with his tongue. After undergoing severe trauma from his childhood, Zakaria shows sign of psychopathy. His brother have exiled him, after a failed attempt at getting his soon-to-be-sister in law to fall in love with him. He's locked up in an asylum, where he stares at the same things all day. Until 𝘴𝘩𝘦 enters his room. A consultant. A psychiatrist. Zakaria has to learn to chose between his freedom, or love. Which one will he choose? 𝐃𝐄𝐕𝐈𝐍𝐀 𝐁𝐀𝐐𝐑𝐈 the psychiatrist. Her entire life is deidcated to helping those, in the same way she felt she needed as a child. Always kept in the dark, born to please her parents, married for convenience, Devina finds herself in a tricky situation when she's stuck between choosing her line of work, or lust. As Devina tries and figure her head out, she gets lost in the maze of her consciousness, and finds herself not being able to separate the depths of her imagination and reality. But, is someone behind the sudden mind-games? .

"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

SEQUEL TO DUPLICITY. Complicity- to be involved with others in illegal activity or wrongdoing. After sacrificing herself for Harry's freedom, Aven Brooks is no longer the innocent photographer with big dreams and a bigger heart. Now under the notorious control of Malikai, she becomes brainwashed into being the perfect asset for his organized crime. Harry, a fugitive, spends his days trying to find his angel and reap her out the path he once walked. When that stroke of luck comes his way, he smacks into the harsh reality to what she's actually become. Needless to say, she's no longer an angel. ALL RIGHTS RESERVED TO @HAPPYDAYS1D ALLOWING NO TRANSLATIONS. CONTAINS MATURE LANGUAGE, SEXUAL CONTENT, DRUG USE, VIOLENCE, AND MENTAL HEALTH. READ AT OWN RISK!

❝he lost his family, and she lost her mind.❞ © red-thunder 2016. All Rights Reserved. MATURE CONTENT. AGES FOURTEEN PLUS.

"Who's that over there?" The man looked at me like I was from outer space, or perhaps like I lived under a rock, maybe a mixture of both. "Him? They call him Full Throttle," he chuckled with a hint of nervousness in his voice. I scrunched my nose up in confusion. "Why?" The man threw his head back and laughed before answering me. "Because he doesn't hold back. He does everything at full speed... racing, girls, and-" the man cut himself off, seeking as though he was catching himself spilling a secret. "And what?" "Don't worry about it." THIS BOOK IS PURELY A WORK OF FICTION! The characters in it are in NO way a representation of the people chosen to play them. It is merely a story, and they fit the physical description best for their characters. The characters I have created are completely fictional, and in no way relate to my thoughts and or feelings about the people I have chosen to play said characters! || THIS BOOK CONTAINS MATURE AND EXPLICIT CONTENT, PLEASE READ AT YOUR OWN RISK || HIGHEST RANKINGS: -#1 in hs -#1 in fiction -#1 in racing -#1in dragracing -#2 in harrystyles -#4 in youngadult -#5 in onedirection -#19 in cars -#31 in gangs -#57 in fighting -#64 in harry -#111 in drama -#461 in love

*Story Contains Mature and Explicit Content* [COMPLETED] "Strangers in the dark can change your life in the light." "As I reach the front door I can't help the same question swimming around in my mind, what could possibly be on all of those tapes?" ----- Preview: "You wanna try and be my medicine Abby?" he asks with a deep testing tone, keeping his voice quiet. "I can try" I breathe out as I gulp when his grip tightens "Try me" His hand slides up my throat, his long fingers wrapping tight around my jaw "That's what you really want?" I nod, as I sigh out a shallow yes, and I see every muscle in his body tense, as he wets his lips; hoarsely murmuring his next sentence like its his last try at making me change my mind. "I'm dangerous Abby, this is your last chance, tried to warn you" My stomach twists and knots, as I use every ounce of bravery I have. "Prove it then" ----- Book Started : DEC 2018 - COMPLETED MAY 2019