𝐄𝐕𝐄

𝐄𝐕𝐄

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❝ 𝐖𝐇𝐀𝐓 𝐈𝐒 𝐋𝐈𝐅𝐄, 𝐈𝐅 𝐍𝐎𝐓 𝐀 𝐆𝐀𝐌𝐄 𝐎𝐅 𝐒𝐄𝐃𝐔𝐂𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍? ❞ 𝐀 𝐍𝐎𝐓-𝐒𝐎-𝐈𝐍𝐍𝐎𝐂𝐄𝐍𝐓 sin gets 𝐄𝐯𝐞 in trouble after years of escaping the sharp claws of the consequences her actions carried, now more wicked than ever. Faced with a reality she had done enough running away from, Eve is doomed to repeat the sins she had thought were conquered as familiar Christian values follow her hurried steps towards a path of deceit and destruction. 𝐀𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐥𝐨 𝐂𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐫 embodied the role of God's Messenger perfectly, presenting himself as a slice of heaven - though one that seemed to be hiding more than he let on. To him, Eve was more than just the embodiment of a deathly sin, more than a distraction from familiar teachings; she was his official fall from grace. Named after the woman who was thought to doom the simple existence of humankind, 𝐄𝐯𝐞 𝐌𝐚𝐝𝐝𝐞𝐧 was more than ready to live up to her reputation. ❝ 𝐈𝐍 𝐖𝐇𝐈𝐂𝐇 𝐒𝐈𝐍𝐍𝐄𝐑𝐒 𝐀𝐑𝐄 𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄𝐃 𝐁𝐘 𝐒𝐀𝐈𝐍𝐓𝐒. ❞ 𝐏𝐔𝐁𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐇𝐄𝐃: 22 May 2022 𝐂𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐋𝐄𝐓𝐄𝐃: ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━
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"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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