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Elite [Coming Soon]
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𝐁𝐮𝐫𝐲 𝐀 𝐅𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝
"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 WARNConcluida
Chance Encounters
Life is made of a million tiny choices. Some choices are minute. Some change the course of time. The day of his first encounter he was at this lowest. The day of their second encounter, she learned how to smile. All of their encounters have led them to a point, neither of them thought possible. Were they all by chance? Or by fate's grand design? {Explicit adult scenes are throughout. Please read responsibly}
Heaven Gilded Zarcroft Hybrid
[CANCELLED AND MOVED] "Were you able to get out of bed this morning?" he asked, staring into the water. His voice was soothing, with the rasp of a fire. "I..." My breathing spiked. "I don't remember. I think so. I'm here now, right?" "But did you have the will?" ***I will also be posting this story on Royal Road from now onConcluida
Diary Of A Dreamer II
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Ocean Eyes
Evangeline McLester had a normal life. Senior year...good grades...solid group of friends. Everything was going great for her until she met Asher. At first glance, he seems like a normal guy. But as Evangeline gets to know him, she finds out things that she didn't even know was possible.Concluida
A Strange Life
Awoken in a strange new world, an unknown girl from another dimension wakes up in the woods with no memory of who she is. Embarking on a journey through the unknown, she ends up becoming drawn to Jacob. A human with a strange connection with the supernatural. The death of his friend, Grace had awoken something in Jacob's hometown. He could feel the atmosphere around him changed as things started becoming strange. Sensing dark power lurking around him, the girl used what power she had to help him and his family. While keeping herself a secret from society. As she struggles to remember who she is, she desires to live the normal life she was given with Jacob. But it's impossible to escape the darkness to come.Concluida
Everything Ripples
It all began at the lake. The clear water, the hidden secrets, the ever present memories; they all stay there. One lake, one summer, one lifetime. The visions of that time still ever present in our minds, reminding us, tempting us. We were reckless, carefree, irresponsible. But nothing could break what we had that one summer. "We abandon our prize to look at others; wishing and hoping that it could be given to us. When we do have a chance to take a peek, we cower and hiss at what might be inside... Please unravel the ribbon; take the wrapper off that is the flesh of you and open the box. Maybe you will see stars." - Genesis Adonai AdamsConcluida
"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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