"Smoking is bad, you know." The placid voice speaks up from the distant dark corner, nothing to see but a tall silhouette and an orange glow of a cigarette cherry. "It's the least of my problems," I murmur with my own between my lips, proceeding to feel the stagnant debris valley my throat when I suck delicately. He exhales a chuckle of cynical amusement, his footsteps getting every step clearer to my eardrums until I eventually sense body heat burning my back. "And why is that?" He whispers over my shoulder, hands inviting themselves to grip the railing in front of me so I become a prisoner between his inked arms. I swallow. "Because you'll be the one to kill me first." // Aven Brooks is hired to take pictures for the world-renown punk rock band known today as Duplicity; hoping the experience gets her into her most elite-dreamed university. However, when her lenses accidentally capture more than just cheeky sound checks and performances, she comes to a horrifying discovery that Duplicity is anything but a band. Appalled and frightened, she's trapped. *HIGHEST RANKINGS* #1 IN HARRYSTYLES #1 IN ONEDIRECTION ALL RIGHTS RESERVED TO @happydays1d NOT ALLOWING TRANSLATIONS! CONTAINS VULGAR LANGUAGE / DRUG ABUSE / SEXUAL CONTENT / DESCRIPTIVE VIOLENCE / MENTAL HEALTH READ AT OWN RISK!

"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

le cœur de noa brûle. il brûle en repensant à son amante délaissée sur la plage, l'été dernier. elle revit ces souvenirs, sur du richard cocciante, comme lors de ces après-midi au bras de sa douce nancy. nancy, elle, a oublié noa. elle virevolte dans les bras d'une nouvelle fille, qui la fait revivre après un hiver passé seule, a attendre au téléphone. leur amour éphémère s'estompe à mesure que les jours passent, et noa brûle au soleil, dans l'attente de la voir revenir. | juillet 2023 |

Hadley Jamison doesn't know what to think when she hears that her classmate, Archer Morales, committed suicide. She didn't exactly know him, but that doesn't stop her from feeling like there was something she could have done to help him. So to Hadley's surprise, on the very night of Archer's funeral, she has a run in with Death himself and is offered the chance to go back in time to stop Archer from ending his life. The catch? She only has twenty-seven days to do it. And if Hadley doesn't succeed? Well, she doesn't want to think about that.

Anastasiya Greyson is back in her stuck up hometown for her senior year after the death of her mom. she already left once and she can't afford to get close to people just for her leave again. but would a friendship with her childhood love be worth the cost of her leaving? August Matthews shows everyone the side of him that's on top of the world, pretending what happened to him had no effect on him. But he can't open himself up to anyone, his heart has been locked up and the only one with a key left years ago. But she's back. Can he really be only friends with the only girl he's ever loved? • • • Matthews Series: Book One ⚠️TW: Death, Sexual Assault, Abuse [DUAL POV] [word count: 105064]

After the mysterious death of her father, Violet, a determined young woman, moves to London to uncover the truth behind his death. Living in a small apartment in Camden struggling to cope with her grief and guilt over unfinished credits from her last semester. She seeks solace in joining a prestigious club to make up for lost academic ground. While Violet delves deeper into her father's past, she crosses paths with Theo, an enigmatic member of the club. As Violet navigates the complexities of her investigation and her blossoming romance with Theo, she uncovers dark family secrets and a web of deceit that threatens to unravel everything she holds dear. With danger lurking around every corner, Violet must confront the shadows of truth to find closure and justice for her father's untimely demise while grappling with her feelings for the son of the man responsible.

Delaiya Raine and Rome Wells. Both always top of their class, always number one. The two used to be the best of friends. But what will happen when Delaiya moves back to her hometown? When Delaiya starts attending Northwell High School, Rome immediately sees her as a rival. Delaiya doesn't understand why Rome has abruptly changed and starts seeing him as her competition. Rome wants valedictorian... but so does Delaiya. The two will have to fight for the number one spot. Academic rivalry? This should be fun. [DUAL POV] [COMPLETED]

He was completely and utterly oblivious to everything that he had caused and she absolutely hated him for that. [UNEDITED] [DUAL POV] TW: eating disorder recovery

"You look so kissable, Amore" "Yeah?" "Yeah" _____________________ Azora Kai Russo & Ares Evolet Reid have been competing against each other for as long as they can remember. With their parents being best-friends, they were automatically supposed to be 'Friends' but the two decided to choose a path no one dared to. What if the pair reunite after years? Compete again? Will their urge for academic validation ruin them for the best? Or will bottled up feelings come in the way? Read to know on... {NEEDS EDITING}