godlyss

the night air was crisp, electric. the city glittered behind us in the rearview mirror, a world i had always known but never truly seen. valentino's fingers flexed around the wheel, steady, sure. the deep purr of the engine hummed through my body, coiling tight in my chest as i gripped the seat."this is reckless," i said, my voice barely steady. "i could die."he glanced over, a slow, knowing smirk tugging at his lips. "you could also live."i swallowed hard, fingers tightening. "i am living.""nah, harvard." his gaze flicked to mine, sharp, unreadable under the dim dashboard glow. "you're following the rules, checking the boxes. but when's the last time you did something just because it felt right?"i opened my mouth. closed it.once, i would've had an answer. now?"...i don't know."his smirk softened, just a little, and something in my chest twisted. "then hold on."the tires screamed as he punched the accelerator, and the world outside blurred into streaks of neon and night. the wind roared past, tangling through my hair, stealing my breath. i wasn't thinking. i wasn't planning. i was just feeling.and maybe... just maybe... for the first time in my life, i was finally alive.⌠ ⌡𝒆𝒙𝒕𝒆𝒏𝒅𝒆𝒅 𝒔𝒚𝒏𝒐𝒑𝒔𝒊𝒔 𝒊𝒏𝒔𝒊𝒅𝒆…

godlyss

"you do realize i'm in the middle of studying for a chemistry final, right?" i deadpanned, barely glancing up from my laptop. "you think i'd be scared of you? please. who in their right mind would be? you're just another cliché bad boy who doesn't watch where he's going. i've had nightmares about chemistry-trust me, you don't even come close."the coffee shop fell eerily silent.gasps rippled through the crowd as he stepped closer, his smirk deepening, amusement dancing in his silver eyes. the employees stiffened, exchanging nervous glances, but i remained firmly planted in my seat, more concerned about my gpa than whatever stunt he thought he was pulling.he finally slid into the chair beside me, completely unbothered, pushing my study guides aside like they were nothing more than loose scraps of paper.everyone around us knew exactly who he was. but i didn't care.the only thing that could shake me to my core was an f-minus in this godforsaken class.then, with an infuriatingly smooth tone, he murmured, "you're an enigma, and I need to know more about you. what do you say-study date?"my fingers froze over my keyboard.i blinked, my gaze finally meeting his. those silver eyes locked onto mine, sharp and assessing, like i was some kind of puzzle he was desperate to solve.i narrowed my eyes. "since when did you have the brains to ask me on a study date for a chem final?"his smirk widened. "since now."i hated the way my heart stuttered.damn it.⌠ ⌡𝒆𝒙𝒕𝒆𝒏𝒅𝒆𝒅 𝒔𝒚𝒏𝒐𝒑𝒔𝒊𝒔 𝒊𝒏𝒔𝒊𝒅𝒆…

godlyss

❝ you don't look like the type to be a convict. care to enlighten me on how you got into a place like this, brown eyes? ❞a fire of fury and hatred smoldered in my gaze as a sharp snarl escaped my lips.❝ murder, you dumbass. i was convicted of murder. ❞his expression didn't falter. if anything, his eyes gleamed with something disturbingly close to amusement. he took a slow step forward, his smirk only growing, a maddening contrast to the sharpness of his godlike features.❝ how cute. didn't take you for someone who could wield a knife. ❞i fixed him with a deadly glare, every muscle in my body tensed with warning.❝ i'm getting the feeling you want to be next. i can show you, angel, and trust me-once i do, it won't be pretty. ❞he was right in front of me now, close enough that i could hear his steady, unshaken breathing. i braced myself for whatever arrogant remark would follow, already picturing the way my blade would look pressed against his throat.but instead, he simply tilted his head, his voice dropping to a husky murmur.❝ that's hot. ❞my breath hitched, and against my will, heat crawled up my cheeks.damn it.⌠ ⌡𝒆𝒙𝒕𝒆𝒏𝒅𝒆𝒅 𝒔𝒚𝒏𝒐𝒑𝒔𝒊𝒔 𝒊𝒏𝒔𝒊𝒅𝒆cover done by @sheldon…

godlyss

"i'm irresistible, and you can't deny that, gisella."a cocky smirk tugged at his lips, stretching across a face that was both infuriatingly arrogant and undeniably beautiful. i stood there, arms crossed, eyes laced with pure disgust.because, unfortunately, he wasn't wrong.eros di menna was the definition of temptation wrapped in trouble-his sharp jawline, effortless smirk, and a body sculpted like he'd been hand-carved by the gods themselves. but who was i to stroke a man's already oversized ego? if there was one universal truth, it was that men were insufferable, and those named storm or eros were a thousand times worse."you're annoying. go away," i said flatly, throwing a sharp glare in his direction.he leaned in slightly, his presence thick with amusement. "and why would i do that love?" his voice was smooth, laced with mischief. "do you really want me to leave? we both know you don't."that nickname. that stupid nickname."love."the way it rolled off his tongue sent a swarm of unwanted butterflies straight to my stomach. i hated it. hated the way my body betrayed me, how my pulse stuttered just the slightest bit. but there was no way in hell i was letting him know that-no way i was giving him the satisfaction.i was in my healing era.i had spent too long piecing myself back together to let some relentless, smooth-talking menace like eros di menna worm his way into my life. especially when he was the type who never took no for an answer.so, i forced my expression into stone, ignoring the way my heart threatened to misbehave.because if eros thought for a second he had any kind of effect on me-he was dead wrong.⌠ ⌡𝒆𝒙𝒕𝒆𝒏𝒅𝒆𝒅 𝒔𝒚𝒏𝒐𝒑𝒔𝒊𝒔 𝒊𝒏𝒔𝒊𝒅𝒆…

godlyss

in which watanabe eliana comes face to face with the most notorious gang member at the heart of tokyo's underworld.❝ extended synopsis inside ❞…