In which the sun polar the moon and chaos parts in the midst of it. "Are you my sweet witch or Nott's pretty girl, Clarke?" Draco grinned as she bucked her hips, inching herself closer on his lap. Isla smiled, provokingly and she brushed her lips against his, holding her stare in Theodore's from across the room. Lea...
Won't continue!! 𝒀𝒐𝒖 𝒌𝒏𝒐𝒘 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒇𝒆𝒆𝒍𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒘𝒉𝒆𝒏 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒍𝒐𝒐𝒌 𝒂𝒕 𝒔𝒐𝒎𝒆𝒐𝒏𝒆 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒇𝒆𝒆𝒍 𝒍𝒊𝒌𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒆'𝒔 𝒏𝒐𝒕 𝒆𝒏𝒐𝒖𝒈𝒉 𝒂𝒊𝒓 𝒕𝒐 𝒃𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒕𝒉 𝒊𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒓𝒐𝒐𝒎, 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒔𝒎𝒊𝒍𝒆 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒄𝒂𝒏'𝒕 𝒉𝒐𝒍𝒅 𝒃𝒂𝒄𝒌 𝒘𝒉𝒆𝒏 𝒚𝒐𝒖'𝒓𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒌𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒂𝒃𝒐𝒖𝒕 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕...
In which love lived to be lethal, and sin strived to heal all. "I will kill every soul that tries to scratch yours." They would constantly tear the world apart to keep each other in pieces. ____ A slow-burn Draco Malfoy love story with a heavy plot. Trigger warning. This story contains mature content. Such as viole...
