[A SWEET MAFIA ROMANCE] Nicole thought that her life would be easy now after she left behind all the memories of an awful night, which led to an unexpected tribulation in her life. She moved into a new city trying to forget the inexplicable incident that happened with her. Little did she know that she can never escape from it because the devil will always find her. No matter how hard she tries to get away from him. He was meant to be her medicine but he turned out to be a Slow Poison. ------------------------------------- I hear his hoarse voice bringing me back from the daze as he growls in between the kisses. "You have no idea how dangerous it can be..." He says with his lips going down to the area just above my breast, he sucks in desperately, squeezing my ass gently, making me whimper in bliss. I clutch to his shirt, trying to hold my body from collapsing. "Careful...You are messing with the devil, Cole." He doesn't let me breathe for a minute as he starts attacking me with his open-mouthed kisses all the way back. Rapture succumbs me as I feel his lips again on my neck, traveling higher. I breathe heavily, unable to maintain my composure while being acquainted with this unfamiliar sensation. His lips reach my ear as he gently nibbles my earlobe. "You know why people call me the devil?" His breath fanning over my ear. "It's not because I am a sinner." His harsh breath comes out in pants, showing me how equally he is affected as he continues. "It's because I am capable of making innocent people commit sins." WARNING: Contains strong language, sexual descriptions and scenes which might be uncomfortable for some readers such as depiction of illegal occupations, drug dealing, use of weapons, blood and killing. Read at your own risk. Also, I have no claim over the pictures used in the story. They are taken from internet.

Isabella Nott is a sweet teenage girl who has a lot of problems. With her father being a well known deatheater and her mother getting killed she didn't have a good childhood growing up. The only thing helping her grow up in that household was her twin brother Theodore. He was the only thing she had until she joined hogwarts where she met two ginger haired twins. Only did she know that her life was about to take a big turn.

Cassiopeia Black was the perfect girl. She was a top student, she was extremely tidy, and she always had her emotions under control. Fred Weasley was chaotic. He caused trouble wherever he went, he left messes for others to clean up, and he expressed his emotions freely. Cassie was just Ron's stuck up friend, and Fred was just Ron's stupid older brother. They could never be friends, let alone more. Right?

As Regulus Black's daughter begins her Hogwarts journey, one question remains: will fate follow her plans... or rewrite them entirely?

─── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ─── 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐢𝐟 𝐬𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐮𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐫𝐞𝐠𝐮𝐥𝐮𝐬 𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐰𝐢𝐧𝐬 ... 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐢𝐟 𝐣𝐚𝐦𝐞𝐬 𝐡𝐚𝐝 𝐚 𝐭𝐰𝐢𝐧 𝐬𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫? ─── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ─── fem!reader x regulus black 🧺👼🏼 ⚠️TW :: drugs, self-harm, violence, strong language, mental illness, sexual violence⚠️

To say that Oliver Wood had a slight obsession with Quidditch was an understatement. It was borderline unhealthy. He loved the sport, but he hated losing. While he hated losing to any team, there was one team he hated losing to the most. Surprisingly enough, it was the Ravenclaw team. But it wasn't for reasons that many would suspect, it was because of who played on the Ravenclaw team. Melanie Anderson has been playing for the Ravenclaw Quidditch team as Chaser since her second year. What started off as friendly competition turned into rivalry as she and Oliver Wood made it their sole mission to have their teams beat each other every year. Oliver wants to win for the sake of winning, but Melanie wants to win just to see the frustrated look on Oliver's face because it's just so damn cute. Plus, who wouldn't want to hear the sexy Scottish voice curse their name?

"Back so soon, Lysia?" Mattheo taunts, a smirk across his face as he leant forward and rested both elbows upon the long table. "How naive of you to think that you were free. It was only a matter of time before I found you." *** Elysian Malfoy and her twin brother, Scorpius, had been hidden within the Muggle world for eighteen years. Eighteen years, in which, the world they'd left behind had whispered about the disappearance of the Malfoy twins- -the children to a death eater. A prophecy arose several years before their return, whispering of a witch from the Malfoy bloodline with far greater power than the dark lord himself, the balance between light and dark magic resting solely upon her shoulders. The sable eyed, Mattheo Riddle, son of the Dark Lord striding into her life with ease. His power, equal to hers, was unmatched by anyone else. A pair that needed the other to survive, thrown together with the betrayal of her grandfather and the looming return of Lord Voldemort. But, can they push aside their hate for the other and work together to survive? Or will Voldemort's promises of power sway them both to the Dark Arts? • Mattheo Riddle x OC (dark romance) 🥉 3rd place in the Happy Awards, 2021 Highest Rankings: #1 in scorpiusmalfoy #2 in malfoy #5 in trio #6 in hagrid #7 in malfoyfamily #7 in ronaldweasley trigger warnings: blood, death, violence, swearing, smoking, alcohol/drug use and sexual themes. started: 21st of April 2021 finished: 5th of January 2022 unedited

His hands gripped her waist, and his head fit perfectly in the crook of her neck. She leaned back into his chest, a small smile spreading across her face as she tilted her head to one side, allowing him to lean down and plant light kisses down her neck. Her hand reached up and curled around the back of his neck, gently pulling him down because she wanted him even closer. Her hips began swaying with the music. He tightened his grip on her waist before moving his hips as well, pressing them tight against hers. She moved her hips from side to side, the friction sending a new wave of heat through Draco. "Fuck, do that again," he muttered against her neck. │MATURE CONTENT WARNING; ALL CHARACTERS ARE 18+│ J.K. Rowling owns all of the characters except for Alora Lin. Highest Rankings: #1 in dm #1 in dracofanfic #1 in dracolovestory #1 in dracotok #1 in hermione #1 in ravenclaw #1 in ronweasley #1 in spice #2 in dracoluciusmalfoy #2 in dracomalfoy #2 in harrypotter #3 in fanfiction #3 in hufflepuff #7 in malfoy #8 in draco

"You know this is just whilst they're all away, don't you?" ** What happens when a Half-blood Hufflepuff sweetheart and a Pureblood Slytherin bully are left alone for eight weeks? Professor Dumbledore, wanting to keep Harry Potter safe, has decided to whisk all the fifth years away on an eight week long trip. With all the other fifth years away travelling around the UK, Madeline Parsons and Draco Malfoy find themselves stuck together, left behind in Hogwarts. Madeline cares about everything and everyone, whereas Draco cares about one thing, and one thing only - blood status. She has always had a secret, forbidden crush on him but he seems to hate her. She wanted the eight weeks to pass by as smoothly and amicably as possible. He wanted to be as far away from the Hufflepuff princess as he could. After one trip into Hogsmeade, their lives may have possibly changed forever. With tension building and nowhere and no one to escape to, something has got to give. ** {Book One in the Draco's Hufflepuff series} {Draco Malfoy x OC} {All rights belong to JK Rowling. Madeline Parsons however, belongs to me, as well as a few other characters. I own the elements and plots to this story too}

[COMPLETED] Having just grotesquely lost her mother to a fate of torn flesh and dangling intestines, seventh-year Hogwarts alumni Aspen Lee was left shattered and broken: a Pandora's Box for morbidity, rather than customary teenage spitfire. Her life grew stagnant and her stability was perpetually distorted. Her relationships tainted with sickness and death, remnants of what her mother obstinately left behind. She avoided doltish behavior and lived perpendicular to the 1970s era of frivolous disobedience and instability. Her attempts to stay separate only appeared to attract the most perculiar of sorts. Her life's next drastic turn of events occured in the aftermath of an idiotic stunt perpetuated by the notorious Marauders. Sirius Black, in particular, was a boy on the run. On that run, he ran directly into a particular girl with colorful wristbands and a tear-stained porcelain face. Ergo, both teens divulged into a whole new world of chaos and picturesque exploits that would leave them forever yearning for a shared place in this new complex relationship with life. [Best Ranking: No. 2 in #Siriusblack] [Sirius Black Fan Fiction - Marauders Era] [© Dylanoaddicted]