Avaryn Alastors life couldn't possibly get any worse. That's what she told herself the second her feet crossed the threshold of Crestwood Academy. But boy, was she wrong. She'd never wanted to attend the most prestigious stuck-up school only made for the rich and the smart. She'd never even wanted to apply. But tragedy struck her family and it had always been her moms dream. The first day she's there she makes a fool out of herself in front of the most popular group in all of Crestwood. And to make matters worse one of them is her roommate! They call themselves the Devara. (Stupid, she knows). And yet she can't help but feel drawn to them. Drawn to everything about them. So Avaryn does what she does best, she investigates. Only what she finds is a whole other dangerous world. A world of secrets and pain and even magic. The Devara is supernatural. They come from a whole other world. Not only that but they are heirs to this world. They are royalty. And with royalty comes enemies ... And now these enemies want Avaryn. And the only way she'll survive is sticking with the Devara. That is ... If she doesn't kill them first. Mystery, romance, death, lies. A plot twist you won't see coming. Shadows of Ash and Gold.

"let's have a twist on romance, sha'll we?" [reader x yandere!hjp]

"𝑜𝓃𝑒...𝓉𝓌𝑜...𝓉𝒽𝓇𝑒𝑒"

Arabella Roseberry was kicked out from Beauxbatons Wizarding school to Hogwarts in her 5th year. She has her whole future ahead of her and will let nothing stop her from achieving what she wants. Until she meets the Slytherin Prince, her world turns upside down and so does his. **All characters belong to JK Rowling, I own the character Arabella Roseberry** **Names, ages and storyline will not all be accurate, all characters are 17+. This story contains mature smut, please don't read if you are not of age, or if you are easily cringed** Highest rankings: #1 in Draco #2 in fanfiction #1 in maturelanguage #1 in Slytherin #1 in Dracomalfoy

➥COMPLETED ❝Fred Weasley! You're such a pain in the arse!❞, she yelled, throwing her hands up furiously, but he just smirked with the usual mischievous sparkle in his warm eyes, as he bowed slowly down to her, his face merely inches away from Lynnea's. ❝I know, Bailey, I know. But I could be all yours forever.❞ ootp - dh highest ranking: #2 in fanfiction #1 in fredweasley

⫶⫶⫶ ᴇ ᴅ ᴇ ʟ y ɴ ⫶⫶⫶ ― Edelyn Aurélia Black learned from a young age that h e r o e s aren't always the ones who win. They're the ones who fight. And so, Edelyn fights, until the green lying dormant behind gunmetal blue irises r i s e s ❛ You sure you're ready, Potter? ❜ ❛ I was born ready, Black. ❜ ▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃ Golden ☾ Era ⨾ gof ⪫ dh Just another S. Black's daughter fic | 2018

"He'd do it again if it meant she got the chance to live." "He looked at her, actually looked at her, and wondered how anyone who saw her, didn't fall in love with her." "A trade was to be made." "Friendship was going to be the only way to get through this." "And it was then, Estella realized, he didn't want to be saved." *************** A story of Estella Dumbledore, a seer, and granddaughter of Albus Dumbledore. Friends with the golden trio. Follow the story of close and forever-lasting friendships, true love, and a fight for what is right. I'm really bad at descriptions, but I swear the story is actually better than it seems. Disclaimer: All rights are reserved to/for J.K. Rowling-the creator of Harry Potter. Additional plots and characters are my ideas/creations. In this, I also made Harry Potter be a height of 6' foot despite him being shorter in the books and movies...and I may have given him abs...It just matched the image in my head better. Cover by: rockstarsvalentine Long chapters, especially as each year goes by. Prisoner of Azkaban: completed Goblet of Fire: completed Order of Phoenix: completed Half-Blooded Prince: completed Deathly Hallows: completed A mature story.

the boy scratched at the skin on his wrist so hard it bled. he'd been doing it all summer. so much so that the skin on his left arm was nothing but scabs and irritated skin. it itched. it constantly fucking itched and it hurt. but the subtle pain was a decent daily distraction from his mind. and harry liked that. there's only so much dark magic a person can suffer before it leaves a mark. harry potter 8th year fanfic WARNING: 18+

a story where : @celestiuhh : hey potter @celestiuhh: if i could get 1 galleon for everytime you say 'brilliant', i could get 100 firebolts for myself @harrypotter : i do not say brilliant all the time, Malfoy 🙄 *this story won't follow the harry potter plot, just a cute small social media au between Harry Potter and Celestia Malfoy* face claim : @maggielindemann on instagram