[Sebastian Sallow x Female OC] *First Person POV* || Enemies to lovers THE CHARACTERS IN THIS BOOK ARE OVER 18!!!! Arabella Vasilis started at Hogwarts as a 7th year with her twin brother Artemis Vasilis. Eager to be sorted, her brother is sorted into Gryffindor, however when the sorting hat is placed on her head she is left speechless after being sorted into Slytherin. Although she is confused and scared with the sorting hat's decision, she wasn't aware of a curly brown haired boy watching her inquisitively from the Slytherin table. • "Do you know how much I despise you?" He mutters, eyes flickering to my lips. I widened my eyes, my voice getting caught in my throat. I swallowed quickly and licked my lips- which made him suck in a sharp breath. "Yes." I whispered breathlessly, looking down at his lips as well. • Hogwarts Legacy Fanfiction *Fluffandstuff warning* the characters in the book are over 18 (Chapters with fluff will have warnings at the start) Artemis and Arabella Vasilis are original characters based on the characters I made in the game, all the other characters are owned by the creators of Hogwarts Legacy

"Lie to me if you must but I can't stand the thought you are thinking of someone else" When academic rivalry turns into hate without a way to control their desire for one another. Evolves around the Sebastian side quest storyline with a dark tension and an even darker twist. Slow Burn Romance, Fast burn Tension Content warnings: Gore, mature content, mentions and acts of violence, blood [more to be added as the story continues] Due to the obvious fact that 5th year students at Hogwarts are underaged [16 years old] this story will be playing out in the 7th year of Hogwarts with the same side quest storyline about Sebastian Sallow making all 7th year characters automatically 18 years old. I do not own any of the worldbuilding or ideas this story is based on. All rights to WB Games and J.K Rowling. I will make it clear, that I do not agree with anything the author of the Harry Potter series says or mentions on social media. Any disrespectful comments that mention her view on the transgender community or question my point of view in this debate are going to be deleted. This is sole fiction and meant as a form of entertainment to the ones interested. Feedback and criticism are allowed and appreciated as long as it stays respectful. English is not my first language, proofreading will take place every monday. [Female OC] A male and nonbinary version will be in the making once the story is completed in its first form. Please have fun and let the shadows of Sebastian Sallow swallow you whole. [Cover Art by Pasta as Avatar on Twitter]

•Fine lines are a tightrope that are bound to break• Tate has just moved home from college to show her Dad how serious she is in pursuing her photography career, taking a 'job' opportunity for his hockey team. Not being home even 12 hours she's face to face with a text message in the middle of the night that changes everything. She's sworn off putting herself in harms way again and yet she may have done that blindly. Will she regret it? Wyatt is the team captain of his hockey team, living away from his family to pursue his dream of being in the NHL, he loses sight of what's important and goes through a nasty break up throwing off his game. Drunk and disordley texting the wrong number he think's is his ex girlfriend, only by luck he doesn't type in the right number and is left with talking to a mystery girl. He can't get attached to someone new and focus on his game and team. He has to pick one or the other. Can he have the best of both worlds? *All chapters, characters and storyline is owned by myself the author*

"I don't give a fuck if you can't change rooms. I want you out of here 𝘯𝘰𝘸." He points to the door expecting me to go, but I don't, and he grows angrier. "Make me." I say the line that gets every guy fired up. I expect something like "I'm gonna take your phone and chuck it out the window if you don't get out." But the next thing that happens gets 𝘮𝘦 fired up. He walks over to me and slams me against the wall. His left hand is on the right side of my head and I let out a gasp but his right hand is gripping my throat. He's so close to me I can smell his cologne. His lips are inches away from mine. One more closer lean and we'll be kissing. His lips look so soft. Shut up. His dark grey eyes bore into my soul, and I swear I saw a hint of softness in them. I tilt my head and before I can say anything, his grip on my throat gets tighter. I squirm in his hold, but his grip doesn't get any loose. "Your pretty little mouth needs to know it's boundaries, hm?" As he speaks, his fresh minty breath fans out on my face. ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- 𝑺𝒕𝒆𝒍𝒍𝒂 𝑷𝒂𝒓𝒌𝒆𝒓. A sweet lovely angel who'll do anything for you if she knows you're loyal. But don't take her for the innocent one. The comforting girlfriend who'll come to your house to watch movies when you're sick kinda vibe. Angel at day, slut at night type. 𝑨𝒙𝒆𝒍 𝑯𝒂𝒛𝒆. A devil. Rude to everyone. Has no filter. Carefree. Stays loyal. Knows he's hot. "I'll kill him." The I hate everyone but you type. Disliking each other in high school and a dirty relationship which causes 2 completely different individuals to absolutely hate each other, are forced to share a dorm. But with circumstances that force them to discover who each other are, will they let down their guards? After all, opposites attract, right? An enemies to lovers. (somewhat) *WARNING* matur

"I look around in the audience, and my body immediately stiffens when I notice him, staring right back at me with a shocked expression, but slowly forms into a smirk. Well fuck, Jack Wellings, the popular pretty boy, knows who I am and what I do for a living. Fuck." »»-----　♡　-----«« Emily isn't an regular student. Ever since her parents died she has held herself up, along with her sister. Every night after school, she puts a show on the pole for the money she needs. What happens when the most hottest guy in school recognizes her, Jack Wellings. Highest ranks: #1 in pole #1 in exotic #2 in strip club

THE CLUB OWNER AND HIS STRIPPER "Sir, this is inappropriate and I'm sure you're aware of that. You're my boss." His tall frame stood up and he slowly strode over to me with a lustful glint in his eyes. His hand lifted and his thumb ran across my lower lip, "Strip for me." ❦ Valentina Castillo, working at the highest paying job she could with an abnormally absent boss. Her life depended on her skills throughout the underworld, able to kill without a trace of remorse trailing behind her. Her ability to seduce for what she wanted was unmatched, and it only helped for the time she wasn't pulling the crimson from bodies to gain what she pleased. Clay Romero, one of the most powerful men in the underworld. His multiple owned clubs gave him the ability to rise above others, finding his way to the vixen working at his very own strip club. He got what he wanted without a consequence, and it made him just that much more powerful. Even through the lines of lust, their lives were much similar than they thought. [started: 02.15.22] [completed: 04.30.22] ----- WARNING: mature and explicit content; rated +18 ©lustfulslxt