𝐀 𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐑𝐘 𝐏𝐎𝐓𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐔𝐍𝐈𝐕𝐄𝐑𝐒𝐄 𝐅𝐀𝐍𝐅𝐈𝐂𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍 𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘴𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝘓𝘦𝘴𝘵𝘳𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘦, 𝘢𝘴 𝘢𝘯𝘤𝘪𝘦𝘯𝘵 𝘢𝘴 𝘪𝘵 𝘪𝘴 𝘩𝘢𝘳𝘥𝘦𝘯𝘦𝘥, 𝘳𝘪𝘴𝘦𝘴 𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘥𝘦𝘱𝘵𝘩𝘴 𝘰𝘧 𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘨𝘦𝘵𝘵𝘢𝘯𝘤𝘦 𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘮 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘰𝘣𝘷𝘪𝘰𝘶𝘴𝘭𝘺 𝘴𝘵𝘳𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘦 𝘓𝘦𝘷𝘪𝘯𝘪𝘢 𝘓𝘦𝘴𝘵𝘳𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘦, 𝘏𝘦𝘪𝘳 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘭𝘰𝘴𝘵 𝘣𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘥𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘦. The wizarding world gathers once more for a long lost tournament of the arcane, forged by the greatest sorcerers the world has ever known. Dark and twisted, abiding by different laws and rules entirely, the Hollow Isles open to pass through the Book of Severance and light the first fire. 𝘏𝘦𝘪𝘳 𝘮𝘦𝘦𝘵𝘴 𝘩𝘦𝘪𝘳, 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘰𝘯𝘭𝘺 𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘧𝘢𝘮𝘪𝘭𝘺 𝘤𝘢𝘯 𝘳𝘦𝘮𝘢𝘪𝘯 𝘰𝘯 𝘵𝘰𝘱 𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘥𝘢𝘳𝘬𝘦𝘴𝘵 𝘣𝘢𝘵𝘵𝘭𝘦 𝘪𝘯 𝘤𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘶𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘴. With the rising markings surrounding the start of the great tournament, levinia is determined to place her family's name back on top where it so rightfully belongs, and end up on the right side of victory, no matter the cost. 𝐓 𝐇 𝐄 𝐒 𝐄 𝐕 𝐀 𝐑 𝐀 𝐍 𝐂 𝐄 𝓜𝓾𝓬𝓱 𝓵𝓸𝓿𝓮, 𝓛𝓾𝓬𝓲𝓪

khione is on the hunt for blood - draco is on the hunt for her. [summary inside] cover by @haruhiifowl

forever is the sweetest con. current cover by @citruspotter

this is a book of drelara drabbles. please do not read unless you've finished the second book in the series: the girl who lost it all. cover by @citruspotter

in which a nymph named mavka and a fae king named draco decide to ruin each other. cover by @thirstymalfoy

"love is not supposed to make you feel afraid. love should be the thing that gives you courage." draco malfoy x astoria greengrass

"all i know is that i know you; i can't trust much else in this world." "the truth is, and always has been, that you can't know someone you haven't spoken to in years." post-war: draco malfoy x oc

Adreanna didn't know it then, but both her and Draco Malfoy were not so different from one another; willing to sacrifice one life to save another's.

» I didn't know you had a sister, Potter. «

Alexandria Kaplan had been useless all her life. She was raised by hatred where there was meant to be love, and now she was condemned to watch all those around her be felled by unstoppable cruelty. Draco Malfoy was bound by his loyalty. It was known that out of self-preservation, the man wouldn't hesitate to burn the world down, even if it meant living the rest of his life alone. Loneliness was familiar to both of them, after all. The struggle between power and humanity was never-ending and was a struggle they knew well. It was impossible to have both, and it was impossible for there to be a balance. Sometimes, however, even the most dependable truths could be proven false. The sky was down, the black was white, the bad were good, perhaps - and only perhaps - power and humanity could coexist. Perhaps they could be found where they were least expected. Or perhaps where they never existed at all.