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. Leaning in as she whispered, "Both." ____ A Theodore Nott & Draco Malfoy fanfiction with a bunch of messy plots. Trigger warnings. This book contains mature content such as sexual scenes, sometimes heavy and violent sexual scenes, violent actions, toxicity, alcohol, the use of nicotine, and foul language. All the characters in this book are over the age of 18. ____ I do own Isla Grace Clarke, Mila Walker, Leo, and Ava Green, along with the plots created by me, but other than that, I do not own any of the characters/events in this book. All credits go to J.K Rowling.

"In the beauty of their death, they danced." Clara is the descendant of an old wealthy family from the 17th century, she has just begun college but is home for summer. Clara has dreams of becoming an author so for her summer break she is temporarily moving to the family estate in London from her family home in America. Clara was looking for some form of inspiration hoping to find some in London unknowing of whom / what she would find there. *Every character in this book along with the plot belongs to me and I take full credit for every detail in this book* cover by @haruhiifowl ©️weepingstatues2021

If he was the devil, she was his creator. For her angelic stance lasted so long- until his demons twisted her to become the saviour of his sins. Then she too was the devil, and he was her creator.

"Cosa è una Xaela?" le parole le sembravano estranee mentre la madre si accucciava, occupandosi dei bottoni del cappotto della bambina. Le sue parole furono messe a tacere, i suoi occhi fissarono la coppia imminente. "Le Xaela sono donne che rinunciano alla loro libertà per compiacere gli uomini. Sono sporche e non dovresti mai parlare con nessuna di loro" gli occhi della madre si strinsero mentre si rialzava. La bambina non ha capito. Rimase in silenzio, voltandosi per prendere la mano di sua madre, ma non poté fare a meno di fissare la donna che si chiamava Xaela. Gli occhi della bambina si spostarono lungo tutta la catena che portava al collo vedendo le estremità collegarsi alla parte superiore del bastone da passeggio del suo partner. Il maschio indossava un completo nero aderente, sotto l'accenno di una camicia con colletto bianco. I suoi occhi percorsero l'uomo, la paura si irradiava immediatamente nelle sue piccole ossa vedendo il viso dell'uomo. Era l'uomo di cui parlavano tutti a scuola. L'uomo che praticamente possedeva il 3° distretto. L'uomo a cui queste Xaela danno la loro libertà. Draco Malfoy.

𝐌𝐀𝐓𝐔𝐑𝐄|𝟏𝟖+ Bartered off alongside her sisters as little more than livestock during the annual reaping, Ophelia soon finds herself kneeling before the god of war himself, and it doesn't take her long to realise that one wrong move could mean the difference between life and death... *A dark and unconventional retelling of Ares the Greek God of War. Includes smut, power-play, enemies to lovers, forced proximity, reader manipulation, dominance and kinks. Full list of TWs inside. - You do not need knowledge of Greek mythology to read this story.

𝘪𝘯 𝘸𝘩𝘪𝘤𝘩 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘩𝘰𝘦𝘴 𝘪𝘯 𝘱𝘢𝘳𝘪𝘴 𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘳𝘰𝘥𝘶𝘤𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘮𝘴𝘦𝘭𝘷𝘦𝘴 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘴𝘱𝘢𝘮 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸𝘭𝘦𝘥𝘨𝘦. includes- ro, alaa, jace, and muskaan (foursome things) PLSS MEET THE PLASTICS AUIWHFLIS

Ce n'est pas mon travail original, c'est une traduction en français. - «Alors, Eloïse, avons-nous un marché? La voix de Draco sondait de manière séduisante, bougeant lentement son corps autour de moi. "Je ne suis pas sûr, je veux dire, tu es le frère de mon petit-ami," ____________________ Vous avez un petit groupe d'amis, dont Ophelia Parkinson, Theodore Adams et Scorpius Malfoy, ______________ Il s'est accroché à mon bras en me guidant vers sa maison, à mes yeux c'était plus un château. "Qu'est-ce qui ne va pas El? La voix de Scorpius sonda. J'ai secoué la tête, "Rien ne va pas?" Mais en fait, c'était comment pourrais-je retourner à l'intérieur et le voir, comment pourrais-je voir Draco.

The Locke's were a very wealthy family with ties and connections to various other families including the Malfoys, Zabini's and Greengrass's. After her Father's passing she took over the family enterprises, receiving help from Lucius Malfoy, her Father's dearest friend. Everything was fine, until out of nowhere her mother decides to ship her off to Hogwarts. Having been homeschooled all her life she was skeptical. Practically thrown to the snakes Elliana finds herself clinging to the things she knows most, books, spells, potions and her only friend -mind you, for a short while- Draco Malfoy.

Watch the unfolding of events when a girl meets the biggest movie star of her generation. Follow her journey through the bedazzling world of fake smiles, blinding lights, endless gossip and congenial mockery. Witness the making of a star and the fall. ________________________________________________ Started - 17/4/21

1/2 "𝑾𝒉𝒐 𝒅𝒐 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒃𝒆𝒍𝒐𝒏𝒈 𝒕𝒐𝒐" 𝑫𝒓𝒂𝒄𝒐 𝒂𝒔𝒌𝒆𝒅 𝒄𝒉𝒐𝒌𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒍𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕𝒍𝒚 "𝑰 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒌 𝒉𝒆 𝒂𝒔𝒌𝒆𝒅 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒂 𝒒𝒖𝒆𝒔𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏 𝒔𝒐 𝒇𝒖𝒄𝒌𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒂𝒏𝒔𝒘𝒆𝒓 𝒉𝒊𝒎" 𝑻𝒐𝒎 𝒔𝒂𝒊𝒅 𝒈𝒍𝒊𝒅𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒌𝒏𝒊𝒇𝒆 𝒂𝒄𝒓𝒐𝒔𝒔 𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒃𝒐𝒅𝒚 What happens when Evelyn Monroe finds herself trapped in a love triangle at the start of 6th year during OWLS between her two bestfriends? What will happen? Draco Malfoy x Tom Riddle reader ||Smut|| Cover by @crysun03 #1 ~ poly-relationship (9/29/21) #3 ~ lorenzo (9/29/21)