COMPLETE!!! Only his parents and the Midoriyas know that Bakugou has two quirks. Explosion and Outlet. Little do most people know, when people touch Bakugou their negative emotions are transferred to him, causing him to push everyone away. His parents have always taken advantage of it. His father lies, acting kindly to get close enough to transfer his own negativity while his mother abuses him, hitting him to make herself feel better. What happens when a visitor to Class 1-A is able to sense quirks and reveals Bakugou's guarded secret? I do not own BNHA, its characters, or the chapter art, only the story-line and cover art are mine! Rankings: #1 kirishimaeijirou 10/4/20 -Angry ..------◦❀◦------.. This fic has been ADOPTED! AngryOne1 has given me permission to re-upload their fic, so I own neither the story nor the art! I hope you enjoy Angry's story! ♡ ♡ Angry, (original author), has also posted this story on AO3! Check it out!♡ https://archiveofourown.org/works/55962181/chapters/142117024 -REEEannon ..------◦❀◦------.. Started: March 17, 2020 Finished: April 23, 2020 Reuploaded: October 24, 2024

This one is not my story! The Lip-Lock Jinx, a jinx that renders the victim mute that can only be undone in two ways: if the caster reverses the spell on the victim, or if the victim serves the purpose of the jinx and kisses the person that they desire. It's just Harry's luck that he gets jinxed by Ginny Weasley and that he's in love with Draco Malfoy.

Author: Invisibabe Year six at Hogwarts, and Draco finds a way to spy on Harry's deepest fears. But will he use this knowledge to gain power over Harry, or to change his own destiny?

Author : Stylophile A monumental cock-up in Potions leaves Harry and Draco contending with more than mutual enmity, and a strong desire to utter all manner of profanities.

After Draco Malfoy is stripped of his wealth and the right to use magic, he is hit with a curse that he couldn't block or undo. St. Mungo's refuses to help a former Death Eater. He is blind, alone and penniless. But he survives, begging on the streets of Diagon Alley. He has his routine, but the new constable stops by on his six-month patrol beat. One Harry Potter, who doesn't recognize his former nemesis, but takes an active interest in making sure he is taken care of. What will happen when Harry finds out who the local beggar is and will he be able to help him? Cover is a modified one I got from @srjain777 The full awesome pic is on ch. 65 in Broken Podic available at Spotify from @PumpkinUwUPie / yourlocalrayofsunshine https://open.spotify.com/show/7u0nOAZzXSIRHEZ5ihxRLI?si=PLleQnLmQJa8nRJnMhP0PA Spanish translation in progress from @darrymivida at: https://www.wattpad.com/story/388603796?utm_source=android&utm_medium=link&utm_content=story_info&wp_page=story_details_button&wp_uname=jschulte

Calliope has one job: to hunt the supernatural terrorizing mankind. What she never anticipates is being drawn to the same creature she seeks to end. ** An outcast to her kind, Calli is well-seasoned on taking the dirtiest jobs the angel blood can find. However, she'll find this one takes the cake on being the worst of all. Sinclair Black, the infamously sex-fueled playboy, is assigned as her next victim. Unbeknownst to her, the upper-level incubus also reins as the city's most notorious hitman. To survive his wrath, Calli finds herself in a soul-bond that will only break when she repays a debt. Now she'll just have to fulfill her end as his pet before her divine brethren find out--or survive the grave consequences that come with betraying their sacred bloodline. Once she pays her due, she'll be free, but first, she'll need to wrestle the biggest challenge of all: resisting the wicked temptation that is Sinclair Black. ** {18+} #1 paranormal (2/4) #1 enemieswithbenefits (12/24) #1 gangs (1/21) #2 badboy (4/10) #1 obsessive (8/3) #1 darkromance (2/22)

"Now, lust potions develop feelings of desire in the taker without the affection that a love potion gives, so Malfoy, you will find that you continue to see Potter as the insufferable twit that he is." Slash. Not HBP/DH compliant. Rated Mature.

Those who were taken... They never came back, dragged beneath the waves never to return. Their haunting screams were a symbol of their horrific deaths. Like shadows they lay in wait, the deep blue waters hiding them from view. With sharp claws they attack, Pointed fangs tearing into skin, Eager mouths devouring human flesh. Cally was taken, dragged under the water by one of the vicious creatures. But she was not devoured nor torn apart by ruthless claws--no. She was a captive. ~•~ Water instantly invades her senses. Her eyes sting, her lungs and nose burning. She thrashes, kicks, claws--anything to get away. Her efforts go to waste as her body slowly starts to shut down, the air in her lungs quickly being replaced by sea water. Cally is vaguely aware of arms wrapping around her waist and behind her head before she loses consciousness, submerged in darkness. And so she is taken. Another victim of the mysterious sea. 《Completed》 Subscribe to TheAllieL Patreon for exclusive stories and content not featured on Wattpad and to support future works and book publishing! - Free Subscriber Tier - Allie's Library - Tier 1 - $2/month - Allie's Journal - Tier 2 - $5/month Subscribe here: Patreon.com/TheAllieL

(COMPLETED | UNDER EDITING) Fresh out of college, Veronica Odair is hired as a forensic scientist at the infamous B.E.A.R. Laboratories. She is put to work on the classified Tekula Project, but certain events lead her to question her job. What is so dangerous about Level 5? Why do her tests come back increasingly strange? What secrets are B.E.A.R. Laboratories hiding? Veronica plans to find out. ▪▪▪ Brown eyes, nearly obscured by rich locks of dark hair, stare into my light green ones with an intensity which nearly causes my knees to wobble. I can hear nothing but the thudding of my heart beating wildly in my chest, the sounds of the sirens turning into white noise at the back of my mind. I back up until my spine connects with the elevator doors. I shiver as my bare arms come in contact with the cool metal. "Someone help me, please," I beg. The man stalks closer still. His eyes are fixed solely on me, unmoving, intense. His fists are clutched tightly against his sides, as though restraining himself in some way. Restraining himself from what, I don't want to know. The man stops only an arm's length away from me. I stare up at him with wide eyes, my lips parted in fear. I stand frozen, unable to move. I shut my eyes, turning my head away. Laboured breathing, the touch of fingertips on my bare shoulder, breath on my lips. A heavy, deep inhale. Slow exhale. A forehead against mine, shaky hands cupping the back of my neck, fingertips sliding into my red locks. My eyes open to meet the warmest pair of honey eyes. Cover by AnnaCharles16 #4 in ROMANCE? THE HECK? #2 in Werewolf #1 in Young Adult #1 in Lycanthrope ~ ~ ~ Subscribe to TheAllieL Patreon for exclusive stories and content not featured on Wattpad and to support future works and book publishing! - Free Subscriber Tier - Allie's Library - Tier 1 - $2/month - Allie's Journal - Tier 2 - $5/month Subscribe here: Patreon.com/TheAllieL

I wasn't sure what love was. Everyone spoke of it like a legend. Something sacred that you'd capture if you were lucky. The man I had let take my heart wanted to carve it out of my chest as proof. I tried to forget feeling that way about him. I tried to figure out why I could ever love someone like him. He terrified me but at moments it was like a roller coaster. Up and down I would try to hold on for dear life. I liked how he made me feel alive, knowing he was always there made me feel less alone. He had done something to me I wish he hadn't. When he hurt me every time seemed to get worse and worse but at some point, I had gotten addicted to it. I wanted him to drown me in his hate and make me beg. I knew it was wrong, toxic and unhealthy. The way I felt was bad the only question was does he feel it too? Does he know this is wrong and how bad I want him? I looked up to him, he brushed the hair out of my face gently, eyes locked to mine. I didn't care if he felt the same, it was too late for me. I was intoxicated. His lips brushed softly against mine, teasing my heart strings. He slipped passed my mouth and whispered with that low gruff voice of his that made me melt, "Let's play a game..." WARNING: THIS IS NOT YOUR ORDINARY FANFICTION. VIEWER DISCRETION IS ADVISED. MATERIAL MAY NOT BE SUITABLE FOR SOME. JEFF ISN'T NICE. YOU'VE BEEN WARNED. 1st POV Jeff the killer Fanfic Give it a chance T~T