Bottle Spin Draco to Harry "Dare" Draco looked at me with a mischievous smile, Oh no this is not good not good,not good at all. "I dare you to date Ginny and make her fall for you." -------------------- What if Harry Potter was never famous? What if Tom Riddle aka Voldy had never existed? What if Ginny never had a crush on Harry? What if Ginny was a Slytherin? What if, What if, What if, Let's not go for any more "What if's" then I'll be giving you spoilers, so read on :-) Age 13 when started writing. Age 15 when ended. •OKAY THIS IS MY FIRST BOOK SO IT'S KINDA LAME ^_^ °_° ×_ו

Clasping onto Harry, I fumble with the door knob as Harry's hands become more roaming and distracting. "I'm never going to have this door open if you keep doing that." I murmur. I feel Harry grin into my neck as he leaves open mouthed kisses down the column of my neck, sucking lightly. I moan slightly and the door finally opens. Dragging Harry in by the collar of his shirt I kiss him, opening my mouth to him as we collapse onto his bed. ---------‐------- A Harry and Ginny romance taking place in sixth year. Jealousy, heartbreak and sadness all part of it but also, love, happiness and friendship. The equal balance some would say. Will they make it through? Will Harry survive the overwhelming guilt of losing Sirius? Who knows. WARNING: Underage drinking, sexual scenes, PTSD and foul language read at your discretion. I will be using scenes from the book and film.

Follow the main characters as they begin to rebuild their lives immediately after the Second Wizarding War. The story will be realistic and has all canon relationships. Enjoy, and please leave comments! #1 in 'After the War' #1 in 'Hinny' #1 in 'Minerva' and 'McGonagall' #1 in 'Wizarding'

"𝐈 𝐜𝐚𝐧'𝐭 𝐰𝐚𝐢𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐟𝐮𝐜𝐤 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐠𝐨𝐝𝐝𝐚𝐦𝐧 𝐚𝐭𝐭𝐢𝐭𝐮𝐝𝐞 𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐲𝐨𝐮." Lonzo Mattia doesn't like strangers. When his underboss, Gabriel, invites his sister, Alexia, to stay at their house when her parents can no longer guarantee her safety, Lonzo is anything but pleased. The last thing he needs is something else to worry about, he only wants to build his empire without distractions. Alexia Dalton knows what she wants in life. After being brought up by vigilantes, Alexia wants to make a different path from the one that is set out for her. But when she moves into the mafia boss's house, nothing is simple when there are two mutual feelings between them. Hate and a lot of uncontrollable lust. Neither of them want to admit that they love the taste of it. ✧ ✧ ✧ Tropes: - Mafia Romance - Brother's boss/best friend - Forbidden Love - Strong FMC/Grumpy MMC - He falls first and harder - Dark themes - Spicy scenes

Running from hell isnʼt easy. Especially when someoneʼs dragging you back down into it. Belligerent, brash and always in shades of black, Freya is hardly a lady. Hidden away by her father, sheʼs lived a normal life despite being born into the dark waters of New Yorkʼs underworld. Heʼs cold, cruel and calculating, with a proclivity for destruction. Feared by even Made Men, Torren is the boss of the stateʼs most leachorous crime syndicate. Freya hates his crudity and possessiveness, but she canʼt deny the way her breath hitches at his rough touch, the deep timbre of his voice, and his dark, heated gaze. Torren hates her disobedience, her recklessness, and her chaos. To him, sheʼs only something to be tamed. And after he slips a ring on her hand, snatching away her future, she makes only one vow---to become his biggest torment.

" W..what are you-" " Do you want me to show all those people who you belong to the easy way or the hard way?" He says deeply, a dark look in his eyes as he looks down at my lips then back to my eyes. I feel my heart start to beat insanely fast at his close presence, the smell of his expensive cologne intoxicating me, almost like he was trying to lure me into his lips. • Sofia Novikov, youngest daughter of the Russian Mafia leader was kept away from the public eye her whole life. Her sister Anastasia Novikov however was always in the spotlight. With her perfect figure and personality everyone adored her. She was the sunshine and could do anything you could think of, she was everything any girl wished to be. What happens when ruthless and cold hearted Italian Mafia leader Connor Agosti is to be arranged in a marriage with one of the Novikov sister?

When photography student, Willow Kennedy, gets offered an internship with her college's renowned ice hockey team, The Michigan Wolverines, she anticipates three things: 1) Her twin brother being an unbearable and over-protective nightmare. 2) Her photographs not making any real impact whatsoever. 3) The team completely shutting out the curly-haired girl pointing a camera in their faces. What Willow didn't take into account, however, was the Wolverine's team captain. Rumoured NHL first draft pick, dreamboat and total game changer- Tate Wilder. With his infectious dimpled smile, sparkling green eyes and addictive personality, Tate quickly turns Willow's internship into a life-changing and eye-opening experience- one filled with love, friendship and opportunities. Willow didn't meet the Michigan Wolverines looking for love, and funnily enough neither did Tate, but love soon found them. ********* "Pretty please?" Her lip juts out in an irresistible pout and you'd almost think she was a sweet innocent flower judging by the puppy dog eyes she's flashing me. But that image is little tarnished by the hand she has dipped into my boxers. I can feel my Adams apple bob as I reply. "O-okay. Fine, you win this time." The smile I get in response is absolutely blinding. A full, mega-watt grin with teeth, crinkled eyes and blush on the apples of her cheek. I'll let her win everything if I get that fucking smile in return.

{TAKEN DOWN FOR PUBLISHING} Join the discord to know more/read the last chapter for the announcement. Discord link on my bio. +18 MATURE CONTENT "Even The Wicked Needs Love." ELIO MARINO, also known as IL MALVAGIO 'The Wicked' is a man whose presence alone is enough to evoke a silence more sinister than the one from a graveyard. Nothing could shake him, or so he believed. ZAHRA FAIZAN was trouble. Growing up with men who treated bullets like sugar cubes, she has risen from the streets and created the most notorious gang of thieves in the whole of Italy, but after a job gone wrong, she finds herself and her crew held captive by The Wicked, and she would do just about anything to take advantage of it. Even if it was as foolish as performing the biggest heist her gang has ever gotten to dream of. Little did she know she was about to be thrust right into a wicked world, wicked than the one she had once known. Could she tame the wicked and bring him to his ruin? Or tame him and keep him to herself? After all, even the wicked needs love.

❝ What in the actual are you doing? ❞ ❝ I'm carrying your bag for you. I'm the bag boy, aren't I? ❞ ❝ You corny jackass. ❞ _ in which Rory Gilmore's cousin falls for the bag boy from Chicago

"Stop fighting it so much Ari, I know you want me just as much as I want you." His lustful voice was like a whisper, his hot breath caressing my face as his dark blue eyes captured mine. Everything screamed at me to give into him, open my mouth and let him devour it hungrily, dig my hands into his hair and pull hard while his fingers ravage me. I declined, I knew better. I pushed him off. "Stop it, I am your bodyguard Stephano, not some whore you can use to satisfy your needs. I am here to guard you, not suck you, or fuck you!" I screamed into his handsome face walking out quickly before I loose it and kiss him hard. It's a war... Who will win? Warning: unedited, contains violence, mature language, a bit of cringe... just a tiny little bit of embarrassing scenarios and it's not cliche!