"𝐊𝐧𝐞𝐞𝐥 𝐛𝐞𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐦𝐞, 𝐝𝐚𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠. 𝐀𝐧𝐝 𝐈 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐢𝐬𝐞 𝐧𝐨𝐛𝐨𝐝𝐲 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐡𝐮𝐫𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐚𝐠𝐚𝐢𝐧 𝐨𝐫 𝐈'𝐥𝐥 𝐤𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐦 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐈'𝐥𝐥 𝐛𝐞 𝐛𝐫𝐮𝐭𝐚𝐥." #1 in tomriddle (12/14/2020) #1 in harrypotter (09/08/2020) #1 in voldemort (09/02/2020) #1 in riddle (09/02/2020) #1 in evil (10/12/2020) [All the characters with the exception of Seraphina, some close friends and her family belong to J. K. Rowling] [Warning: mature content, violence, sensible themes and inappropriate language]

Anastasia Delaney was Tom Riddle's most trusted follower at Hogwarts. As she helped the Dark Lord achieve his goals their bond strengthened and she believed they were destined for greatness, until she wakes up 53 years later in the same room, in the same school, at the same age. As Anastasia tries to find a way back to her life and her lover, she must become a student at a completely different Hogwarts where she meets a boy they call the "Chosen One" who escaped the wrath of wizard so powerful people daren't say his name. Tom Riddle fanfic Harry Potter fanfic Mature themes!

"𝑻𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒆 𝒊𝒔 𝒏𝒐 𝒈𝒐𝒐𝒅 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒆𝒗𝒊𝒍. 𝑻𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒆'𝒔 𝒐𝒏𝒍𝒚 𝒑𝒐𝒘𝒆𝒓. 𝑨𝒏𝒅 𝒕𝒉𝒐𝒔𝒆 𝒕𝒐𝒐 𝒘𝒆𝒂𝒌 𝒕𝒐 𝒔𝒆𝒆𝒌 𝒊𝒕" There was a time when Lord Voldemort was a kid, forced to live into an orphanage full of people who couldn't understand the young Tom Riddle. There was a time when Lord Voldemort was just a student as many others who attented the School of Witchcraft and Wizardry of Hogwarts. There was a time when Lord Voldemort was only human, but he was scared of love and unable to trust anyone. Evelyn Burke was just a simple girl who happened to attend Hogwarts with Tom Riddle. And she was so ambitious to think she could change history.

It's a Tom Riddle fanfic obvi... •SHITTY DESCRIPTION ACTIVATED• Tom Marvolo Riddle has no heart. At least, that is how it seems. And he is completely fine with that. He has no one to love and no one to love him in return....that is, until he meets her. Cassiopeia Ara Black is pure-blood royalty, but you can hardly tell because of her constant happiness. Her jokes are cheesy, her pranks are marvellous, both of which are unlikely of a woman of her stature. Being the purest of the pure is hard work, especially if your mum is obsessed with you being married off to a man you barely know. When these two worlds collide through unexpected work on Tom's side, things get confusing, weird, and....just...yeah, I give up. Highest ranking: 0 cuz I'm too good for an actual ranking ••• IM FINALLY EDITING THIS DAMNED BOOK SO IT MIGHT ACTUALLY BE GOOD SOON HOLY SHIT!!! ILL BE ADDING CHAPTERS AND EDITING CURRENT ONES SO FORGIVE ME IF THIS BOOK IS A HOT MESS FOR A WHILE

Tudo poderia ter sido diferente se Tom Riddle o futuro Lorde das Trevas tivesse conhecido Pollyanna? Pollyanna a excêntrica, atrevida e encantadora garotinha de 11 anos perde o pai e vai para um orfanato em Londres - o Orfanato Wools -, onde descobre ser muito mais especial do que imagina.

"Promise me, Cindria! Please!" Tom pleaded, now gripping my arms in a vice-like a grip. "I won't, I won't promise something when I know I'm going to break that promise, Tom," I said shaking my head. I refused to comply with Tom's demands because I knew one way or another, I'd be forced to get involved in what's happening. Whatever was happening. "Fine! You leave me no choice! Nagini!" I heard Tom say, and when he uttered that familiar name, I began to tremble. "Tom...Tom! what are you doing?" I said weakly, raising my hands to his muscled biceps. "Protecting you," he replied, just as Nagini, Tom's huge snake, slithered into the room. I could feel myself becoming faint and I pressed myself into Tom for protection from the venomous creature. He wouldn't. Would he? He would. "Tom...You promised...You promised that it wouldn't come near me!" I began to panic, now trying to get away from Tom, who held me around the waist, tightly against him. "I know what I promised, Cindria, I promise Nagini won't hurt you. She'll just be outside your door, guarding you, making sure nothing happens to you in case you have any ideas," he told me, putting his hand on my cheek. "Please don't do this, you don't have to do this," I whispered, tears making their way to my eyes.

"I suggest you leave, before I lose complete control of my hormones and perhaps lose my mind over you." "And what if I don't leave, Tom?" she said, with a smirk forming at the corner of her lips. "Then I'll rather do something, that will make you scream my name."