will two people who have loved each other since forever suddenly confess their feelings when they are avoiding each other but are forced to go on a road trip together? - started - 9/30/21 completed - ? jvosdrunk © instagram - jvosdrunk 🤍 p.s- i made this a while ago and just wanted to clear up that i do not ship jenzie at all! both of them are in relationships irl and im very happy for the two of them<3. this is a johnny orlando fanfiction and i just took mackenzie as a character and thats it! i hope ya'll understand. enjoy reading ily <3

☄︎ ⋆·˚ ⋆ *. ⇒ 𝐨𝐩𝐞𝐧 𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐂𝐈𝐍𝐍𝐀𝐌𝐎𝐍 𝐃𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐌𝐒 Eleanor Lupin hates her life. This isn't an overstatement. She's barely allowed to do anything, basically her parents are safety freaks who worry that she's going to get herself killed. But it's more than that. Elle's been conditioned to be oblivious, to not notice the signs as she grew up of the light bulbs flickering, the ornaments on the mantle piece shaking and the mirrors shattering because there's no way that she could have caused that, right? ✰✰✰ A story where a young girl discovers the lies embedded in her life by her parents and ends up being introduced into a world of magic, friendship and eventually 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆 ⇒ Started - 29th August 2020 Finished - 18th October 2020 ⇐

Fem!Neville Neve Longbottom longs for her prince to come, but no matter how much she kisses her toad, he simply remains just that. Embarrassingly clumsy and hopeless romantic Neve struggles her way through Hogwarts, not realising her prince is actually closer than she thinks. ---- From enemies to lovers ****** TRIGGER WARNINGS: Contains mature language and sexual scenes throughout Mentions of alcohol misuse Violence, death and grief Sexual violence ****** Spanish translation can be found in my reading lists on my profile. ****** Cover designed and created by @etsansmoi

Olive Lark was the most introverted and shy person you'd meet at Hogwarts. With a rather heavy addiction to writing and a small ring of friends, you would never find her doing something wild and crazy for attention. Ironically, she had one of the most unique abilities that would attract attention even if she didn't want to. Ollie had the ability to willingly, and sometimes unwillingly, alter her appearance, also called a metamorphmagus. Fred and George Weasley, the best and only outgoing pranksters at Hogwarts find themselves at the mercy of their own pranks when a mysterious black cat often messed up their tricks and turned them against the twins. Ollie would never had guessed she'd be the one to secretly mess with the legacy Fred and George are trying to leave behind with their pranks. She also would never have found friends in the most unlikely of places as a result of her feline antics. Being dragged into an adventure as dark times approach, Olive's writing addiction and metamorphic abilities become more than just altering her looks and writing the most thrilling stories.

*Complete, finished story* *Not cannon to the Harry Potter Universe (obviously).* *1st person told, switching POV story.* *Set during The Goblet of Fire going through The Deathly Hallows* Emily Sterling is a Hufflepuff Prefect, a Beater on the Quidditch Team, and a very smart student, earning nine O's and one E on her O.W.L.'s. Everyone told her that she was destined for great things in life. Her world was about to be turned upside down when she takes in the intoxicating scent from an Amortentia Potion and she makes it her mission to figure out who matched those particular scents that she smelled. She never thought to go to the one of the Weasley twins first. In truth she had never given much thought to the Weasley twins before. She thought that they were funny, and sometimes she enjoyed watching them prank others, but that was about it. But now her world was about to change forever because of one of them. Warning: Adult language and content throughout. Disclaimer: I own nothing but the storyline itself and the characters I created.

Daisy Partridge has been recently expelled from Ilvermorny School for Witchcraft and Wizardry for fighting and is now starting at Hogwarts. She wanted to keep to herself, not make any friends, but that quickly changed when she meets a happy young man and his twin brother on the train ride there. (From The Prisoner of Azkaban through The Deathly Hallows) Warning: Adult language and content throughout. Disclaimer: I own nothing but the storyline itself and the characters I created.

"You know," I said with a bit of a smug look as I looked down at the last word to be found in the crossword. "Hope is a four letter word." "So is dead," George answers, a serious look on his face. My smile dropped as he moved the crossword back into the pile of old newspapers. ~ Iris Parkinson is one of the most hopeful girls you will ever meet. Besides having a dead brother, having her sister try to kill her and loving her engaged best friend, she has a good life. Its always look on the bright side for her. There's no looking back into the past, she just looks ahead. So what happens when she finds her complete opposite that used to be exactly like her? George Weasley is alone. Besides having six other siblings and a loving mum and dad, he is alone. They don't understand his pain. No one does. It was his twin, his other half. And he's gone. Cover credit : imminence_

Fallon Flores is nothing but disappointed when she is informed that she has to attend Hogwarts because of her tenth suspension. She doesn't like overly snobby people, and she doesn't like people who obsess over something that people cant control; so it is a surprise when fate decides to surround her with those people. (a draco malfoy story) ♡︎♌︎♡︎♌︎♡︎♌︎♡︎♌︎♡︎♌︎♡︎ "I'm not going to hurt you." He says. His tone is not harsh, yet it is not gentle. The only word that I can describe it as is cold. "What?" I ask, confused on why he had to assure me. His thumb that is against my lower jaw moves side ways, wiping away a moving tear. I didn't notice that I was crying, yet he noticed. What else has he noticed about me that I haven't ? I don't know what to say, so I just sit obediently in silence. I shouldn't be nervous, but I am. The smell of peppermint, expensive cologne, and a small hint of apples hugs the air that I am breathing. He smells good, intoxicatingly good. My heart is rapidly beating against my chest as I focus on the feeling of his cold hands gripping onto my jaw. How the silver ring on his index finger digs into me, and how big his hand is compared to my jaw can't help but make me feel things that I shouldn't. ☀︎︎ ☀︎︎ ☀︎︎ Contains smut