They hated each other when they were young or should i say ENEMIES , Mattheo thinks Y/n is just a freak but as they got older Mattheo realized that he love Y/n , hiding his true feelings about her and pretending that he don't care about her but in reality he cares about her , he loves her...

It is a story of love and lust. Yn malfoy. Adopted by the malfoys at a young age. She goes to hogwarts , and slythrin has many friends. But can the son of the dark lord interest her? Read to find out!! (Abandoned)

⚠️TRIGGER WARNING⚠️ This story contains: Swearing, Death, Mention SA & Cringe Jokes Evelyn Potter (y/n) is in her third year at Hogwarts with her brother Harry. At the start of the year a new student, in her year, gets sorted into Slytherin. Mattheo Riddle, son of Lord Voldemort. Potter and Riddle clearly don't mix, or do they. Mattheo Riddle created by @Yasmineamaro Sometimes parts will change slightly as I'm editing parts while writing others. :) All other characters made by JK. Rowling

(Y/N Malfoy) *SMUT* it's your first year at Hogwarts, you make some interesting friends and have some spicy loves <3 hope you enjoy!!!

Yn was rushing trough the corridors bc she was almost late for potions. When she arrived she got paired up with the one and only, Mattheo Riddle.

Lovetta Sinclair has been inlove with a certain someone for a year. Yet he's never batted an eye toward her. When her sister gets a new roomie, it all goes sideways. Xavier Thorpe, a tortured artist, has never really been In love until his raven arrives. Until he's accused of homicide, only one person stayed by his side. Lovetta isn't his Raven. But was he ever really in love with the raven?

Love. As 'beautiful' as love can be it hurts and bleeds. If you're unlucky you may even love the very person you know you can't have. The best friend, The distant boyfriend, The sisters friend, The brothers friend, The ex best friend, Love isn't always given back the way you gave it. Leaving you with half a heart as the person you gave your half too never gave you their half back. But what if someone else has another half to make yours whole again?

"How do you say idiot in Italian?" "Bell'uomo." [ℎ𝑎𝑛𝑑𝑠𝑜𝑚𝑒 𝑚𝑎𝑛] "You're a bell'uomo." .・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。. Isabelle Ariti just needed someone to talk to, and Leonardo Rossi happened to be there. He was her escape and she was his. Her obsession with sunglasses and constant talking went well with his quite behavior and glares he sent to everyone else. They weren't a likely match but somehow they understood each other more than anyone else could. He was rude and blunt to everyone; everyone but her. She was extroverted and bold to all; especially him. .・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。. Isabelle Ariti just wanted waffles and to meet someone new. She didn't expect to spark the mafias dons right hand mans interest. Leonardo Rossi just wanted to be alone and have coffee. He wasn't expecting the talkative girl that didn't know what a filter was to rope him in with her unexpected comments. .・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。. "Do you love me?" "Endlessly." .・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。. The chapters get better as the story goes on/theres character development Words: 137,631k .・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。.

She's a wild, free spirit who sees the good in everyone, and he's the hardened, bad-tempered loner who wants nothing to do with her-yet no matter how hard he tries to push her away, she's the one temptation he can't escape. *** He's never met someone with such a bubbly personality. Not to mention the wildness and odd phrases she says every five minutes. He hates it. He hates how he can't stay away from it. He hates what she does to him; it's not like him to chase after some girl. She gets under his skin like no other. She's never met someone with such a bad attitude. He's ill-mannered and menacing. The glare never seems to leave his face. Considering it all, she can't help but feel the attraction toward him. Dangerous attraction toward a seemingly dangerous man. Maybe it's the tattoos on his arm that gets her attention. Or maybe it's because she can tell there's hope for good under his rough exterior. And she's about to find it, whether he likes it or not. It's no secret that the two of them are complete and total opposites. *** "You like being called Sugar, don't you?" I tease, placing my toothbrush back after finishing. He does the same and gives me a side-eyed scowl. He grips my chin harshly and kisses me. My body temperature raises a good ten degrees and my right leg goes all wiggly. He pulls away. "You like it when I kiss you, don't you?" He teases the same way I did to him and I'm left blubbering. "I think both of our questions are rhetorical," I lower my voice up at him. His lip curls up into a smirk. *** #1 in Young Adult #9 in Badboy #1 in Cold #3 in Goodgirl #1 in Sweetheart #14 in Love *** *Warning* This story contains mature themes (language, scenes)

Aubrey Wilson has the heart of an angel. As the type of person to always trust in others, she's admirable to peers. A total darling, but with a sadness that encases her heart. Anyone could shrink down in fright at the receiving end of Luke Taylor's infamous glare. Tall, muscular, dark-haired, and handsome, he's no stranger on or off the field. Not a kind stranger either. A total brooding asshole, but with a sadness that encases his heart. --- "You didn't have to hit him or anything," I lie my head on his broad, strong shoulder. "He shouldn't have touched you like that," he tucks a curl behind my ear. ~Strong Language~ ~Mild Violence~