Her fingers curled into fists as her eyes filled with tears. "I'm pregnant," she whispered before she bit her lip. "I'm sorry, what?" Draco asked, praying to some God that he had misheard her. "I'm pregnant, and it's yours."

- includes misspellings - 6 months passed. Hermione still needs to get over her heartbreak. 6 months passed. Draco still has to get used to his single father life. 6 months. So much can happen in 6 months. / / short Fanfic // complete.  Every character belongs to j.k Rowling. I do not support nor respect her. Work can be found on ao3 too - @nathaliesn

The world had gone to hell long ago, taken over by the vampire race. In order to keep some sort of peace in our land, the Vampire Lords made a consecutive agreement. The rich and powerful humans could survive just as they had been, untouched by the vampires save for the occasional blood collections, or so they thought In reality, we were all under their control. Castles spread out throughout our land, one landing in each city. Each castle varied in the number of vampires residing there, but all of them carried a Lord. The Lords were the ones in charge in every city, whether we liked it or not. The vampires often roam through the city, making sure that everyone was in order and no one stepped out of line. If you stepped out of line, you died, end of story. Even if the rich were still under their control, their lives were still better than the poor. The poorest lives held a much worse fate. The men were to be put to work as slaves, whether that meant serving a specific vampire, or just building their castles, they were slaves. The women were to be pets. Pets were the lowest rank you could have. They were forced into cages that were too small to stand in with collars around their necks. They spent their lives in pet shops, just waiting for the dreadful day that they'll be bought. They were treated like animals, trained into what their master wanted, and punished if they misbehaved. Those who were lucky enough to live through that, we're to be slaughtered for their blood at age twenty-five in an act to make sure that our population would stay steady. I was born into this world. Born into this world full of blood-sucking monsters. Except, I was one of the lucky ones. Was. It all ended for me when I was 12, when I was taken away from the last bit of hope and family that I had left. Ever since then, I've lived in a cage, just rotting away, waiting, dreading for the day that some monster would make me his. This is my life. I am a pet. ~~~ Cover by: @mshacake

The Order has fallen. Voldemort has taken over, slowly enslaving the Wizarding World to each and every command. In the aftermath of the war, Hermione Granger has been enlisted as the Dark Lord's right-hand woman after she'd lost all hope on ever avenging her fallen comrades. Her once brilliant mind, now only used as a weapon for destruction. In the years leading to the Order's failure, she'd struck a deal with the Devil himself in order to survive and save all her friends. But when all else fails and there is nothing left of the once bold, bright and beautiful Hermione, it's hard to come back once you've shook hands with the Devil. Slow burn Dramione. Illustrated by the talented @avendellart Word count: 82,109 Best ratings: 24 in #hpfanfic, 32 in #granger, 107 in #death, 63 in #war, 6 in #deathlyhallows Start date: 20.01.21

Dark!James 'Bucky' Barnes/OC AU ~~~ Margaret Everlee is a terribly timid little thing. Living her life as a struggling artist in New York, trying to find her place in the world. That is until the CEO with a dark past, James Barnes sets his sights on her. His infatuation is instantaneous, becoming a man possessed. Desperately needing her to be his own little doll and willing to take down anyone that gets in his way. This story is 18+. Specific tags in the first chapter.

⫶⫶⫶ ᴇ ᴅ ᴇ ʟ y ɴ ⫶⫶⫶ ― Edelyn Aurélia Black learned from a young age that h e r o e s aren't always the ones who win. They're the ones who fight. And so, Edelyn fights, until the green lying dormant behind gunmetal blue irises r i s e s ❛ You sure you're ready, Potter? ❜ ❛ I was born ready, Black. ❜ ▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃ Golden ☾ Era ⨾ gof ⪫ dh Just another S. Black's daughter fic | 2018

Chance Nightshade, a werewolf with a curious curse, will avenge her brother's murder at any cost-even if it means working with an infuriatingly charming vampire prince. Season 1 of Witchfire ***** Cursed with yellow eyes and the ability to tell truth from lies, Chance Nightshade is used to confronting the uncomfortable reality of things. But when a death in the family snowballs into a shadow war between werewolves and vampires, Chance finds herself torn between protecting her pack and working with an irritatingly charming vampire prince to solve her brother's murder. Can she prevent the destruction of everything she holds dear by putting her faith in her enemy? Or will she be forced to save herself and her people by taking up her father's mantle as Alpha...whether he's willing to step down or not? ***** [word count: 90,000-100,000 words] Cover designed by Stefanie Saw

After the death of her older brother Fred, Ginerva Weasley set's out to murder every single Witch or Wizard that had any type of relation to the late evil Voldemort. It's now up to the Famous slytherin Trio and a Solo Agent Know-it-all to track her down and put an end to the Madness. But firstly, they're going to have to work together; And that may be the hardest mission yet. Especially now that old feelings seem to have resurfaced between two unlikely souls.

"What do you want, Malfoy?" She asked angrily. He tutted at her as he sat down. "Is that any way to treat a client?" Her brow furrowed as she narrowed her eyes. "If you're here to waste my time, I'm going to ask you to leave." "I would never waste your time," He answered, leaning sideways in the chair and bringing up one leg to rest his ankle over his knee, smiling at her. "I do have an actual problem that you need to help me with." "From the way I see it, I don't need to help you with anything," She retorted. "Now, I will ask again: what do you want?" He sighed and shook his head slightly. "You will need to help me, actually, unless you want an unstable werewolf at the next full moon." She stared at him, her mouth dropping slightly. "You've got to be joking." His expression turned more serious. "I most certainly am not, Granger." "You're a werewolf." Brand new story! Takes after the theory of Draco being bitten by Fenrir Greyback after Lucius failed to retrieve the prophecy, and the story takes place 5 years after the battle in 2003. Enjoy everyone! Characters belong to JK Rowling

Hermione and the gang had defeated Voldemort and everything seemed to be going well. They head back to Hogwarts to re-do their last year, her romantic relationship with Ron was blossoming. Everything seemed to be going okay until a certain tall, grey-stormy-eyed boy crashed into her life and she suddenly realised her relationship with Ron wasn't going as smoothly as planned. Fights between the two, and to make her life even more complicated, Draco Malfoy confessed himself having a Veela heritage. Which was fine with her until he further explained that she was his mate. In denial, confused and angry, Hermione desperately tries to rekindle her relationship with Ron, only to find that her heart was no longer interested in the cocky, annoying, red-head. It was set on the mysterious boy that she thought she would hate forever. Mistakes are made, inner battles won, inner battles lost. Friendships destroyed, friendships changed. Will Hermione forgive Draco's mistakes just as he might heal her wounds?