I walked over to him and inspected his face. Flecks of blood scattered his pearl skin like red freckles. 'You need to be cleaned too Malfoy.' I looked at him through my lashes, a hint of temptation in my voice. I leaned on my tip toes and whispered in his ear, my lips grazing his skin causing him to shudder. 'Now strip Draco.' Fifth year on--- Mature Audiences- Will feature adult themes and language New story publishing often as possible !! Link to Spotify playlist in bio🐍

"I've lost so much and I can't take it any longer," Harry sighed. Valencia walked towards him with a pained expression plastered on her face. Her hand reached out and caressed his cheek with the tips of her fingers. "Then let it consume you," Read Content Warnings!! Collab with @/talesofalora

𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆: 𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐒 𝐒𝐓𝐎𝐑𝐘 𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐓𝐀𝐈𝐍𝐒 𝐄𝐗𝐏𝐋𝐈𝐂𝐈𝐓 𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐓 𝐖𝐈𝐓𝐇 𝐒𝐄𝐗𝐔𝐀𝐋 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐓𝐑𝐈𝐆𝐆𝐄𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐒𝐂𝐄𝐍𝐄𝐒. 𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐃 𝐀𝐓 𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑 𝐎𝐖𝐍 𝐑𝐈𝐒𝐊. ❝𝙒𝙤𝙪𝙡𝙙 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙗𝙡𝙚𝙚𝙙 𝙛𝙤𝙧 𝙢𝙚 𝙡𝙞𝙠𝙚 𝙄 𝙗𝙡𝙚𝙚𝙙 𝙛𝙤𝙧 𝙮𝙤𝙪?❞ A war between the souls. For each soul holds another story. And each story holds another love. But not all souls love in the same realm. Not all souls love. ❝𝙔𝙤𝙪 𝙖𝙡𝙬𝙖𝙮𝙨 𝙙𝙞𝙙 𝙨𝙖𝙮 𝙧𝙚𝙙 𝙬𝙖𝙨 𝙢𝙮 𝙘𝙤𝙡𝙤𝙪𝙧.❞

Davina finds herself falling for one of her professors. **Contains Mature Content & language** all characters except Cerelia, Davina and Alice belong to j.k rowling

POST WAR DRACO, THEO, BLAISE + MORE He says, "Oh, baby girl, don't get cut on my edges. I'm the king of everything and oh, my tongue is a weapon. There's a light in the crack that's separating your thighs.. 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙞𝙛 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙬𝙖𝙣𝙣𝙖 𝙜𝙤 𝙩𝙤 𝙝𝙚𝙖𝙫𝙚𝙣 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙨𝙝𝙤𝙪𝙡𝙙 𝙛𝙪𝙘𝙠 𝙢𝙚 𝙩𝙤𝙣𝙞𝙜𝙝𝙩." Congratulations, you've survived the war. Now live with the trauma. Eighth-year Slytherins Draco Malfoy, Blaise Zabini, Theodore Nott, Pansy Parkinson, Marley Kingsley, and Lydia Longbottom have to manage their new life and close relationships post Battle of Hogwarts to piece together what happened to cause the downfall of their friend group. This is not a slow burn!! Multiple POV + smut. hp/ post-war very PLL, high school drama style book *I do not take credit for any Harry Potter plots, series, characters, or writing.* 18+ ***READER DISCRETION IS ADVISED*** ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

Katherine Harvey, 5th year. Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. "Oh, what have I done to have the Slytherin prince looking for me?" "Someone told me you looked hot. I had to see with my own eyes." A Draco Malfoy love story. Slytherin reader. *Mature content*

| Draco x OC | Draco was lucky to turn his life around after the war. He got a job at the Ministry of Magic, married Astoria Greengrass and lived a normal life he never thought he'd get. Until Astoria died. 5 years later he frequents a muggle pub, hoping to escape the wizarding world once a week. Until he gets to know the muggle bartender, and his life takes a dramatic turn he didn't expect. #1 - dracomalfoylovestory #1 - dracolovestory #1 - muggle

1/2 "𝑾𝒉𝒐 𝒅𝒐 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒃𝒆𝒍𝒐𝒏𝒈 𝒕𝒐𝒐" 𝑫𝒓𝒂𝒄𝒐 𝒂𝒔𝒌𝒆𝒅 𝒄𝒉𝒐𝒌𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒍𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕𝒍𝒚 "𝑰 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒌 𝒉𝒆 𝒂𝒔𝒌𝒆𝒅 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒂 𝒒𝒖𝒆𝒔𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏 𝒔𝒐 𝒇𝒖𝒄𝒌𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒂𝒏𝒔𝒘𝒆𝒓 𝒉𝒊𝒎" 𝑻𝒐𝒎 𝒔𝒂𝒊𝒅 𝒈𝒍𝒊𝒅𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒌𝒏𝒊𝒇𝒆 𝒂𝒄𝒓𝒐𝒔𝒔 𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒃𝒐𝒅𝒚 What happens when Evelyn Monroe finds herself trapped in a love triangle at the start of 6th year during OWLS between her two bestfriends? What will happen? Draco Malfoy x Tom Riddle reader ||Smut|| Cover by @crysun03 #1 ~ poly-relationship (9/29/21) #3 ~ lorenzo (9/29/21)

slowburn enemies to lovers. - PG 16, explicit content. - "I love this book so much oh my god Draco is literally exactly as you'd expect him to be" "this is literally the only y/n girl that hasn't made me cringe i love it here" "OKAY I AM CALLING IT NOW THIS IS THE BEST WHATTPAD BOOK EVER." "The attention to detail is EVERYTHING" "THIS BOOK IS ELITE." "I think I just had an orgasm reading that" "When I say I gasped, I GASPED BITCH" "Pressing his arm and elbow in my chest, he thrusted me forward and up against the icy crystalline wall. The back of my head was the first to feel the wrath of his push as it slowly began to slide back down, leaving bits of my snarled hair upwards. He wrapped his left silver ringed hand on my pulsating neck. His hands piercingly cold, contrasting with the warmth of the newly bruised skin on my nape. As he began to loosen his grip, his bitter grey stoned eyes stared up at mine. I could tell he knew he had lost control and dare I say, I even picked up on a hint of regret. "

my dearest darling love,