In which love lived to be lethal, and sin strived to heal all. "I will kill every soul that tries to scratch yours." They would constantly tear the world apart to keep each other in pieces. ____ A slow-burn Draco Malfoy love story with a heavy plot. Trigger warning. This story contains mature content. Such as violent actions, sexual actions, abuse, rape, character deaths, signs of self-harm, psychological trauma, and foul language, 18+ only, All the characters in this book are over the age of 18. I do own Amelie Avery and the plots created by me, but other than that, I do not own any characters or events in this story. All credit goes to J.K Rowling.

Look, I didn't know I was a witch. I didn't know that the Harry Potter world was real. I didn't know that I possessed powers Voldemort wanted. All my life I thought Harry Potter was a children's book series and Harry was a brave guy with a scar and Dumbledore was a complicated person and Hermione was a know-it-all and Draco didn't have a choice and Ron was our king and Voldemort was a bald, noseless guy hungry for power. I didn't know that somewhere in the universe, alongside normal muggle life, it was actually happening. So naturally when Rubeus Hagrid hands me my letter of Third year, my reply was, "Are you kidding me?" But he was not. Then somehow I was time travelled back to 1994 and I started changing the foretold. Because, after all, I was the Girl of the second prophecy. I was meant to stop the war. 𝙏𝙃𝙀 𝙈𝘼𝙄𝙉 𝙎𝙏𝙊𝙍𝙔

Platinum Blonde hair, aristocratic features, cold hands gripping her thighs, sweet nothings, vulgar words and moonlit eyes showing how badly he would be damned for her. Annalise wanted all of it. She never wanted anything this bad. She never asked for anything than to wake up with him every morning. She never expected to fall for her nemesis. She never expected to fall for someone who's afraid of falling. She never expected to fall for a boy with traumas. She never expected to fall for the boy who had hurt her. She never expected to fall for her roommate. But she did. And now it's fucking her up. ◆ Warning: Matured Content, suitable for readers above the age of 17. It includes harassment and vulgar use of words, I suggest you read it at your own risk.

❝ you're like a mystery just waiting to be solved. ❞ in which 𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐠𝐨 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐭𝐭 holds more power than she ever bargained for. 𝐎𝐑 realizes that she sees more than power and glory behind his grey eyes. 『 based on the books: ootp - dh 』 status: order of the phoenix - completed half-blood prince - completed deathly hallows - completed #1 on "dracofanfic" ( 2nd nov, 2020 ) #1 on "deathlyhallows" ( 12th nov, 2020 ) original story by: @cherrymalfoys

After the Second Wizarding War, Eighth Year student and budding journalist Gabriella Ainsley is promised her dream job at The Daily Prophet if she successfully completes an assignment - interview and get the scoop on the Malfoy Family. Who was Narcissa Malfoy's first love? How did Lucius and Narcissa meet? What was the REAL reason their precious son and fellow Eighth Year student Draco Malfoy worked for one of the darkest wizards of all time? The longer she spends on this project, the quicker she discovers there is more than meets the eye to the haughty, flaxen-haired family. She also begins to find her loyalties tested: between her boyfriend, Montague, and her growing attraction for the young Malfoy heir; and - more importantly - between publishing lies to keep her coveted job, or telling the truth. But what IS the truth about the Malfoys? The beautiful book cover is made by the wonderful @lumireii!!!

-------------------------------------------- His breathing was even as he whispered to her, "Run. Get away from me. Run before I break you too. Please let me keep you alive, let me die while believing you lived", he whispered against her lips as she sat on his lap on the chair. "If you fucking die, I will kill them. I will kill every single one of them if they had failed you. Say the name and they're dead. I will not hesitate to shove their blood onto your hands. Their deaths will be at your feet. You get yourself killed and I'll drop the bodies at your grave." Her thumb went over his cheekbones as she cupped his cheek. He had cheekbones sharp enough that could sever a girl's heart. "Who will you kill? There is none that I care about anymore", she whispered back, her voice hoarse. --------------------------------------------- Will not go after the same plotline as the Harry Potter books by J.K. ROWLING. The characters belong to her. Character Lorenzo Berkshire belongs to -babynaomi here on Wattpad.