Genevieve Blackwood was Emmett Mcarty's first love.She was 19 when she was ambushed by a group of nomads in the year 1936, just one year after her fiancé went missing. ~ ~ Emmett Mcarty was Genevieve Blackwoods first love. He was 20 when he went hunting for his family and got mauled by a bear in the year 1935 and that is when Rosalie Hale smelt his blood and knew right then and their that was her platonic soulmate. ~ ~ When people saw Emmett and Genevieve together they always would smile,young kids would say that what i want when i grow up and old people said that's true love. Nobody thought that would come crashing down in the year 1935. Authors Note: Okay so hi this is my first ever book being written and i hope you enjoy also please understand i might not update everyday because i have a life. Much love sorrowx🪞

She died knowing how the story ended. She woke up as Penelope Potter. Reborn into the world she once read about, Penelope knows exactly what's supposed to happen. The letters. The sorting. The "golden trio." The war. She also knows how many times she's supposed to be manipulated, lied to, and led like a lamb to slaughter. Not this time. Penelope remembers every strategic mistake the "light" side made. She remembers who benefited from her fame. Who attached themselves to her name. Who smiled a little too brightly when cameras were watching. The Weasleys are warm. Welcoming. Poor. Loyal. They're also far too eager. She refuses to be anyone's meal ticket. She refuses to bankroll someone else's ambitions. She refuses to mistake dependency for friendship. As for Albus Dumbledore? His twinkling eyes miss nothing. Especially not the way Penelope no longer trusts him. And when whispers of Voldemort begin stirring again, Penelope realizes something terrifying: The future is shifting. Because she is. This isn't the story about a boy who followed prophecy. It's about a girl who breaks it. And this time? She won't be anyone's pawn.

She was born a twin to the Boy Who Lived-and cast aside as if she never mattered. Lyra Potter entered the world beside Harry, sharing his blood, his fate... and none of his love. Branded the wrong child, the unnecessary twin, she was rejected early, quietly erased from the family that should have protected her. What followed was not neglect-but betrayal. Sold into the hands of HYDRA, Lyra became an experiment, a living weapon shaped by cruelty, magic, and death itself. She survives. She always does. Taken from her world and cast into the shinobi lands, Lyra grows up in war. There, her power evolves into something the world fears and cannot control-chakra fused with necromancy, death answering her call like an old friend. On battlefields soaked in blood, she earns a name that will be carved into legends and intelligence reports alike: The Grave Witch. SSS+ Threat. But this is not Harry Potter's story. This is hers. As Lyra fights through war from childhood to adolescence, she builds something she was never given-identity, purpose, and chosen bonds. Minato Namikaze, brilliant, kind, and impossibly human, becomes more than an ally. He is her anchor, her equal, and eventually, her love-someone who sees the weapon and chooses the girl anyway. Dark, emotionally charged, and unapologetically brutal, this story explores rejection, survival, and reclaiming one's name. It is about a girl who was discarded by destiny itself and chose to carve her own legend from the grave upward-no prophecy, no savior narrative, no borrowed spotlight. She is not the twin left behind. She is the one who endured. This is the story of Lyra Potter- the rejected twin, the HYDRA experiment, the Grave Witch who refused to disappear, and the girl who finally chose love on her own terms.

The story of a bastard and a Prince and everyone in between. Image: Yennefer and witcher by /cathbotsman on @DeviantArt *Characters are not set to follow GRRMs plotline* No characters apart from original characters, places, objects or major plots belong to me.

Uma fã de Harry Potter reencarna no mundo de magia , mas no ano de 1960 , e acaba se tornando a alma gêmea de James Fleamont Potter . Todos os direitos da série Harry Potter e seus personagens para J. K. Rowling. imagens tiradas da Internet e pinterest direitos da história e dos O'c são meus .

Rose Emma Potter-Black-Pendragon, the girl who lived, destroyer of the Dark Lord, child of the Mother of Magic, chosen by Death, mistress of DeathLady of Slytherin, Hufflepuff, Gryffindor, and Ravenclaw, Lady of Hogwarts, Queen of the Magical World, Curse Breaker, Death Rider, Unburnt in Fire, Mother of Dragons, Celestial Seahorse, Queen Valeria. (English is not my first language and there may be mistakes, Valyrian letters will be in Latin)

Severus let out a small sigh. "Don't you want a place you can truly call home? Somewhere that's just for us? When we retire, I promise I'll get us a house like that." Rosabelle lifted her head to look at Severus. Their noses were almost touching. "Wherever you are is home to me, Sev. You know that, don't you?" She said, with a soft smile. YOU WANT A HAPPY AND WHOLESOME SEVERUS FANFIC? WELL, THIS IS IT! Copyright 2023 MiraaChe Disclaimer: Any events, places, items, or characters from the Harry Potter Series belongs to J.K Rowling, a fantastic writer. I only added/changed a few things of my own. OC Rosabelle Snape belongs to me.

Bloody and trapped, Hermione is violently thrust backward, but not into the past she remembers. Reborn into the body of Hermione Evans, Lily Evans's sister, decades before the rise of Voldemort. Hermione must navigate childhood again while carrying the weight of war, abandonment, and loss. Growing up alongside figures she once knew as legends, she becomes a quiet architect of change, attempting to soften fate without shattering time itself.

Priscilla Ravenshade was once an ordinary girl in another world - a devoted Harry Potter fan who lost her life to cancer. But death was not her end. She awakens in a new life, reborn into the ancient and mysterious pure-blood family of the Ravenshades. With golden hair, radiant health, and eyes the color of a red eclipse, Priscilla soon discovers that this world she once only read about is far more dangerous - and far more magical - than she ever imagined.

Seraphine. Rejected by two fated mates... Will the third fated mate be different?