Alcina Dimitrescu, lady of the castle on top of a small Romanian village and one of the lords of it, killed yet another maiden, having found the young woman to be spying on her and her daughters. Mother Miranda is growing tired of that too, decides to send her a special maiden, one she knows as loyal, one of her own personal ones. Alcina doubts it but cannot say no to Mother Miranda and so this new maiden enters her life, shaking up what she thought about humans and their abilities and, maybe, finds what has been missing in her life all along. (cover image not mine) -------------------------------------------------------------- Other Resident Evil books: The Fifth Lord (Mother Miranda X F.OC) - Draft Blood, Dolls & Monsters (Donna X F.OC) - Hiatus/being written -------------------------------------- I HAVE NO MONEY!!! Stop offering me to draw me comics of my stories, I cannot pay you, you know who you are... If you do, I WILL block you.

She walks quietly over to the bathroom door, her steps almost silent on the soft carpet beneath her feet. She stops just a few feet away, the bathroom door in front of her, the water running steadily inside. She debates with herself for a moment, hesitating. Is it too intrusive to fucking peek? Would Selene even care? The thoughts swirl, but Ayla's curiosity gets the best of her. She leans closer to the door, her heart beating faster as she edges just a little closer, trying to catch a glimpse of what's happening inside. But before she can get too close, a voice, soft yet commanding, calls out from the bathroom. "You've got a lot of damn questions, don't you?" Ayla freezes, her breath caught in her throat, heart skipping a beat. Selene's voice is smooth, unaffected, as though she knew exactly what Ayla was thinking. Ayla straightens, a flush creeping up her neck, realizing she's been caught. "I-uh-I wasn't..." She stumbles for words, feeling embarrassed but also strangely intrigued. "I didn't mean to-" Selene interrupts her, though there's no judgment in her tone, just that same quiet confidence. "It's fine. Curiosity is natural." The sound of water splashing softly echoes through the door, followed by the soft clink of glass-likely the sound of Selene setting something down. Ayla hesitates for a moment before speaking, her voice quieter now. "Are you... are you okay in there?" Selene's chuckle reaches Ayla, low and almost amused. "I'm perfectly fine, little fox, You should be more concerned with your own safety than my bath." To be continued....... All copyright © 2024. reserved by @phantoms_haunt_me This book and any portion thereof may not be reproduced or used in any manner whatsoever without the express written permission of the author. Do not copy my work this strictly prohibited. Plagiarism is not allowed.

The birth of the true Dark Lord draws nigh...born to those who shall thrice defy the Fallen Lord, born as the seventh month dies... He shall set to rights the unbalance and claim the immortal throne...his army shall be legion, and Death shall be his Servant... The lily and the stag watch over him and the Wolf and Dogstar nurture him...The cat shall guide and the Serpent train him...Marked by the Lady's Own Hand...The birth of the true Dark Lord approaches...born to those who will thrice defy the Fallen Lord... When Harry learns of his true purpose, his life is thrown into chaos. He finds himself trusting people he never thought he would while others are not much of a surprise. How will Harry and his allies react to the threats that rise up against them?

Tom, as much as he hates to admit it, wants to fit in the wizarding world. Make a name. Probably kill Dumbledore. (And wants a family *it's a secret*). Harry wanted to change the world. Rule it. Become great. (And wants someone who will love him *again a secret*) Tom is the Mudblood of Slytherin. The outcast. Hogwarts most intelligent student. The most distrusted. (And he is great) Harry is the Star Pupil of Ilvermorny. Lord Peverell. The most intelligent wizard ever known. The most trusted. (And he is great) What will happen when they crash?

What if Harry Potter made a deal with Voldemort? The light really fucked up on this one. "Ruin me then, my lord." Oh he would, in a way you wouldn't think. But, a baby running around the dark lords home wouldn't be too bad would it?

A botched ritual, an irate Potions Master, and a series of magical chain reactions bring a new twist to the middle of Harry's OWL year... what's next? Ps. I don't own this story but i was given permission to put it on wattpad by the author. You can find them on fanfiction.net

A foreign headmaster goes to England for a trip. He feels a pull of magic and follows it to a home where he witnesses Harry being horribly abused. This wizard will not stand for it, however. He helps the child while gladly breaking a few rules to do it ...

Harry has been gone for two years. When he returns he's cold and different. And he's out for everyone that made him this way. This story is not mine and belongs to WereBunny87 on ffn.net.

"One, two, or three?" I tugged at the binds that tied me down to the leather chair in his private lab, my heart pounding as warm breath caressed my skin; trembling when he dips a thumb in my mouth. [SNARRY] DISCONTINUED

Taerel aka Harry was raised as a High Elf when he landed in their world not knowing what his name was he was giving a new name Taerel, he was trained with his new family the Heikrana's to become a Healer, nothing said about him learning to defend himself mind you... Until one day when he was summoned to a school of Witchcraft and Wizardry and told that he must compete in a horrible tournament Better yet he was also told that he was the key to killing He Who Shall Not Be Named and that he was The Boy Who Lived......