tom riddle x fem oc 1944 - 1945 i have never known temptation as hypnotic as you. the tale of a spy, a killer, and an enemy of the state. extended summary inside started january 2021 also on ao3 in the process of editing

Amelia Daniels is Harrison Osterfields best friend. When she leaves her dead end job to become a management analyst at Holland enterprises, she meets her new boss, Tom Holland, who she develops a less than ideal relationship with. •warnings: lots of smut in later chapters•

After waking up from one of the most vivid dreams he has ever had, Spencer Reid searches for the woman who captured his heart. It is not until he is working on a case in New York that he finds her. The only downside is the woman he has been looking for has been arrested for the murder of six people. Warnings: Canon-typical violence, graphic smut

Don't you call her baby. We're not talking lately. Don't you call her what you used to call me... A story in which a girl who writes songs falls in love with the boy who sings them. "Color...What a deep and mysterious language, the language of dreams." - Paul Gauguin. DO NOT PRINT MY BOOKS! *TW: story contains mature topics such as mental abuse, PTSD, minor drug usage, and minor sexual content.*

"Follow me," he said gruffly. "But I- ," I stopped when I saw the dark look he gave me. Instead I just looked down and quietly followed him. Once we reached his office I walked inside and immediately shuttered at the draft. Promptly the door slammed shut causing me to jump and it followed by the clicking of the lock. I swallowed the lump down my throat, an ounce of fear trickling through me. "What did I say about running?" He asked in a low, husky voice. "No running," whispered back, not sure if he heard. "And, do you remember what I said would happen next time I caught you running?" He asked. I nodded, my heart thumping extremely loudly in my chest. "Excellent, now bend over the desk," he ordered.

"Smoking is bad, you know." The placid voice speaks up from the distant dark corner, nothing to see but a tall silhouette and an orange glow of a cigarette cherry. "It's the least of my problems," I murmur with my own between my lips, proceeding to feel the stagnant debris valley my throat when I suck delicately. He exhales a chuckle of cynical amusement, his footsteps getting every step clearer to my eardrums until I eventually sense body heat burning my back. "And why is that?" He whispers over my shoulder, hands inviting themselves to grip the railing in front of me so I become a prisoner between his inked arms. I swallow. "Because you'll be the one to kill me first." // Aven Brooks is hired to take pictures for the world-renown punk rock band known today as Duplicity; hoping the experience gets her into her most elite-dreamed university. However, when her lenses accidentally capture more than just cheeky sound checks and performances, she comes to a horrifying discovery that Duplicity is anything but a band. Appalled and frightened, she's trapped. *HIGHEST RANKINGS* #1 IN HARRYSTYLES #1 IN ONEDIRECTION ALL RIGHTS RESERVED TO @happydays1d NOT ALLOWING TRANSLATIONS! CONTAINS VULGAR LANGUAGE / DRUG ABUSE / SEXUAL CONTENT / DESCRIPTIVE VIOLENCE / MENTAL HEALTH READ AT OWN RISK!

Highest rank[#1 in Billionaire] [#1 in youngadult] [#1 in NewAdult] [#1 in Fiction] STARTED:10th January 2019 FINISHED: 11th August 2019 When Chloe followed her big sister to her sister's best friend's wedding, she didn't expect the groom to stop his vows and proclaim her as the love of his life and mother of his unborn child. She was seeing him for the first time and was still a virgin to be carrying his child. What was supposed to be a happy event turned out to be her worse nightmare. All it took was one lie for her family to toss her out of their lives and her boyfriend to break her heart and dump her.