"𝐈 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐬𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮, 𝐑𝐞𝐠𝐮𝐥𝐮𝐬 𝐁𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐤. 𝐖𝐡𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐢𝐭 𝐭𝐚𝐤𝐞𝐬." "𝐃𝐨𝐧'𝐭 𝐰𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞, 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐜𝐚𝐧'𝐭 𝐬𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐚 𝐝𝐞𝐚𝐝 𝐦𝐚𝐧." "𝐖𝐞𝐥𝐥, 𝐈 𝐠𝐮𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐦𝐞𝐚𝐧𝐬 𝐈'𝐥𝐥 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐫𝐲 𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐧, 𝐰𝐨𝐧'𝐭 𝐈?"

Sylvie Regulus Black. It has a nice ring to it doesn't it? Sylvie Lydia Malfoy was betrothed to Regulus Arcturus Black since the second she was born. Contracts sealed, unfaithful to the contract will result in death. Regulus Arcturus Black. Two peas in a pod, as corny as it sounds. They were best friends for years until Sylvie and Regulus were pushed apart to become "better versions" of themselves to strengthen their marriage. The House of Black & Malfoy. The two oldest and wealthiest families to exist in the Wizarding World. Continue on this journey as the Malfoy and Black become one and explore their future, love, and bodies. May destiny be on their side.

who could ever leave me, darling? but who could ever stay? regulus black x fem oc social media x real life lowercase intended started 6.27.23 finished: tbd

"It's because I love you, you idiot!" "You what?" It was fate. Regulus Black and Rosalind Bulstrode. Two rivals that had an extreme amount of hate for one another. They despised each other with everything. However one might say that the line between hate and love is very thin. Both Regulus and Rosalind had received a letter informing them that they had been chosen as prefects for the Slytherin house and shortly after that, they received the awful news that their parents had arranged a marriage between the two of them. They had made it four years at Hogwarts without having to talk to each other, then fifth year arrived with more surprises than they both could've imagined. As they start their fifth year with a lot of changes, the line starts to become very blurry. Would the fact that they were forced to spent time with each other change the way they feel about each other or is it a one-way ticket to hell? I'm back to updating the story!!! TW torture, blood, death, violenc and some smut;)

Esmeralda Avery looked up at the gloomy Parisian sky above her. The grey clouds swirled in endless circles, releasing rain that slowly pattered onto her cheeks. It had been twelve long years since she had set foot in England. Twelve long years since Lord Voldemort had died. She had felt an unimaginable weight lifted from her shoulders - the young woman had finally found true peace. "You're home?" The brunette turned to see none-other than the raven-haired Regulus Black stood on the stone step leading up to their quaint, cream home. "It's been a while." A small smile emerged on his face and he adjusted the newspaper he had tucked under his arm. "I'm not saying I missed you." Esme laughed lightly, "But I did note your absence, and I wasn't happy about it." "Missed you too." He wrapped his arms around her tightly. Little did the reunited couple know, but a newspaper was soon to arrive on their doorstep, which would torpedo them back into the wizarding war they had so desperately tried to escape over a decade ago. Their worst fears had come true - the years of suffering they went through to escape the Dark Lord were all in vain, as he had returned. Except now there was a teenage boy that could be their key to ending Lord Voldemort once and for all. Esme and Regulus weren't done saving lives yet. (Sequel to Hiraeth)

[Completed] An alchemist who poisoned himself, an assassin who stabbed his own heart, an arsonist who burned herself, and a hero who couldn't defeat his inner monster. *** ( A re-enact of Hades - Persephone legend told in Harry Potter world) DO NOT READ IF YOU DISLIKE FLAWED CHARACTERS AND CHECK TRIGGER WARNING. Slow burn - Mature Content ahead. Timeline: Marauder's Era (1976-1978)

*BOOK ONE* *COMPLETED* "I don't need your pity." Regulus began pulling a box of cigarettes from his pocket "I know how shitty my family is." He handed a cigarette to Astrid, who placed it in her mouth before allowing Regulus to light it with his lighter. Regulus watched as she took a draw, her cheeks hollowing out before releasing the white smoke from her perfect full lips. "Your right, pity is over rated," Astrid said cigarette in hand "Fuck pity." Regulus chuckled at her words "Who hurt you?" He asked lighting his own cigarette. "It doesn't matter," she said with a small smile "The world is filled with assholes, who cares anymore." "And I guess I'm one of those assholes," Regulus mused blowing smoke out from his mouth. Astrid turned towards him "The world is filled with assholes, but your not one of them Reg." "How do you know that," Regulus asked looking up at the cloudy winters sky. "Because assholes don't care about others as much as you do." // When Astrid Winston was transferred from beauxbatons; she didn't know she would end up befriend the strangest group of friends. Calling them strange was an understatement they were flat out bonkers. However, a grave secret in the form of Regulus Black threatens to tear them apart as Astrid befriends one of her best friends little brother. But can what the devil speak be true as the once-quiet whispers of the dark lords uprising become a lot more than whispers. Astrid is dropped headfirst into everything and now she needs to save everyone from herself. #1 IN JILY 29/05/2021

[Story's name was previously called Dear Reg... Now changed it into Eternal Light. Still the same story!] This is a Harry Potter Marauders era fanfiction. This book is about the main character Zara Avery, Regulus Black and the Marauders. The story will follow the characters through their years at Hogwarts and after that until the second Wizarding war. [This is a slowburn friends to lovers story. Eventual Smut🌶🌶🌶 Story contains wolfstar and jily] !!!Dark Fic. Do not read if you are not comfortable on reading mature themes such as abuse, murder & smut!!! "I guess people like us... we dont need that much, just a fracture of whatever everyone else is getting and that feels like enough because even a fracture of it is more than we've ever had" ~Zara Avery

metanoia (noun) the journey of changing one's mind, heart, self, or way of life. Some stories are told to many and widely celebrated. Some are hidden and only told in whispers in the night. This story is the one you never heard, this is before. Before they became the people you know them as, the parents, the betrayers, the sacrifice, the condemned, before all that, they were just kids.

"What did you get on the test, Archord?" "Something higher than your IQ, Black." in which the resident 'good slytherin' gets more than she bargained for after a certain trip to Hogsmeade, which changes her life forever... - [ ©copyright 2017 || marauuuders ] [ as of 06/09/18 onwards... #1 in maraudersfanfiction #14 in regulusblack #27 in maraudersera #36 in originalcharacter ]