You know him as "He Who Must Not Be Named," or in other words, Lord Voldemort. I knew him as Tom Riddle, and this is our story. Tom Marvolo Riddle- Slytherin, charming, ambitious and a prodigal student. Sage Sallow- Slytherin, ambitious, bookworm and what could be considered as his best friend. It is the start of my fifth year. Hogwarts is my home but there's one person who has always made it feel that way. Tom Riddle my best friend, my confidant, my partner and my equal in more ways than one. He matches my intellect and understands me in a way no one else ever has. Maybe it is because we relate to each other or maybe because we share a lot of views either way our paths have been intertwined since first year. And you know what? I wouldn't have it any other way. A Tom Riddle fan fiction of his last few years at Hogwarts will there be twists? Will there be turns? Who knows read and find out. 😝 🥺LIKE, VOTE AND COMMENT🤭 Some of the plot and the main character Sage are MY original ideas please do not copy all Harry Potter characters and some of the plot is JKR's I DO NOT OWN ANYTHING RELATED TO HARRY POTTER. Can be read as a standalone. But if you want more head over to book 2 🤭 ❌READER DISCRETION IS ADVISED❌ Enjoy reading 😏

Esther é uma modelo famosa que chega na Irlanda em busca de se reconectar consigo mesma e curar feridas do passado. O que ela não esperava é que seu vizinho, Cillian Murphy, a cativaria de uma maneira tão forte. Apesar da diferença de idade, eles são atraídos um pelo outro de maneira magnética. Eles se conectam de uma maneira que transcende os anos que possuem de diferença e embarcam em uma jornada de autodescoberta. Será que eles irão encontrar o amor? Photo credit: Daniela Avanzini and Cillian Murphy ☆ Creator: quandolemos. Todos os direitos reservados a Maria Moreira. Aviso: Esta fanfic é uma obra de ficção. Todos os personagens, eventos e situações retratados são puramente imaginários. Qualquer semelhança com pessoas reais, vivas ou falecidas, ou com eventos reais, é mera coincidência e não é intencional por parte da autora. O conteúdo é criado com fins de entretenimento, sem a intenção de ofender, difamar ou representar a realidade. Nenhuma parte deste livro pode ser reproduzida ou armazenada em um sistema de recuperação, ou transmitida de qualquer forma por qualquer meio, eletrônico, mecânico, fotocópia, gravação ou outro, sem a autorização expressa e escrita da autora. As imagens utilizadas não me pertencem e foram obtidas de fontes públicas. Seu uso é exclusivamente para fins ilustrativos e sem qualquer intenção de lucro.

"Obligación" Esa es la palabra que ambos escucharon antes de oponerse a su matrimonio. Inicio: 13/02/23

❝ Donde quizás, enamorarte no sea tan mala idea.❞ ( Axel kovacevic x oc fem )

"I never want to feel like that again" Lenora said, Tom felt like he saw a spark in her eye. "Let me teach you more dark magic" he brushed hair out of her face, "and you never will". This is not a story of two kind lovers. The first installment Lenora was cold, smart and cunning. Until. Until that night. Two mudbloods stole something from her, a piece of her she couldn't get back. She finds solace and healing in the unlikely ally of her longtime acquaintance Tom Riddle. Who was just as cold and cunning as she used to be. Together they transcend the laws of magic, breaking their own personal boundaries as well as the laws of Hogwarts. Readers beware, these are not the type of characters you root for. Remember this is Tom Riddle we're talking about. [all character except for Lenora, belong to JK Rowling]

"Why don't you just leave me alone?" I spit at him, the anger laced in my voice angered him and I loved it. I watched as he clenched his jaw, staring at me as his eyes darkened; walking up to me, soon towering over me making me realize how small I was under him. "Because," he tilted his head, walking me back up against the stone wall, my back slamming against it, sending a shock down my body. "You're the only girl that doesn't beg on their knees for me," he leaned closer to me, his breath fanning my face, his curly hair brushing against my forehead. Suddenly his hand pounced onto my neck, tightly grabbing it, causing me to let out a loud gasp. I brought both of my hands to cover his, but he was much stronger than me-and watching him watch me struggle, I noticed a wicked grin crawl onto his face. He leaned in closer, his lip brushing against my ear, and I feel him smirk. "And it fucking infuriates me." All Rights Reserved to jegulusarcturus on Wattpad. Copyrighted 2021 best ranks #1 in spice #55 in hp #41 in draco malfoy #38 in harrypotterfanfic

The summer after her fifth year there are so many surprises for Lyra. Enemies turn into allies and friends. A peace treaty between the light and dark takes a very interesting turn and finally Lyra gets a life she always wanted. A family.

"Seriously Riddle do you have nothing better to do than hide in the shadows watching and controlling everyone around you," I said with amusement coloring my tone. "You should know better than to question me, darling," a seductive and powerful voice called out from the shadows. "Because the last time you did, I had you under me moaning my name, " his voice had a dark undertone that sounds possessive and alarming to anyone that heard it. (DISCLAIMER HARRY POTTER DOESN'T BELONG TO ME BUT THE AUTHOR AND ANY PICTURES OR IMAGES USED DON'T BELONG TO ME!!!!) Tom Riddle x Oc

Despite the existence of magic and Muggle myths, Tom Riddle had been told that the Hallows were simply a myth and the Master of Death was a figment of the imagination. However, on Halloween night of his second year, a girl named Evelynn Peverell emerged from the darkness in the Great Hall. Evelynn had hoped to finally live a peaceful life after enduring betrayal and pursuit. However, she should have known that she couldn't escape the attention of Tom Riddle - or, unfortunately, Albus Dumbledore. [Don't own anything, all rights go to JKR and @Winxclubrocks!]

-Quiero que me escuches muy atentamente, Harry. No eres mala persona. Eres una buena persona a quién le han sucedido cosas malas, ¿lo entiendes? Además el mundo no se divide solo entre buenos y malos. Todos tenemos luz y oscuridad en nuestro interior. Lo que importa es que parte elegimos potenciar. Eso es lo que realmente somos.- Esas fueron las palabras de Sirius para Harry aquella vez en que él pensaba que se estaba volviendo como Voldemort. Recuerdo que más tarde cuando hablé con él me dijo que aquellas palabras también aplicaban conmigo. Yo elegí la luz, la elegí hasta el último momento de mi vida. Creo firmemente que las personas pueden cambiar, lo supe una vez que lo conocí. No fue fácil, pero aquí estamos. Soy Ainhoa Grindelwald, soy esa parte de la historia que se perdió... Soy el cuarto eslabón en la cadena de Harry Potter. Y mi historia no empieza con Harry, comienza mucho antes aunque no lo supiera. *** Los personajes y el mundo de Harry Potter no me pertenecen, son creación de la maravillosa J.K. Rowling. La adaptación que he hecho sí es totalmente de mi autoría al igual que algunos personajes nuevos y cambios en la línea temporal y hechos de la historia original.