"Get on your fucking knees Iris." ---------- "You... don't ... know ... what ... it's ... like." He breathed between each stroke, "being ... inside you... I'd rather die... than never... feel this again." ---------- "Well how do I look?" Iris teased as she span around in front of him. He took her hand with a smirk, "Like you belong to me." ---------- ~ draco malfoy x OC ~ filthy love story of two seven year slytherins ~ ~ mature readers only, contains lots of spice and dark themes~ ~ contains toxic possessive behaviours which may be triggering ~ credit for characters and universe to JK Rowling

❝ 𝐡𝐞'𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐃𝐞𝐯𝐢𝐥 𝐢𝐧 𝐚 𝐛𝐞𝐚𝐮𝐭𝐢𝐟𝐮𝐥 𝐛𝐨𝐲'𝐬 𝐛𝐨𝐝𝐲. ❞ "Do you want to know the truth? You're everything that I've been taught to hate... yet I can't fucking keep myself away from you." The realization hit me: I was 𝘢𝘧𝘳𝘢𝘪𝘥 of him. Afraid of how I loved him. Afraid of how easily he could hurt me. Afraid of how I knew I'd let him. After everything he had put me through, I still couldn't refuse my undeniable love for him. And that realization terrified me more than 𝘢𝘯𝘺𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 else ever could. Soulmates aren't always the ones who make you happiest, not at all. They're the ones who make you feel the most. Burning edges and shadowy scars and glistening stars. Strange captivation and effortless beauty and deep desire. Sweetness and madness and surrender, all at the same time. They hurl you into the abyss, but they taste like hope. She believed in happy endings; he begged to differ.

To the world he was a beast but for her he would do anything. He could have the world but all he wanted was her. They say the things we want most are the things we can't have. For she was so afraid of him that even the thought of him could have her running for the hills. Little did she know that she was the only one who didn't have to be afraid of him. Credits for the cover go to @Chatachino for the amazing cover.