I stared up at him. He had an impish gleam in his eyes. It couldn't be. The fae weren't real. He seemed to sense my doubt. "If you don't believe, I have no problem proving myself again," he said with a shrug. His fingers traced the bustline of my corset. "Should I make you remove this next?" I shook my head wildly. He laughed at the panic in my eyes. The fae were real? He was one of them? And I had stupidly given him my name. I'd only heard stories about what the fae could do with your name, but I knew they could possess you. What was he going to do to me? ******************************* WARNING: EROTIC CONTENT! ******************************* Highest Rank: #3 Sexscenes, #1 Renaissance, #4 Sexualfantasy, #4 Fairies, #5 Eroticastories The forbidden forest. A place of mystery and mischief. Through unfortunate circumstances, Linota Walters found herself lost in them. Good thing there was a kind man there to help her, bad thing he was a fae. By knowing her name he has control over her. Still, Linota is left wondering, how many of these desires are his will and how many are her own? The more their bodies meet, the less she cares. What else can be expected when your lover is a fae?

"Fortune favours the bold. And if anything, darling, I am bold." ~ the italian renaissance, 1502. somewhere in florence. remus lupin is a sculptor, an artist, a poet. his world is embroidered with the fanciful and the beautiful, and he devotes himself to it beneath sweet blue skies. he will not allow himself to love beyond appearance, though, for underneath even the most perfect spun glass, ugliness sits like a chasm into which loveliness falls and shatters. sirius black is every artist's daydream - a muse, yes, but so impossibly steeped in perfection that the term 'muse' seems too ordinary. he is beauty beyond description, a smile soft like the feathery touch of sleep, a grey-eyed gaze that could paint clouds into the horizon. and yet, he seeks something - someone - who might wish to look further, beneath his perfect spun glass, and see... him. just him. but in a world filled with birdsong, could anyone bear to listen to the shrill scream of a broken mind? ~ "...in a way, every time I break a heart, I break mine, too. It seems that I ruin everything I touch." "But you create, Remus. You create the most beautiful of things." "I create destruction." *** disclaimer: i don't actually own harry potter, believe it or not. which is unfortunate, but i guess no one can really do anything about it. the story is mine though, so at least there's that. dedicated to my editor, @FanOfWayToMuch, for supporting me throughout the writing of this book. if it weren't for her, this would likely be much more trashy, and i am eternally grateful for her enthusiasm, honesty, and love. warning: there will be smut. and fluff. tooth-rotting, sweet fluff. i hope you brought a toothbrush. that's all i think. go read. stop wasting time. started: wednesday 19th february, 2020 finished: saturday 18th september, 2021

❝i hope we never change. i hope we stay the same. i hope that we can love through the pain, after the honeymoon fades.❞ in which lucienne 'lucy' lovell thought she had her life figured out, for the most part. however, her plans slightly take a turn when she makes the acquaintance of colin bridgerton, both of them quickly becoming infatuated by one another. ( extended summary inside! ) [ colin bridgerton x fem!oc ] [ real life ] 2021 | ©myvintageparadise