¿Qué harías si una noche encuentras a un chico semi desnudo y cubierto de sangre en tu patio? ¿Qué harías si es atractivo, pero también es perturbador? ¿Qué harías si, después de que tú y tu mejor amigo deciden ayudarlo, cosas muy raras empiezan a pasar? La aparición de un salvaje y misterioso extraño con heterocromía y actitudes inquietantes hace que Mack Cavalier (sí, una chica) empiece a hacerse estas preguntas: ¿Cómo llegó hasta su patio? ¿Por qué no quiere ayuda de la policía? ¿Por qué no puede decir más de tres palabras? ¿Es peligroso? ¿O en realidad es la víctima de alguien? ********************************************** #1 en Misterio/Suspenso ❤️ #4 en Misterio el 13/02/2018 OBRA REGISTRADA EN SAFE CREATIVE ASÍ COMO EN EL SAPI (INSTITUTO AUTÓNOMO DE LA PROPIEDAD INTELECTUAL). Caracas, Venezuela. TODOS LOS DERECHOS RESERVADOS A ALEX MÍREZ, 2018. *Esta historia contiene y hace referencia a series de tv, películas, libros y videojuegos que me gustan o me han inspirado o encantado.

"You talk funny you know that?" "I don't talk funny you just don't understand my lingo little girl." A dimple the size of my pinky finger winked from his cheek. His infamous smirk proudly out, completely unbothered by the knife at his throat. "I'm not a little girl!" My jaw strained from how hard I grit my teeth. I was positive the vein on my forehead was about to burst. I lost focus, I let my emotions get the best of me and he didn't hesitate to use them against me. His next move was almost a blur, next I knew I was pushed against the wall. "You know it's funny, you act like you so much more than everyone else. Yet I bet no one knows the real you. You know the killer you try to bury-" "I'm nothing like you." I spit out, my jaw now aching from all the pressure put on it. "Babygirl, I never said you were, all I'm saying Is I bet none of your people know about your lil side missions." ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- "Hmm, the beautiful black women in all her emotional glory. So beautiful yet so lethal if not properly handled." cover done by: @nerdybookperson Editing is in progress major differences will be made. (book 1) #22 in #talkthepoc #32 in myth #30 in fae #48 in urban fantasy #98 in warlock #96 in fairy #112 in diversity

In the quiet whispers of their friendship, a love blossomed, slow and steady, like the gentle dance of two souls intertwined in the warmth of familiarity. ... "I feel so stupid" I sighed, resting my head on Hermione's shoulder. "It's okay, Y/n... he's an idiot and, to be honest, you're better off without him" she caressed my hair, comforting me. "I thought he'd ask me to the dance..." "You're too good for him" she sighed "The day will come when someone sees you for who you really are... he's just not the one" "I wish he were" "Yeah... I get that" Hermione kissed my head. Then, we walked to the library, I didn't want to keep seeing the boy I've loved since I met him dance with somebody else. Little did I know, while I was busy watching him, someone was busy watching me. ... set in the fourth and fifth year. A/n: the beginning will seem like this is a Harry Potter x Reader, but I promise you it is NOT. It's just a slowburn Draco Malfoy x Reader fanfic.

He was supposed to be nothing more than an annoying Gryffindor. She was supposed to keep her heart locked away. After the Third Task of the Triwizard Tournament, Hogwarts is no longer the safe, magical escape it used to be. The air is heavy with rumors, fear-and change. Y/n L/n, a proud Slytherin and fierce Quidditch captain, has always had a plan: stay sharp, stay distant, and never, ever let anyone in. But when Fred Weasley-Hogwarts' golden prankster-starts showing up in her life more often than she'd like, everything she thought she knew begins to unravel. He's loud where she's quiet. He's chaos where she craves control. And yet, when the world starts to fall apart, he's the only person who makes her feel whole. But falling for someone was never part of the plan. Especially not him. Between whispered secrets, late-night conversations, and the ghosts of people they've lost, Y/n and Fred find themselves tangled in something neither of them expected. 𝘈𝘯𝘥 𝘢𝘵 𝘏𝘰𝘨𝘸𝘢𝘳𝘵𝘴, 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦 𝘮𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘣𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘤𝘢𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘴𝘵 𝘮𝘢𝘨𝘪𝘤 𝘰𝘧 𝘢𝘭𝘭.