Tom Riddle and Lilith Black are bound by a connection that transcends time itself-a tie of the soul so powerful that in every lifetime, they are destined to find one another. But their union carries a price: in every timeline, either their love destroys them, or the world falls under the weight of their power. Caught in the middle is Regulus Black, torn between his loyalty, his love for his sister, and the fear of what their bond could unleash. In his desperation, he dares to manipulate time itself-altering events, rewriting fates-all in a futile attempt to protect Lilith and control the chaos that seems inevitable. Yet fate is relentless, and the consequences are catastrophic. When two souls are too powerful to be separated, even the most careful plans crumble, leaving a trail of love, betrayal, and devastation. Will love conquer destiny, or will destiny destroy everything-including the hearts of those who dare to defy it?

she knows. in which echo swan doesn't know that she's about to step into the hurricane that is jane volturi, but jane promises to keep her in the eye of the storm. ( completed - unedited ) ( january 2017 - april 2017 ) ( --timeless © )

{Tom Riddle x OC} He wanted worship. She wanted escape. Neither got what they asked for. ◌•·················•·················•◌ Bound by ambition and haunted by their own secrets, Tom Riddle and Astrid Lestrange form a dangerous alliance in a post-war world still reeling from Grindelwald's shadow. For Astrid, it's a struggle to break free from her abusive family's control while striving to find her own strength and identity in a world that seeks to control her. For Tom, it's about overcoming his past, defining his legacy, and finding his place in a world defined by power and ambition. Together, they navigate a world of power plays, betrayals, alliances, and ghosts that refuse to stay buried. They were meant to use each other. Instead, they became each other's undoing. And now it's too late to turn back. Hell is empty- and the devils walk in step. ⟡ Ad inferos, una. ⟡ Trigger warnings: psychological/physical abuse, trauma, self-harm, childhood abuse/neglect, power imbalance, dubcon, disordered eating, supernatural horror Highest ranking: #1 in godcomplex #1 in horcrux #2 in horror-thriller Disclaimer: All characters, settings, and elements from the Harry Potter universe belong to J.K. Rowling and the respective rights holders. The only characters and plotlines that are mine are the original ones I've created.

Here I was, convinced that love was something I'd never allow myself to fall into. I truly believed it was a waste of time and energy-an illusion that left people empty. I had seen too many women become love-drunk, so wrapped up in someone else that they forgot who they were. I promised myself I would never be like that. I swore I wouldn't walk the same path my mother did, a path that led straight to self-destruction. But then I saw you. You stood there, glowing with a light so fierce it was almost blinding. You shone so brightly that I swore if I reached out to touch you, I'd burn. And yet, despite the danger, despite every warning I had carved into my heart, I couldn't stay away. Something inside me shifted, cracked open, and suddenly the thought of distance between us felt unbearable.

Death had always walked beside her, a shadow stitched to her soul. She fought. She won. But what was left to claim? The castle around her - the only home she had ever known - was crumbling into ruin. Stone shattered under fire. Bodies carpeted the ground, faces she would never forget, lives she had failed to save. Victory meant nothing when it was built on a graveyard. She was alone. And worse, she was alive. She had died before. Had died and returned, as if cursed to never know peace, cursed to be the master of death, forever hunted by the thing that should have claimed her. Death It was her shadow, her lover, and her tormentor. It whispered to her in the silence, tugged at her with every breath she drew, a cat playing with its prey, savoring the chase. She tried to undo it - to tear a hole in time, to claw back 46 hours, to steal even one life from the jaws of death. But time does not bargain with the broken. It is a vengeful thing, wild and cold. It seized her, flung her not back 46 hours but 46 years, into a past dripping with shadows and secrets. The castle stood whole then - but the rot was already there, festering beneath the stone. And Death, patient and cruel, was already waiting for her in the cracks of the world, ready to finish what it had begun. Smiling at her from the darkness. Death wearing the face of Tom Riddle *Mature themes* Enemy's to lovers *Tom Riddle*

Continuation of the Worldwide phenomenon "Fate The Winx Saga" "After Bloom's sacrifice, the Winx suite girls are determined to bring her back. During this quest, they uncover ancient secrets about Bloom's history, her family, the Otherworld, and a war that happened a thousand years ago. A tale spanning a millennium unfolds, testing the fairies and specialists against fresh challenges that demand greater strength and unity."

"You planted flowers in my lungs and even though they're beautiful, I can't breathe."

Valtor has escaped the icy prison of the Omega Dimension, but his heart no longer burns for conquest. Instead, a deeper hunger drives him: to uncover the truth about Domino's destruction after his imprisonment. Disguised as a professor, he infiltrates Alfea to seek answers from Headmistress Faragonda. However, he never expected to cross paths with Bloom, a fairy whose very soul blazes with the same Dragon Flame that made him powerful... *** I've also posted this story on ao3, so if you stumble across it there: yep, that's me!

"𝒀𝒐𝒖 𝒉𝒂𝒗𝒆 𝒃𝒆𝒄𝒐𝒎𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒗𝒊𝒍𝒆𝒔𝒕 𝒑𝒂𝒓𝒕 𝒐𝒇 𝒎𝒆. 𝑨𝒏𝒅 𝑰 𝒉𝒂𝒕𝒆 𝒊𝒕." ... Completed: 2/11/2026 FOCxTMR CW: 🔞 graphic and dark themes (specific warnings and disclaimers can be found inside) 🔞 Also on Ao3 #1 in tommarvoloriddle #1 in riddle #1 in knightsofwalpurgis #1 in horcrux #2 in tomriddle

After an unexpected ceiling collapse sends her apartment into chaos, Madelaine Grayson ends up living with her brother - and dangerously close to his tattooed, way-too-charming roommate. He's off-limits... but resisting him might be impossible. *** When Madelaine Grayson's bathroom ceiling caves in, it's not just drywall that crumbles. It's her entire world. Forced to move in with her brother, she finds herself swept up in the chaos of his new protective attitude - especially when it comes to his tattooed roommate, Noah Laurier. Noah is the epitome of perfection: sweet, hot, and embedded into every thought Madelaine has. But he's forbidden, and the closer she gets, the harder he is to resist. Well... what her brother doesn't know can't hurt him, right? *** "Matt's sister, I presume?" He walks towards the couch and my eyes widen. He's tall. I thought I was tall but this man could tower me, and when he reaches a hand towards me, there's an intricate clock tattooed on the back of his hand and his fingers have bones tattooed over them. This man is not human. He's tall and angular and dripping with sex appeal. This man is hot. Capital H, capital O, capital T. I don't think I've ever seen a human being so attractive. All I can think about as I force myself to keep my eyes on the screen is the feel of his jaw beneath my hand, and it takes everything in me not to look back at him.