"Go." She said, not quite yelling but suddenly intense as she herded Harry back, away from the pillar and towards the tracks. "Go now, boy, or you'll miss your train!" He looked behind his shoulder, there was a train....he hadn't heard it approach. The doors were open and waiting, and for no good reason at all, he stepped inside. The strange little woman didn't follow him on, she simply stood there watching him. that same incomprehensible smile on her face. "Which path will you choose?" She asked again, just before the doors closed, replacing his view of her with his own, pale reflection. !Disclaimer! All Characters are owned by J.K Rowling This story isn't mine and belongs to orphan_account on AO3 Story link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/18364346/chapters/43483331

Be on guard, my Lord, writes Abraxas Malfoy, the new transfer student intends to kill you. Except Abraxas has terrible penmanship, and kill and kiss look awfully similar in shoddy cursive. Naturally, things escalate. A lot. !Disclaimer! all characters belong to J.K Rowling This story belongs to Ailora on AO3 link to story here: https://archiveofourown.org/works/39003150/chapters/97558827

Winter only wanted one thing, and that was to be free from the curse that was locked within him. Hoping to be cured by what the people called the 'Plague Doctor,' Winter does everything he can to serve him in exchange for his services. But as Winter continues to stay in his Hell House longer, he realizes that he needs more than just medicine to cure himself from the horrors that his new master will force him to swallow. MATURE [18+] [ONLY FOR THE WICKED]

When Fated Mates meet for the first time, sparks fly and love blooms into an everlasting bond. At least, that's how it goes in most cases. In Theo's case, his world was turned upside down, agony clawing at his heart and wolf turning feral when his would-be mate stated the simple fact Theo had heard for his entire life. The young Omega was not, and would never be, good enough. Presented with the knowledge that his pack despised him, his parents neglected him and his mate was disgusted by him, there was only one option left for Theo, one thing that would make everyone around him happy. To be Smothered.

Reports of abandoned children, roaming around in the wilds and refusing any human contact, were starting to become the hot topic. The humans who never encountered one of these children, deemed the reports nothing more than stories; fairytales designed to spook and scare people. But the very few that have spotted one of these wild and untamed children knew that these weren't just stories. They just didn't know the true nature of these wild, sometimes aggressive children. Feral shifters, abandoned at birth. Werecreatures that lived on instinct alone, until the were-community managed to capture them.

Wrapped around his little finger, an intense desire to pursue, along with dashing good looks and a wealthy load of fortune; these aristocratic and uber-powerful young boys have a strong urge to help a fellow classmate of theirs who just arrived. Unfortunately for the new student, Kingston Academy is not for the faint of heart. [RANKINGS] - #1 in BL #1 in BXB #1 in BEASTMAN #1 in DEMON #1 in ABILITIES #1 in OBSESSION #1 in YANDERE #1 in WICKED

Sometimes a witch or wizards magical signature is so completely incompatible with another that they repel one another like magnets. On the other hand, if two magical signatures mesh well together, well there are no stronger relationships in all the world. In a sample of a thousand people, the average witch or wizard will be slightly repelled by four or five people and strongly repelled by only one, at the most. The opposite is true for attraction. But Harry Potter can't kiss anyone at all.

Slippers is Boston's premier underground sex dungeon hidden within a renovated Victorian Mansion in the swanky Beacon Hill district of the city. Owned and operated by the mysterious Andre Valentine, Slippers is a place that will make all your sweetest dreams or your worst nightmares come true, if that's what you're into. But what if you're like Erik, an upright civil servant by day, blotting out a dark past with even darker desires? What happens when too far just isn't far enough anymore? Then, it's time to be Collared. •°☆°• This story is an original work of fiction. Any similarities between these characters and any others is purely coincidental- I have a type, okay? 😅•°☆°•

Holy Merlin! WTF happened! Seamus convinced all the Eighth Years to drink an Anti-Inhibitions Potion. No more qualms, shyness or bad blood. 12 hours of unrestrained emotions. When morning comes, they will meet their true mates. But their memories of the night are gone, unless they drink a Remembrall Potion to bring them back. Who will resist remembering? Harry, Draco, Ron, Hermione, Ginny or Neville? This is pure smut and fluff, with a teeny amount of angst. No triggers here folks! Also, it's #everyoneisgay. I finally write pansmione! Plus a few threesomes... smirk face. *NOTE* the potion is not like alcohol and everyone is in control of their decisions. It's an enhanced truth potion, though their sense of restraint has been removed. I didn't want anything to appear as non-con. Just regretting what they did when they woke up.

People cope in different ways. Most settle for drugs and alcohol, and Harry's was sure that his next therapy patient couldn't be much worse than the addict he'd seen last week. Until Draco Malfoy walks through his door with a type of addiction he'd never worked with before.