[ completed ] In their four years of knowing each other, Draco Malfoy and Amora Buckley have never managed to see eye to eye. However, when the pair are locked in the library overnight together, things start to change between them- and neither of them like it. Throw in Harry Potter's not-so-subtle crush on Amora, the fact that her cousin is Hogwarts' golden boy Cedric Diggory, and that her mother is the Muggle Studies professor, and things are bound to get even more complicated... TROPES/EXTRA TAGS: enemies to lovers, secret relationship, forced proximity, forbidden love, opposites attract, slowburn. TRAINING WHEELS draco malfoy x oc goblet of fire - deathly hallows harry potter series.

In the shadow of dragons, love is not gentle and loyalty is never clean. Half of the Targaryens went mad, didn't they? Madness and greatness are two sides of the same coin. Every time a Targaryen is born, the gods toss it and the world holds its breath. A defiant princess and a dangerous prince are bound by duty, resentment, and a shared unwillingness to yield. They clash more often than they agree, distrust more than they confess, and refuse to admit the pull that tightens between them with every confrontation. In a court ruled by fear and consequence, attraction becomes another weapon, and freedom is never given without cost. Who is destined for greatness and who for madness?

Her twin brother, Sam, had died last year,killed himself, though no one in her family dared to say the word out loud. Her parents had scrubbed his name from conversations, from photos, from the air itself, as if pretending he never existed might protect them from the truth. Their silence made Dakota feel suffocated and crazy , like she was the only one who remembered him, the only one still carrying the weight of his absence, the only one who knew him. After Sam died, her smile vanished so completely that people whispered she'd had a mental breakdown or was on drugs. But it was never quite right. It was more like she'd been hollowed out, piece by piece, until whatever remained of her existed only out of obligation. Some of the shutting down she chose,because laughter felt dishonest, and unfair because sunlight felt wrong. The rest of it just... happened to her.

He shows up in her dreams time and time again, the pretty boy with scars on his face and sparkling eyes one could never forget... but he was never supposed to be real. He was supposed to be a fragment of her imagination. Well that's what Jaya Levine thought anyway. Her disbelief in the existence of this mystery boy was brutally proven wrong, when he made an appearance at Hogwarts... and from the moment she was introduced to him, her heart shattered into a million pieces. Hatred. That's what she felt towards him, that's what she felt towards Mattheo Marvolo Riddle, son of the Dark Lord... and so she swore to herself that her detestation towards him would never change. He would always be a player. A manipulator. A cigarette addict. A major red flag. Someone she would want to stay well away from. Turns out, that's a lot harder than it looks.

"ᵞᵒᵘ ʷᵉʳᵉ ⁿᵉᵛᵉʳ ˢᵘᵖᵖᵒˢᵉᵈ ᵗᵒ ᵐᵃᵗᵗᵉʳ ᵗʰⁱˢ ᵐᵘᶜʰ." 𝘚𝘪𝘦𝘯𝘯𝘢 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘭𝘢𝘴𝘵 𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘪𝘯𝘨. 𝘏𝘦 𝘵𝘰𝘰𝘬 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘺𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢𝘸𝘢𝘺 𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘮 𝘩𝘦𝘳, 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘺 𝘴𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘭𝘦 𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘴𝘰𝘯 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘩𝘢𝘴 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘥. 𝘌𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘴𝘪𝘯𝘤𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘭𝘢𝘴𝘵 𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘥𝘪𝘦𝘥 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘦𝘯𝘥 𝘩𝘪𝘮. 𝘐𝘵 𝘸𝘢𝘴𝘯'𝘵 𝘢𝘴 𝘦𝘢𝘴𝘺 𝘢𝘴 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘩𝘰𝘱𝘦𝘥, 𝘦𝘴𝘱𝘦𝘤𝘪𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘺 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘴𝘰𝘯 𝘤𝘢𝘮𝘦 𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘰 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘭𝘪𝘧𝘦. 𝘉𝘶𝘵 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘯𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘸𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥'𝘷𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘰𝘯 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘥𝘦𝘷𝘪𝘭 𝘩𝘢𝘥 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘰𝘸𝘯 𝘱𝘭𝘢𝘯... ᴍᴀᴛᴛʜᴇᴏ ʀɪᴅᴅʟᴇ x ꜰᴇᴍ ᴏᴄ 𝐓𝐖: 𝐒𝐞𝐱𝐮𝐚𝐥 𝐚𝐛𝐮𝐬𝐞/𝐚𝐬𝐬𝐮𝐚𝐥𝐭, 𝐚𝐥𝐜𝐨𝐡𝐨𝐥, 𝐝𝐫𝐮𝐠𝐬, 𝐝𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐡, 𝐬𝐰𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠, 𝐩𝐚𝐧𝐢𝐜 𝐚𝐭𝐭𝐚𝐜𝐤𝐬.

Slowburn | Enemies to lovers | dark romance | false prophets | Space Opera | triangle | strong femme characters | eventual Romance | Eventual smut | A desperate Baron. A yearning Duke. A woman who weaves destruction with an army of fire. In the mountain peaks and stalagmite caves of Grummon, the house of Moritani resides. The threat of war crawls across the landscape and pulls a foreign army into their grasp. Each morning, Hawk Devodzanum watches as pieces of the crimson moon of Califenat cascade to the earth. Califenat means fear, and there is plenty of it to be found once the planet goes dark.

she was his solace, his sanity, his only reason to breathe

All her life she has only been promised one thing. That Lyla would bond the Baratheon family with the North when she marries Robb Stark.

A runaway princess. A humble hedge knight. She hides her name. He hides his doubts. But when fate takes them to Ashford, secrets blaze to the surface. One wears no crown. The other never asked for one. In a realm of dragons, will fire save them-or burn them both? (COMING SOON)