"Look me in the eye and tell me you hate me, you can't, can you love?" Assigned the nearly impossible task of infiltrating Tom Riddle's inner circle, Rosalie Grindelwald develops a strong disdain for Tom and his calculated exterior when she figures out that Tom harbours a desire to conquer the world in his darkness. However, the lines between duty and desire blur as Tom and Rosalie find themselves drawn to each other, with Tom fuelled by possession and obsession.

"In a world of whispered secrets and broken vows, a Raven dares to outwit the Serpent." Tom's eyes flicked almost lazily to the tip of her wand, and his lips curved in something dangerously close to a smile. His eyes moved back to her face. "Still so quick to defend yourself, Travers," he said, almost fondly. "Tell me what you're doing," she said through her teeth. He crouched, picked up a stone from the forest floor, and stood. "Answer a question for me, Selene," he said. "What are your favorite flowers?" She narrowed her eyes. "Why?" He just looked at her. And in turn, she glared at him, refusing to answer. But the answer bloomed in her thoughts anyway-quiet, unbidden. Peonies. He nodded once, almost as if he had heard her thoughts, and raised his wand over the stone. His lips moved, barely audible, a soft and intricate spell she didn't recognize. And before her eyes, the rock bloomed. Selene Evangeline Travers has never been one to seek attention. A pureblood in Ravenclaw, she has learned to navigate the expectations placed upon her-an unwanted engagement, a carefully crafted future. Tom Marvolo Riddle is the name spoken in whispers. Brilliant, untouchable, and ruthless, he moves through Hogwarts like a king among men. No one questions him. No one dares to. Their paths should never have crossed. But when Professor Slughorn assigns Tom as her tutor, Selene is drawn-unintentionally-into the sights of someone who does not take kindly to surprises. And Tom Riddle does not let go of what intrigues him. ----- The detailed description is available inside the book's Prologue. ----- Highest Rankings: #1 in riddle #1 in darklord #1 in pureblood #1 in wizardingworld #1 in salazar #1 in voldemort #1 in jkrowling #1 in tomriddle #1 in salazarslytherin #1 in horcrux #1 in tommarvoloriddle #1 in slytherin #1 in hogwarts

War. They had dragged her into it, wrapped her in prophecy, and painted her as some messiah with a target on her back, all to clean up their mess. She was supposed to fight their battles, die their hero, and leave the world tidily saved. But Alexandrina Potter didn't give a damn about anyone's savior fantasies anymore. It should have ended. She did her duty, paid in scars and losses, and tried to make her peace. Yet here she was, tossed back nearly three decades by a smugly amused Lord Death, dumped into the year 1958 with a son she'd kept hidden from the world and a blood-adopted daughter who carried a legacy darker than any shadow she'd ever faced. Thomas Alexander Potter, three years old, bright-eyed, her heart's calm anchor. And Delphini Lilith Potter, fierce, sharp, and bound to her not by fate but by Alexandrina's own stubborn defiance of it. They were hers, and damn it, that meant something. Her goals were simple, if slightly ambitious: avoid meddling wizards, rewrite the future, and raise her children without the looming threat of war breathing down their necks. Shouldn't be too hard, right? She'd already defeated one megalomaniac. What was a little time travel, a few impossible odds, and the chance of crossing paths with Tom Riddle when he was still just a snake-eyed schoolboy with delusions of grandeur? Life had given her a second chance-no more, no less. And she was bloody well going to use it. Most Impressive Ranking #1 enemiestolovers out of 117K stories

Dark clouds cover the once-beautiful castle that many witches and wizards have called home. The once bricked walls and cobblestone floors were now engulfed in splatters of crimson red blood. Screams of anguish and cries of despair echoed throughout the corridors, holding those who once breathed of laughter and joy, now lay motionless. The war was over, bodies were everywhere, tears were prominent, and the savior who was chosen was now at rest. They have lost. Evangeline clutched the necklace that was hanging from her neck, the once soft hands now filled with calluses shaking from the sight that she was witnessing. She had to stop it, she had to bring them back. ••• Will Evangeline succeed in the mission that was forced upon her? Will she be able to bring back the good news that everyone hoped to hear? Will she drown in her sorrows once she realizes the mess that we will inevitably encounter? Why is it that Tom Riddle seemed to affect her?

'It felt like a burning moment that our hatred really blew up into a sea of fire. "You really think just because he wants you that it makes you bulletproof? I can touch you Octavia, I can hurt you and I can definitely fucking kill you" A Mattheo Riddle Fanfic. Enemies to Lovers. Octavia Garcilazo, a Slytherin who has the wits to have any man at the palm of her hand, but a family to shatter her before she was able to love herself. If only she knew they lived the same life, in two hated minds. I own the characters Octavia, Vincent, Camille, Thomas, Skye, Alessandro, Valina, Nadia, Noah, and Angelo. #1 Slytherin #3 Hogsmeade #1 Pansy #2 Riddles #1 Blaise Zabini

This account has been hacked by Voldemort. My name is Tom Marvolo Riddle, the heir of Salazar Slytherin. I am considering on making this book a Horcrux. I am willing to answer any questions, even from muggle filth like you, to preserve the soul of my sixteen-year-old self. Ask away. [ C O M P L E T E D ] start • 30 July 2016 end • 07 July 2017 **not accepting anymore questions

"It was our fate to rule side by side, Marcelline. We shall rule the world hand in hand; have our enemies cower beneath our feet as we make sweet love" Warning: Contains sexual actions and language,Mature themes, sexual abuse and domestic violence. All rights are owned by JK Rowling aka Dobby the free house elf. I only own rights to Marcelline Dubois. Please do not put any hate as this is just for fun. Thank you! #1 in Riddle as of May 29th, 2022 #1 in Muggle as of June 6, 2022 #1 in WizardingWorld as of June 14th, 2022 #1 in AlbusDumbledore as of June 16th, 2022 #2 in HarryPotter as of July 2nd, 2022 #1 in Slytherin as of July 12th, 2022 #1 in tomriddle as of August 7th, 2022

"I'm not scared of you." "Is that a challenge?" ---- Tom Riddle was bored. Luckily for him, the last thing Hannah Grey could be called is boring. They find cat and mouse is just as entertaining for them both- though they aren't quite sure who is who. #2 in Riddle

"I would challenge death himself if it meant I could spend forever with you." Harry Potter dead. The wizarding world lost. Lyra was sent back with the goal of ending the boy who would one day become Voldemort and create catastrophe in the wizarding world. But what happens when her memories of his true identity become lost upon her arrival to the past? Would she be able to recover them just in time... ...or was it already too late? | Completed | {To be blunt the first few chapters are not to my liking, I started writing this for fun but then became really invested into it after a few chapters.}

What if it wasn't anything the current Potter's had done that saved Azalea Potter as an infant? What if the child prodigy Thomas Riddle had tweaked with the horcrux spell before creating them? What happens when they discovered that nothing is exactly what is seems. Fem!Harry, Dumbledorebashing, Explict Sex/ Mention of RAPE. You have been warned. I don't own this book this book belongs to HERMIT532 on Fanfiction.net I DON'T OWN THIS BOOK