Born into silence and legacy, Rose Grindelwald knows only the cold echo of her family's ruined fortress and the weight of a father whose name is whispered in fear across the wizarding world. Her childhood was carved from shadow and expectation, every step measured, every smile forbidden, every heartbeat a reminder that blood can be both gift and curse. Across the sea, Tibburus Nott inherited an equally chilling legacy. Heir to one of the Sacred Twenty-Eight, his life was shaped by duty, discipline, and a father whose love was as sharp as it was distant. Every choice he made was scrutinized, every emotion tempered, until he became a figure of cold precision, a mirror, in some ways, to Rose's own hardened world. At Hogwarts, two heirs to shadowed legacies collide. Drawn together by loneliness, bound by duty, and united in the quiet ache of unspoken understanding, they find in each other a fragile solace. But even the closest bonds are tested when whispers of a forgotten relic, the fabled Eye of Orrellis, begin to stir. Rose is pulled deeper into a world of ambition, peril, and desire, where loyalty clashes with longing, and the darkness within herself threatens to consume all she holds dear. Tibburus must navigate his own legacy and the fragile connection that binds them, knowing that every choice carries consequences that echo far beyond the walls of Hogwarts. Dark, lyrical, and tragic, The Thorned Womb is a story of love poisoned by legacy, of loyalty tested by destiny, and of how even the strongest bonds can fracture under the shadow of power. It is a tale of hearts entwined yet broken, of passion forged in silence, and of the perilous cost of ambition when it consumes all that we hold dear.

Evelina Hillgado and Mattheo Riddle come from two of the oldest pureblood families-families that stood side by side during the darkest parts of the war. They grew up around each other. Not friends, not exactly enemies-just two people expected to carry on a legacy neither of them asked for. Now, in their final year at Hogwarts, the pressure is rising. Pureblood families are being pushed to unite through arranged bonds. Rumors swirl. Expectations build. And to keep control of their own lives, Mattheo and Evelina strike a deal: Pretend to be together. Keep their parents satisfied. Stay ahead of everyone else. It's cold. Strategic. Just enough to convince their families the alliance is real. But things shift. People talk. Old childhood memories start surfacing, and the more time they spend faking it, the harder it is to tell what's real-and what's just part of the plan. Their families might be allies. But that doesn't mean they trust each other. And in Slytherin, trust is always a weapon.

ᯓ★🎸‧₊˚ ⋅──── ❝ 𝐲𝐨𝐮'𝐫𝐞 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐡𝐢𝐦, 𝐦𝐚𝐭𝐭. ❞ ❝ 𝐲𝐞𝐚𝐡, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐡𝐞'𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐦𝐞. 𝐝𝐨𝐧'𝐭 𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐠𝐞𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐧𝐨𝐚. ❞ ──────────────────── 𝐈𝐍 𝐖𝐇𝐈𝐂𝐇... 𝗱𝗮𝗻𝗶𝗲𝗹𝗮 𝗻𝗼𝗮 𝗿𝘂𝘀𝘀𝗲𝗹𝗹 knows what the spotlight feels like. tour buses, sold-out venues, cameras in her face. but none of that ever compared to those quiet nights on rooftops with 𝗺𝗮𝘁𝘁, a boy who smelled like cigarettes and guitars, who never had to say much for her to hear everything. they used to be inseparable. shared headphones, late-night jam sessions, a thousand glances neither of them explained. but life got loud, and somewhere between the music and the silence, they stopped speaking. 𝐍𝐎𝐖... years later, they're back in the same orbit. her, the solo act with too much to prove. him, the guitarist of the band everyone wants to be. and under the stage lights, between passive comments, smirks that cut too deep, and memories that don't know how to die - they're learning that some connections don't fade. they just fray. ──────────────────── ♪ 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐡𝐞𝐥𝐥 𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐰𝐞? 𝐭𝐞𝐥𝐥 𝐦𝐞 𝐰𝐞 𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐧'𝐭 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐟𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐬 ♪ ... 🖤🎤📼 MATT STURN X FEM OC

she was an angel with broken wings and never had the chance to learn how to fly. he was a flame born from someone else's match, never taught how to burn, only how to destroy. avaia potter, the slytherin no one saw coming. sharp-tongued, terrifyingly powerful, and entirely uninterested in being understood. a girl with enough magic to bend the world, and too many shadows in her heart to trust herself with it. she doesn't want to be known. he can't seem to look away, even though he despises himself for it. mattheo knows the danger she carries. the kind of storm that swallows everything whole. but something about her fractured soul pulls at the edges of his own. a silent war raging beneath their sharp words and colder silences. neither wants to admit it, but neither can simply walk away unharmed. ──────────────── MATTHEO RIDDLE x FEM!OC

Ivory Celeste Nott was never meant to be soft. Born to a Death Eater father and a Grindelwald mother, Ivory's fate was written in darkness long before she could speak. Raised in a crumbling manor full of silence and spells, she learned to guard her mind before her heart ever stood a chance. At Hogwarts, she's not like the other Slytherins - not loud, not cruel, just cold. Controlled. Feared. The perfect weapon of a cursed legacy. But then there's Mattheo Riddle - arrogant, clever, dangerous. A boy born from the same war-torn bloodlines. A rival who sees past her armor. A mirror she never asked for. They clash like fire and ice, always circling, always resisting - until hatred begins to burn into something far more dangerous. Because when you're born into darkness... Sometimes, the only person who can see you is someone just as broken

BOOK 1 OF THE CURSED BLOODLINE UNIVERSE Devina Louise Black, granddaughter of Alphard Black, knows chaos all too well. Her sworn enemy, Mattheo Riddle, has made sure of it. Every year at Hogwarts, he finds new ways to make her life miserable. Devina expects the same as the new year begins. The usual back-and-forth. But something changes. Strange events start to happen around her. Small, unexplainable moments that seem connected. Devina can't ignore the signs. There's a deeper mystery at play, one that pulls her in despite her better judgment. And through it all, her feelings for Mattheo shift. The hatred she clung to? It feels different now. Less like rage. More like something she doesn't want to admit. An enemies to lovers story MATTHEO RIDDLE x FEM!OC

In which the sun polar the moon and chaos parts in the midst of it. "Are you my sweet witch or Nott's pretty girl, Clarke?" Draco grinned as she bucked her hips, inching herself closer on his lap. Isla smiled, provokingly and she brushed her lips against his, holding her stare in Theodore's from across the room. Leaning in as she whispered, "Both." ____ A Theodore Nott & Draco Malfoy fanfiction with a bunch of messy plots. Trigger warnings. This book contains mature content such as sexual scenes, sometimes heavy and violent sexual scenes, violent actions, toxicity, alcohol, the use of nicotine, and foul language. All the characters in this book are over the age of 18. ____ I do own Isla Grace Clarke, Mila Walker, Leo, and Ava Green, along with the plots created by me, but other than that, I do not own any of the characters/events in this book. All credits go to J.K Rowling.

In which love lived to be lethal, and sin strived to heal all. "I will kill every soul that tries to scratch yours." They would constantly tear the world apart to keep each other in pieces. ____ A slow-burn Draco Malfoy love story with a heavy plot. Trigger warning. This story contains mature content. Such as violent actions, sexual actions, abuse, rape, character deaths, signs of self-harm, psychological trauma, and foul language, 18+ only, All the characters in this book are over the age of 18. I do own Amelie Avery and the plots created by me, but other than that, I do not own any characters or events in this story. All credit goes to J.K Rowling.

A text story set place in the golden trio era! You are the it girl of Slytherin, the glue holding your deranged friend group together, the girl no one wants on their bad side, and everyone wants... but you have a secret, not even your bestest of friends know...

The Slytherin Clique's teens are just as ruthless. Just as close. Just as. But what happens when things soon start to unravel? [Post-War Children] + INTENDED FOR MATURE AUDIENCES + SPIN-OFF TO Filthy ; Draco Malfoy NOT a Draco Malfoy Fanfic