Have you ever wondered what life at Hogwarts was really like for Tom Riddle, known by his darker moniker Lord Voldemort? How did he manage juggling life as a student while simultaneously plotting his immortality and tyrannical reign over the Wizarding world? Corinne Carrow, a shy Slytherin witch with a famous family lineage, was certainly not your typical cunning Slytherin. She was the outcast of her very reputable Pureblood family. Throughout her years at Hogwarts, Corinne wasn't fond of socializing much among her peers. That is, until she reached her 6th year, when fate led her to reestablish a friendship with the notorious and tragically handsome Tom Riddle. A complete opposite of Corinne, Tom was an intimidating and brooding character with expertise in the art of persuasion and manipulation. Though for some strange reason, Corinne found herself quite intrigued by him. While everyone else feared Tom and viewed him as potentially dangerous, Corinne overlooked this and saw straight through his dark ways. You may think you know the tragic story of the troubled orphan boy who would eventually become the most feared and immensely powerful Dark wizard in the world. But what you don't know is that the young Dark Lord happened to have one particular companion; one he may have even loved. So if Tom Riddle inadvertently defied his own loveless nature despite all impossibility, what made him not change his ways for Corinne? What made him instead enter a much darker route in life that led him to become the Dark Lord? This is the alternate story of Tom Marvolo Riddle, before he was Voldemort.

ᴇᴠᴇʀʏᴛʜɪɴɢ ʙɪʟʟɪᴇ ᴅɪᴅ ꜱᴇᴇᴍᴇᴅ ᴛᴏ ᴍᴀᴋᴇ ᴍᴇ ʟᴀᴜɢʜ ᴏʀ ꜱᴍɪʟᴇ, ɪɴ ꜱᴏᴍᴇ ꜱᴏʀᴛ ᴏꜰ ᴡᴀʏ. ᴇᴠᴇʀʏᴛʜɪɴɢ ᴀʙᴏᴜᴛ ʜᴇʀ ᴡᴀꜱ ʜʏᴘɴᴏᴛɪᴢɪɴɢ, ʜᴇʀ ɪᴄʏ ʙʟᴜᴇ ᴇʏᴇꜱ ꜱᴇᴇᴍ ᴛᴏ ʜᴀᴠᴇ ᴀ ᴍᴀɢɴᴇᴛ. ᴀɴᴅ ɪᴛ ᴋᴇᴘᴛ ᴘᴜʟʟɪɴɢ ᴍᴇ ᴛᴏᴡᴀʀᴅ ʜᴇʀ. ✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:* 　　 *:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧ ᴋɪʟʟ ᴍʏꜱᴇʟꜰ ɪɴ 50 ᴅᴀʏꜱ. ᴛʜᴀᴛ'ꜱ ᴍʏ ᴘʟᴀɴ, ʙᴜᴛ ᴡʜᴇɴ ᴀ ɢɪʀʟ ᴘʀɪᴇꜱ ʜᴇʀꜱᴇʟꜰ ɪɴᴛᴏ ᴍʏ ʟɪꜰᴇ ᴛʜɪɴɢꜱ ɢᴏ ꜱᴏʀᴛᴀ ᴏꜰꜰ ᴛʀᴀᴄᴋ. ɪ ᴛᴏʟᴅ ᴍʏꜱᴇʟꜰ ɪ ᴡᴏᴜʟᴅɴ'ᴛ ɢᴇᴛ ᴄʟᴏꜱᴇ ᴛᴏ ʜᴇʀ, ᴛᴏ ꜱᴀᴠᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ᴘᴀɪɴ ʙᴜᴛ ɪᴛ ᴊᴜꜱᴛ ᴋɪɴᴅᴀ ʜᴀᴘᴘᴇɴᴅ. ɴᴏᴡ ɪ ʜᴀᴠᴇ ᴛᴏ ꜰɪɢᴜʀᴇ ᴏᴜᴛ ᴀ ᴡᴀʏ ᴛᴏ ɢᴏ ᴡɪᴛʜᴏᴜᴛ ʜᴜʀᴛɪɴɢ ʜᴇʀ. ɪ'ᴍ ʜᴏᴘɪɴɢ ꜱʜᴇ ᴄᴀɴ ᴄᴏᴘᴇ ʙʏ ʜᴇʀꜱᴇʟꜰ. ꜱʜᴇ'ꜱ ᴀᴛᴛᴀᴄʜᴇᴅ ᴛᴏ ᴍᴇ ᴀɴᴅ ᴀʟʟ ɪ ᴡᴀɴᴛ ᴍᴏʀᴇ ɪꜱ ᴛᴏ ʟᴇᴀᴠᴇ ᴛʜɪꜱ ᴇᴀʀᴛʜ. ᴍᴀʏʙᴇ ᴏɴᴇ ᴅᴀʏ ᴡᴇ'ʟʟ ᴍᴇᴇᴛ ᴀɢᴀɪɴ ᴡʜᴇʀᴇ ɪ'ᴍ ʙᴇᴛᴛᴇʀ, ɪɴ ᴀ ʟɪꜰᴇ ᴡʜᴇʀᴇ ɪ'ᴍ ʜᴀᴘᴘʏ, ɪᴛ ᴊᴜꜱᴛ ᴄᴀɴ'ᴛ ʙᴇ ᴛʜɪꜱ ᴏɴᴇ. ᴀ ʙɪʟʟɪᴇ ᴇɪʟɪꜱʜ ꜰᴀɴꜰɪᴄ. -ʟᴏᴡᴇʀᴄᴀꜱᴇ ɪɴᴛᴇɴᴅᴇᴅ

Seventh-grader Alexa Hart's world is defined by loss and loneliness. Her mother is gone, her brother lies in a coma, and her father offers nothing but neglect. At school, she's friendless and relentlessly bullied-especially by Blake-and at home, her father's new marriage saddles her with five stepbrothers who openly despise her. As Alexa's isolation and despair deepen, the question looms: can she ever find a path to happiness, or is she destined to remain trapped in misery? Note: This story contains swearing, abuse, self-harm, depression, and other sensitive topics.

You're deep in debt after spending almost all your money on your father's medical treatment....in which he died anyway. Now, in debt to your brother's school, your apartment's rent and a whole lot more, You turn to suspicious methods. Needing to support your little brother, you meet a man in a subway station who offers money for playing a game. After joining the games, you meet a whole lot of new people, in similar situations as you. However, only one person catches your eye. Lucky Number 067. --------- Started: 22nd November 2021 Finished: 4th December 2021 (Original Ending) 10th December 2021 (Alternate Ending) Highest Ranking: #1 in #sae-Byeok #1 in saebyeok #1 in Squid Game

In a world where nothing is freely given, how much can they give when there may be nothing for them in return? Heartbreaks... Love... Everything in between... And hopefully, a happy ending! © All rights reserved

"𝚢𝚘𝚞'𝚛𝚎 𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚎 𝚙𝚛𝚎𝚝𝚝𝚢 𝚐𝚒𝚛𝚕" "𝚢𝚊, 𝚠𝚎'𝚕𝚕 𝚜𝚎𝚎 𝚊𝚋𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚈/𝚗 𝚈/𝚕/𝚗 𝚊 𝚝𝚎𝚎𝚗 𝚙𝚒𝚌𝚔𝚙𝚘𝚔𝚎𝚝 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚊 𝚏𝚊𝚒𝚛𝚕𝚢 𝚛𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑 𝚙𝚊𝚜𝚝 𝚖𝚎𝚎𝚝𝚜 𝚊 𝚐𝚒𝚛𝚕 𝚘𝚞𝚝𝚜𝚒𝚍𝚎 𝚜 𝚌𝚘𝚛𝚗𝚎𝚛 𝚜𝚝𝚘𝚛𝚎. 𝙸𝚖𝚖𝚎𝚍𝚒𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚕𝚢 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚒𝚜 𝚊 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚗𝚎𝚌𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗. 𝚃𝚞𝚛𝚗𝚜 𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚢 𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚎 𝚒𝚗 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚖𝚘𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚢 𝚝𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑𝚝 𝚊𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚢 𝚋𝚘𝚝𝚑 𝚏𝚒𝚗𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚖𝚜𝚎𝚕𝚟𝚎𝚜 𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚊𝚖𝚎 𝚐𝚊𝚖𝚎, 𝚏𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚖𝚘𝚗𝚎𝚢 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚒𝚛 𝚕𝚒𝚟𝚎𝚜. 𝚆𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚢 𝚜𝚞𝚛𝚟𝚒𝚎 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚞𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚒𝚛 𝚓𝚘𝚞𝚛𝚗𝚎𝚢 𝚝𝚘𝚐𝚎𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛, 𝚘𝚛 𝚠𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚢 𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚒𝚜𝚑 𝚊𝚕𝚘𝚗𝚐 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚑𝚞𝚗𝚍𝚛𝚎𝚍𝚜 𝚋𝚎𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚖?

"ᴘʀᴏғᴇssᴏʀ sɴᴀᴘᴇ ʜᴀs ᴀ ᴄʜɪʟᴅ?!" "ɪ ᴛʜᴏᴜɢʜᴛ ʜᴇ ᴡᴀs sɪɴɢʟᴇ?! ɪ ᴍᴇᴀɴ, ᴡʜᴏ ᴡᴏᴜʟᴅ ᴡᴀɴᴛ ᴛᴏ ᴍᴀʀʀʏ ᴛʜᴀ-" "ᴀʀᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ᴛᴀʟᴋɪɴɢ ʙᴀᴅ ᴀʙᴏᴜᴛ ᴍʏ ᴘᴀᴘᴀ?", ᴛʜᴇ ʟɪᴛᴛʟᴇ ɢɪʀʟ ᴀsᴋᴇᴅ, ᴍᴀᴋɪɴɢ ᴛʜᴇ ᴛʜʀᴇᴇ ғᴏᴜʀᴛʜ-ʏᴇᴀʀs ᴛᴇɴsᴇ. "ɴ-ɴᴏᴛ ᴀᴛ ᴀʟʟ! sᴀʏ, ᴡʜᴀᴛ's ʏᴏᴜʀ ɴᴀᴍᴇ ʟɪᴛᴛʟᴇ ᴏɴᴇ?", ᴛʜᴇ ʀᴇᴅ-ʜᴇᴀᴅ ᴀsᴋᴇᴅ. "ʟɪʟʏ ᴘʜᴏᴇʙᴇ sɴᴀᴘᴇ". //❁// ᴡᴀʀɴɪɴɢs: •ᴄᴜssɪɴɢ •ʟᴏᴡᴇʀᴄᴀsᴇ ɪɴᴛᴇɴᴅᴇᴅ •ᴍᴀʏ ɴᴏᴛ ғᴏʟʟᴏᴡ ᴘʟᴏᴛ //❁// 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐝: 𝟗/𝟐𝟏/𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟎 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐩𝐥𝐞𝐭𝐞𝐝: 𝟏𝟎/𝟕/𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟎

Darling, dearest, dead. i don't own any characters from this book except Nabi<3 I'm trying to make it as realistic to the series but with more saebyeok scenes ykyk (This has PLENTY spelling/grammar errors hehe brought to you by my idiot 13 yo self)

{FIRST BOOK IN 'THE GIRL IN THE HOODIE' SERIES} {2014-2018} A girl moved to California two years ago. No one knows what she looks like. All they know is that she wears a hoodie. *~*~*~* "HOLY SHIT, NOAH! WHY THE FUCK WOULD YOU LET THE TROLLEY GO?! COME BACK! OH MY FUCKING LIFE, FIZZY DRINKS UP AHEAD--" BANG FIZZ POP "...am I dead?" I'm suddenly grabbed by the back of my hoodie and pulled up from the ground and out of the mess of the opened bottles of fizzy which had exploded when the trolley and I crashed into them. My hands instantly go to my hood and I sigh in relief to find that it hadn't fallen off through all of that. I turn my head and look the the employee who's holding me, his face completely red and the vein in his neck throbbing. "Wassup, dude?" I smile sheepishly. *~* {HIGHEST RANKINGS: #1 in Funny #1 in Sad And #1 in Cancer apparently }

Jolene Swan was Bella Swan's older sister. She was loud, rambunctious, wild and blunt, the complete opposite of Bella. She's a 'bad egg', her mothers least favorite and feels absolutely all alone in the world. At least, until she meets Rosalie Hale. The stunning blonde Cullen captures the rebels heart, no matter how hard she tries to deny it. The further she pulls away, the faster she snaps back.