For the past five years, you've been raising your son as a single mother. You've successfully avoided questions about his father by claiming that he died during the Paranormal Liberation War. From what you believe, this isn't a lie. The last time you saw him was when he personally escorted you to U.A.'s shelter amidst the chaos in the streets. Unbeknownst to you, he has been alive all this time, clinging to life in a facility working to keep him alive. His father, Enji, has been desperately searching for someone willing to heal him. After his presumed death, a single photo of you and Dabi began circulating through the underground, hinting at the nature of your relationship. To protect yourself and your child, you had to pay someone to stop the pictures from spreading further. The photo provided answers to a long-standing question: who was the healer Dabi had been protecting? It identified you as the healer who had been deemed untouchable, but it also brought unwanted attention.

UA's Support Department has seen all kinds of eccentric inventors, but none quite like the masked, welding-gear-wearing student who becomes Bakugo Katsuki's personal go-to technician. She works fast, doesn't ask questions, and never wastes his time-already making her rarer than most of Class 1-A combined. Bakugo doesn't know her name, doesn't know her face, and honestly doesn't care. They talk shop, exchange gear, and go their separate ways.

» I didn't know you had a sister, Potter. «

Elestara Lyra Black was everything a proper pureblood girl should be: elegant, cunning, coldly brilliant, and thoroughly unimpressed by fame or foolishness. She walked like a queen-in-waiting and proudly bore her mother's maiden name. On top of that, she was also Draco's twin sister. And Harry Potter? He was everything she was raised to despise: reckless and impulsive, too brave for his own good, and determined to get her to notice him. They were Lily and James in the next life, only Lily was a girl with hair the color of starlight and eyes the color of frost. She was a star, Harry's star, and most of all, a firecracker. HIGHEST RANKINGS 20250516 #1 in Daphne 20250522 #1 in Slytherin 20250522 #1 in Gryffindor 20250522 #1 in Voldemort 20250525 #1 in Narcissa 20250608 #1 in Regulus 20250621 #1 in Malfoy 20250628 #1 in Hogwarts

She's a wild, free spirit who sees the good in everyone, and he's the hardened, bad-tempered loner who wants nothing to do with her-yet no matter how hard he tries to push her away, she's the one temptation he can't escape. *** He's never met someone with such a bubbly personality. Not to mention the wildness and odd phrases she says every five minutes. He hates it. He hates how he can't stay away from it. He hates what she does to him; it's not like him to chase after some girl. She gets under his skin like no other. She's never met someone with such a bad attitude. He's ill-mannered and menacing. The glare never seems to leave his face. Considering it all, she can't help but feel the attraction toward him. Dangerous attraction toward a seemingly dangerous man. Maybe it's the tattoos on his arm that gets her attention. Or maybe it's because she can tell there's hope for good under his rough exterior. And she's about to find it, whether he likes it or not. It's no secret that the two of them are complete and total opposites. *** "You like being called Sugar, don't you?" I tease, placing my toothbrush back after finishing. He does the same and gives me a side-eyed scowl. He grips my chin harshly and kisses me. My body temperature raises a good ten degrees and my right leg goes all wiggly. He pulls away. "You like it when I kiss you, don't you?" He teases the same way I did to him and I'm left blubbering. "I think both of our questions are rhetorical," I lower my voice up at him. His lip curls up into a smirk. *** #1 in Young Adult #9 in Badboy #1 in Cold #3 in Goodgirl #1 in Sweetheart #14 in Love *** *Warning* This story contains mature themes (language, scenes)

A prince, rumored to be son of the Devil. He is the definition of Danger. He is the Darkness itself. A princess. Imprisoned in her own home, only to come out once she gets married. But married to whom? *** Once upon a time, the Devil fell in love with one of the King's many wives. One night he went to her room disguised as her husband and made love to her. She got pregnant with his child. Knowing this The King ordered her execution believing his wife cheated on him, but then the Devil appeared to the king making him a deal. In exchange for great power for his Kingdom, the King will let his wife Sire The Devil's Child. The King who was greedy for power agrees to the deal and his Kingdom becomes one of the most powerful Kingdoms and the Devil's Child the seventh Prince of the Kingdom. Being a princess probably sounds nice. A life full of luxury, beautiful dresses and nice shoes but for Hazel, there is nothing nice about being a princess. She can never go outside the palace, she can never have friends, she can never eat or say or wear whatever she wants and she can never choose the person she is going to marry. Soon she's getting married to a man she has never met, a prince rumored to be Son of the Devil. *Mature content.

It's hot. So very hot.