Elowen Hale is known for her kindness... and for not taking shit from anyone. Except Mattheo Riddle, apparently. He gets under her skin from the moment Theodore starts bringing her around - sharp words, sharper looks, and an intensity she refuses to acknowledge. She's a Hufflepuff with a hidden bite; he's a Slytherin who hides softness like it's a sin. They should hate each other. But hate doesn't feel like this. Enemies, rivals, something dangerously close to more... There's a thin line between honey and venom- and they're about to cross it together. A Mattheo Riddle x Original Character Slow Burn Enemies to lovers • Banter • Dark/light dynamic • High tension • Mutual obsession #1 mattheoriddle #1 wizard #9 slytherin boys

Receiving the letter to Hogwarts was all that Alysanne Rivers wanted. Making friends, studying hard to prove herself. The hard-working, determined girl. One boy, however, proves it to be difficult, like it's a game. That boy you ask? Mattheo Riddle. The antagonistic, egotistical... good looking boy. **This fic will get dark, there is mentions AND ACTIONS of incest, torture, attempted rape. This fic was originally posted on AO3. Don't like, don't read! Thanks :-)**

"Her. Whole. Reason." Darkness returns to a world that has experienced magical war, and Mattheo Riddle is right at the heart of it all. Born and abandoned. Beaten and scarred. Anger the only force driving him to keep his siblings alive. Until her... Until Artemis Bellator. A witch with a hatred for magic, and desperate to free herself from the order she's sworn to protect. One girl flips his whole world upside down. Follows Philosopher Stone storyline, mixed with Wheel of Time elements and Dragon Age elements. A whole blender of my favourite fandoms. #1 Wheeloftime 21/12/2025.

"I hate you!" "Oh Darling, there is a very small line between hate and love. Trust me on that one, I speak from experience." ... Evelyn, Cedric Diggory's younger sister, navigates a world that feels colder and emptier than ever after tragedy strikes. Her story explores intense emotions, complicated relationships, and the challenges of finding herself in the shadows of loss. ^*^ Votes and comments are highly appreciated - Don't be a silent reader!

star-crossed lovers (hyp.) two people who care deeply for each other, but are doomed by the stars and cannot be together "In a world of magic and sin, love is the dangerous temptation of all." Where spells burn hotter than fire and power tastes sweeter than blood, desire is the deadliest curse of them all. He was everything she should've feared - cruel, beautiful, untouchable. The name whispered in dark corridors, the shadow that lingered in forbidden dreams. "She'd walk through hell for the people she loves. He'd burn it down just to watch her glow." Valeria Burke doesn't play nice. She's loyal to the bone - the kind of loyalty that cuts deep, that destroys anything in its path, and leaves scars you don't recover from. She's fierce, untamed, and done pretending she's anything less than the storm everyone fears. Then there's Mattheo Riddle - wicked grin, cigarette between his lips, and eyes that look like sin wrapped in silk. He's chaos, she's fury, and when they collide, the world trembles. Between broken promises, dangerous secrets, and emotions she swore she'd never feel, Valeria finds herself caught in something far more destructive than magic - him. Because love, in their world, isn't gentle. It's dark. Addictive. And it always demands blood. Because loyalty is her curse... and he's the one she'd burn for. Enemies to lovers × Slow Burn × Star - Cross Lovers × Forced Proximity × Forbidden Romance × "who did this to you" Started : 09/10/2025 Finished : ?

„𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐥𝐝 𝐜𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐝 𝐡𝐢𝐦 𝐦𝐨𝐧𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫 - 𝐢 𝐜𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐝 𝐡𝐢𝐦 𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐞." I was always Harry Potter's shadow. The extra kid. The freak. The mistake they never talked about. He got the scar, I got the silence. He tried to protect me, but even my Brother couldn't fight whispers and stares. So I learned to fight back. To stand alone. Long before the ring burned itself into my skin. Long before the chamber showed me things I was never meant to see. Visions. Bloodlines. Names erased on purpose. Allies hiding where light doesn't reach. But maybe it took him, to really show me that I'm not weak. Mattheo Riddle. Voldemort's son. Cold eyes, cold heart. A killer before breakfast if he feels like it. They say his bloodline's cursed. Forbidden, doomed to rot itself out. Maybe that curse is a myth. Maybe it's the way the ring reacts when he's near. Maybe it's me for wanting him anyway. He's the monster in every bedtime story. But he belongs to me. ------ Hey everyone 🤍 Thank you so, so much for taking the time to read my story. It honestly means more to me than I can put into words. I'd really love to hear what you think, whether it's thoughts, feelings, theories, or just a quick comment. Knowing how the story makes you feel keeps me going. If you feel like voting, that would mean a lot too and helps the story reach more readers. Sending you all so much love, and thank you for being here ୨ৎ #𝟏 mattheoriddle - 𝟶𝟹/𝟸𝟶𝟸𝟼

𝐰𝐚𝐫 rages louder than their silence, and still, six children of ancient bloodlines sharpen themselves into blades for the dark lord, they kill because they must and harden because they have to. they are cold, ruthless, and feared. but every act of violence leaves a crack in the armor they have built around their souls learning quickly that the greatest danger isn't the enemy in front of them, but what lingers after. 𝐚𝐮𝐫𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐚 𝐚𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲 bleeds softness she cannot scrub away, even as she learns to make herself a weapon. mattheo riddle carries shadows in his veins, born of a legacy too dark to outrun. draco malfoy fractures under the weight of his name, while theodore nott drowns in silence no one else can hear. daphne greengrass burns brightest before she lets others see her fall, but lorenzo berkshire will follow her into any fire. 𝐭𝐨𝐠𝐞𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 they are unstoppable, but alone they are breaking, their names will fade from the mouths of the living, but history will remember them differently, a title forged in shadow and despair: 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐮𝐢𝐜𝐢𝐝𝐞 𝐬𝐢𝐱 𝐭𝐡𝐫𝐞𝐞 𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐬 ✦ 𝐭𝐡𝐫𝐞𝐞 𝐬𝐮𝐢𝐜𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐬 ✦ mid-war, seventh year // friends to lovers 950k words this story contains 𝐞𝐱𝐩𝐥𝐢𝐜𝐢𝐭 themes surrounding suicide, and the psychology behind homicide-suicide 𝐩𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐞 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐜𝐚𝐮𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧

"I was adored without asking for it. He was feared without trying. Everyone saw the darkness in Mattheo Riddle - except me. Everyone saw the light in me - except him." Mattheo Riddle x Own Character Content Advisory This story contains mature themes and situations that may not be suitable for all readers, including: depictions of war and its aftermath, grief and emotional trauma, themes of family legacy and abandonment, unplanned pregnancy, childbirth, explicit sexual content, strong language, and occasional use of alcohol. Reader discretion is advised.

On the first day back at Hogwarts, Aurora leaves the Slytherin common room after visiting a friend, ready for bed, but she gets grabbed by a mysterious boy and his crew. The Ravenclaw girl is panicked, but it melts away as Mattheo allows her to sleep in his room, claiming that it's too dangerous in the dungeons at night.

She was Ravenclaw's golden girl. He was the Dark Lord's son. In the winter of their sixth year, Delilah Vale and Mattheo Riddle find themselves entangled in a secret plan - one that could unravel the war from within. Forced into an uneasy alliance, they agree to betray the bloodlines that raised them, and each other, in order to bring Voldemort to his knees. As snow falls softly over the castle grounds, Hogwarts becomes a quiet battlefield of glances, lies, and burning letters. Behind every whispered spell and shadowed corridor, they are watched - by enemies, by fate, and by the ghosts of who they used to be. But in the space between love and treason, something softer begins to bloom. Something neither of them expected. And as the war draws closer, so does the final choice: loyalty or love, legacy or freedom. Because every swan sings once. And this is theirs. A slow-burn, enemies-to-lovers tale of forbidden magic, fractured bloodlines, and the kind of love that could bring an empire to its knees. Disclaimer: I do not own any characters apart from Delilah Vale, Evangeline Vale, Alaric Vale, Seraphine Montrose and Claribel Fairchild.