A man, a felon - a Death Eater. Belle's graciousness blew in her face the moment she let him pass through the border of her cabin. A woman who'd been destined to cherish life. To save it. And only then, did the real nightmare begin, for the world was not ready to welcome a duo so corrupt. CURRENTLY UNDERGOING REMASTERING #1 on dracomalfoy #1 on draco #1 on dracoxreader #1 on spicy #1 on dracofanfic #1 on harrypotternextgeneration --------------- This is a dark Voldemort wins story. Warning's apply at the start of each chapter. Be sensible with what you read and don't push yourself. *I do not own any characters other than my own. Full character credits to J.K Rowling. This story also does not follow any original timeline. This plot, is mine, however. ©*

NOW WITH A BRAND NEW COVER MADE BY THE WONDERFUL WHOKILLEDIVI If you asked most people about Ava Melgren you'd get the same answer. She's a spoilt brat that's unfortunately pretty good at what she does. And that's exactly how she wants to be seen. Exactly how she's carefully crafted herself to be perceived. It's how she has to continue to be perceived if she is to remain alive. Because she has a secret. A secret that could get her, and everyone she commands, killed. She's leading another rebellion. Or as she likes to call it: a revolution. Xaden Riorson's band of smugglers can pack it up because she's not messing around. Bodhi Durran x femOC

A Bridgerton's Sin Florence Bridgerton has always lived in harmony with her family cherished by her siblings, sheltered by her mother, and bound forever to her twin sister Francesca. But she commits one unforgivable sin. She falls in love with the Bridgerton footman. John was never meant to look at her. Never meant to touch her hand. Never meant to want her. And yet he does. In a world of ballrooms and marriage contracts, their love must exist in shadows in stolen glances, whispered confessions, and nights filled with aching restraint. For if the ton ever learns the truth, Florence Bridgerton will lose everything.

When a mortal finally tastes the peace of death she longed for. She expects the peace she never had in life. But the Fates have other plans. Returned to life in a strange, timeless place between worlds, Lyra is told she has a purpose she cannot yet understand. Bound by a thread newly spun, she must face those who exist far beyond mortal suffering and discover why the Fates chose her. As she confronts her past wounds, Lyra learns that even immortals carry fractures that only a mortal heart can mend. But accepting this second life means facing the question she has avoided her whole existence: Does she truly want to keep living? ~~~~~ Beginning: December 28, 2025 Ending: --- Update is every Sunday and Tuesday

also known as: leo valdez is in love with another girl who's way out of his league... 𝐢𝐧 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐜𝐡 a daughter of aphrodite and a son of hephaestus try to prevent history from repeating. leo valdez x oc ___ #1 in leovaldez on 11.10.25 #1 in demigods on 11.10.25 #1 in percyjackson on 9.06.25 #1 in heroesofolympus on 8.31.25 #1 in pjohoo on 8.04.25 𝐧𝐨𝐰 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐲𝐢𝐧𝐠: "primadonna - MARINA" 01:23 ━━━━●───── 03:42 ⇄ ◃◃ ⅠⅠ ▹▹ ↻ :¨ ·.· ¨: '· . living life like i'm in a play, in the limelight i want to stay, i know i've got a big ego, i really don't know why it's such a big deal though... 🌷🐚🦢જ⁀➴ 𝐯𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐧𝐚 𝐜𝐥𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐦𝐨𝐧𝐭 was absolutely stunning. like, jaw droppingly beautiful. of course, she knew it, just as everyone who met her knew it. blonde, shiny hair, crystalline blue eyes, sunkissed skin, she was the epitome of the "beauty standard." she's used to being underestimated, her intelligence dismissed in favour of her honey-coated looks, and her power ignored. deep down, she was sure that she'd never be truly loved - that no one would ever get past the perfection she was designed to embody. desirable, not lovable. 𝐥𝐞𝐨 𝐯𝐚𝐥𝐝𝐞𝐳 was, well, not so stunning, if you asked him. he was kind of scrawny, and short, with curls he did not know how to take care of and usually dirty hands. he wasn't all that interesting, a background character in everyone else's epic. he had scars on his hands and his heart, convinced no one could ever really want him. he knew that love is for other people - people taller, stronger, better. it would probably end up like their parents. hephaestus, pining over a girl who would never love him back, aphrodite, who was repulsed by him, falling in love with the war god, ares. who could ever love leo, right? definitely not some

" 𝐼 𝑎𝑚 𝑐𝑢𝑟𝑠𝑒𝑑 𝑤𝑖𝑡ℎ 𝑚𝑦 𝑚𝑜𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑟'𝑠 𝑗𝑜𝑦, 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑏𝑙𝑒𝑠𝑠𝑒𝑑 𝑤𝑖𝑡ℎ 𝑚𝑦 𝑓𝑎𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑟'𝑠 𝑟𝑎𝑔𝑒 . . . 𝑖𝑛𝑠𝑖𝑑𝑒 𝑚𝑦 𝑙𝑢𝑛𝑔𝑠, 𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑦 𝑐𝑜𝑙𝑙𝑖𝑑𝑒; 𝑖𝑛𝑠𝑖𝑑𝑒 𝑚𝑦 𝑚𝑖𝑛𝑑, 𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑦 𝑟𝑎𝑔𝑒; 𝑖𝑛𝑠𝑖𝑑𝑒 𝑚𝑦 ℎ𝑒𝑎𝑟𝑡, 𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑦 𝑤𝑎𝑟 " the 𝑠ℎ𝑎𝑑𝑜𝑤 and his 𝑓𝑙𝑎𝑚𝑒 the 𝑖𝑐𝑒 and his 𝑓𝑙𝑜𝑤𝑒𝑟 to 𝑝𝑟𝑜𝑡𝑒𝑐𝑡 { Main: Xaden ˣ Melgren female OC ˣ Ridoc } { Background Relationships: Violet ˣ Liam } { Fourth Wing ~ Iron Flame } { Started: April 20th, 2025 } { cover by me }

{Golden Trio Era - Post War} {Harry Potter x OC} "Your eyes are-" Here we go again. "I know." Harry interrupts without thinking, voice flat and practised. May's eyebrows pull together, and she echoes, "You know?" He freezes, the familiar sting of regret burning in his chest. She couldn't say what he thought she was. She didn't know his mum. "Sorry," He mumbles, rubbing the back of his neck, "What were you going to say?" May bites her lip, then a small, tentative smile slips. "They're like Welsh Greens." ***************** 𝐈𝐍 𝐖𝐇𝐈𝐂𝐇 two years after war, Harry Potter agrees to spend the summer at the Romanian dragon sanctuary to escape his nightmares, and ends up meeting May Ridgebit, the boss who makes forgetting impossible. ***************** (This story may include mature content and emotional triggers that could cause distress towards the reader)

Genevieve Mairi is the human version of a golden retriever. Fiercely loyal, protective, loving, and energetic Geneieve is kind of the total package in his eyes. Ridoc Gamlyn just can't get enough of her golden locks, he could get lost in her ocean eyes. Genevieve thinks he's just another flirty guy, but something in her gut tells her that maybe everything isn't as it seems.

{Marauders Era - Post War} {James Potter x OC} {Second Chance Romance} "I'm a potter," Fawn announces, her head inclining in the direction of the floorboards suddenly creaking very loudly. James is rearing back, his eyes growing round like bludgers and his hand coming up to clasp his throat, his voice box, hoping he sounds less embarrassingly taken aback than he feels. "I beg your pardon?" A clear, bright strand of orange emerges, betraying Fawn's slight amusement when she clarifies, "I'm a potter. I make pottery." ***************** 𝐈𝐍 𝐖𝐇𝐈𝐂𝐇 James Potter reluctantly returns to Hogwarts three years after war end and happens to stumble across the brightness, the colour he lost all sight of. Maybe he wasn't the only one. ***************** (This story may include mature content and emotional triggers that could cause distress towards the reader)