a collection of short stories

when the guys heard they were getting a new roommate, the last thing they expected was for it to be young woman. -------------------- alternatively; The guys looked at her figure with wide eyes. "I thought our new house mate was going to be dude?" One whispered as he examined the girl's frame. "I don't think this is a guy..." "That's because I'm not a guy," the girl sighed. "My name is y/n, and I'll be moving in."

"This..." His lips parted but no words followed and his grip on my scorched hand loosened. "...Is a reminder that I have to burn several times more to rise again." A smile articulated on my lips and I intervened my fingers to his. ❁┈┈┈❅ ⋞〈 ✿ 〉⋟ ❅┈┈┈❁ Her kohl painted eyes smeared due to the tears of blood washing them away. Throughout her life, she desired his love, just a word from him was enough to expend her entire existence for his cause. From opposing her parents to getting him the throne, she did everything to support him but in all this, she failed to notice the demon within her love. Deceived her entire life, when thrown in the embrace of flames, she vowed revenge. Within the blanket of blazes her skin charred and like some twisted game, fate sends her soul to the body of her younger self. Revenge runs in her veins but the longing to live a little lingers too. Unfold the tale of princess Vijetri when she receives the dubious-looking boon of another chance at life. cover credits: @the.cover.craze Co-author: @behind-the-glasses

Harry Potter has been living his life in fear. Fear of his uncle, fear of his power, fear of his magic, fear of his own shadow. But one day, during a routine trip to the market, he meets Tony. Tony has everything someone could possibly desire. But there's one thing missing from his life. When he is walking down the street one day and sees a boy faint on the sidewalk in front of the market, he takes him in under his wing. Is it possible that this one second could possibly change both of their lives forever? (***this fiction will differ from the actual story line and some characters will be very ooc-- please also note trigger warnings on past abuse, sexual assault, and self harm***)

The soft chime of the anklets was the harbinger of her presence. While no words ever left her smiling lips, they never got eclipsed by her sorrows. Her ears and eyes were soaked in the intricate details of the world, quenching her curiosity and giving a flight to her imagination. Her life was nowhere ideal with several difficulties lying in her way- the first of them being her inability to speak that too in 20th century British India but she continued her life that was sometimes filled with little joys of life and at times splattered with grief. Join the journey of exuberance with lingering darkness and a girl named Agnija, commonly called Anoothi by her loved ones, a unique soul trying to survive. Cover by @gildedskys

Being the Master of Death made life difficult, especially when you need to save all of magical Europe from inbreeding its way to extinction. At least Death was enjoying watching his Master attempt this over and over again. Harry didn't find it nearly as entertaining. Well, tenth times the charm right? (FemHarry) Original cover image by, beshinoe.