{Book One of the Underrated Slytherin Men Series} "I waited for years wondering when my father was coming back, and do you know what I realized?" I shouted "What?" He asked carelessly "I realized that my father cared more for someone else's child than his own," I answered before walking away, a single tear slipping down my cheek before I angrily wiped it away or In which Sirius Black's daughter becomes the power that Harry Potter knows not or Where Katherine Black was reborn in the Harry Potter universe as Cordelia Black and decided to mess up the storyline as much as possible, and fate decided to help her. torture [tor•ture] noun the infliction of intense pain (as from burning, crushing, or wounding) to punish, coerce or afford sadistic pleasure [COVER BY @judeeduarteee] [Pre-PS to Post-DH] [Marcus Flint x OC] Disclaimer: This story is not primarily about the relationship. © 2021 by carlymblack

" 𝐀 𝐜𝐫𝐮𝐬𝐡? 𝐀 𝐜𝐫𝐮𝐬𝐡! 𝐒𝐡𝐞'𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐝𝐲 𝐞𝐧𝐞𝐦𝐲! 𝐒𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐚𝐛𝐨𝐭𝐚𝐠𝐞𝐝 𝐦𝐲 𝐩𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐜𝐞 𝐬𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐝𝐮𝐥𝐞, 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐡𝐮𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐢𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐇𝐮𝐟𝐟𝐥𝐞𝐩𝐮𝐟𝐟, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐧𝐨𝐰 𝐡𝐚𝐥𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐜𝐡𝐨𝐨𝐥 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐤𝐬 𝐬𝐡𝐞'𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐧𝐞𝐱𝐭 𝐛𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐝𝐲 𝐕𝐢𝐤𝐭𝐨𝐫 𝐊𝐫𝐮𝐦! " when two people obsessed with Quidditch meet, sparks are inevitable. He lives for the game; she bleeds for it. The only thing certain? It is destin' to be messy. [ Rivals to lovers | Right person wrong time | Playful banter | Back and forth | Teasing | Can't be together ] [ 𝐎𝐥𝐢𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐖𝐨𝐨𝐝 𝐱 𝐎𝐂 (𝐉𝐨𝐬𝐞𝐩𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐞 𝐅𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐭) ] *Oliver Wood with slightly longer hair* Rankings: #1 Oliver wood #1 keeper #1 Goldensnitch #2 competitive

"Her blood is dripping onto the floorboards. She turns her head to the right and and sees that she's gripping Regulus' notebook. It too is smeared with her blood. She's not sure how she got here, but something in the back of her mind tells her what to do next. She steps forward and presses her hand to the tapestry. Hypatia gasps as powerful Dark magic rushes through her." AU. Fem!Harry x Regulus. *This was taken down for a rewrite. It is being reposted now, as I finish the chapters*

EXCERPT-- "Pay up, Julian!" Marcus slapped Julian on the back, a triumphant grin splitting his face. "I knew you couldn't resist. 100 pounds, right? Told you she'd fall for the 'sensitive bad boy' routine, hook, line, and sinker." Julian's back stiffened, a sudden, rigid posture. He turned slightly, and Ellie saw Marcus pressing a crisp 100-pound note into his hand, a smug, victorious smirk on his face. Her blood ran cold, freezing in her veins, turning to icy dread. *** *** Meet Eleanor "Ellie" Smith. Your average (?), shy, kind-hearted, slightly clumsy bookworm. She believes, with every fiber of her being, that genuine connection and kindness are the most important things in life. Her world is built on empathy, quiet strength, and the unwavering belief in the good in people. Then there's Julian Thorne. Not-so-average. Bold. Ruthless. The kind of popular guy who walks into a room and owns it, radiating an icy confidence that chills everyone in his path. He wouldn't hesitate to crush anyone standing between him and success - after all, isn't that what's expected from the future head of Thorne & Sons, the most powerful empire in the city? He despises everything Ellie stands for. And it really doesn't help that she's best friends with his younger sister, Clara Thorne. When their worlds collide, sparks don't just fly... they ignite a wildfire. A reluctant, undeniable pull draws them together, even as their opposing natures threaten to tear them apart. But what does fate have in store for this unlikely pair? Join me on a journey where enemies become... something more. Where every glance is charged, and every touch could either heal or shatter. P.S. This is my very first story on Wattpad, and I'm pouring my heart into it! Your thoughts and feedback mean the world to me. Best lifetime rankings #1 in #bossemployee, #2 in angstwithhappyending, #3 in poorgirl

April I fight fires for a living-but I've never felt more burned than I did that night. As a forest ranger, I live on the edge of danger and calm. My body is strong, my will even stronger, but that doesn't mean I'm unbreakable. I thought love-real love-would see through the scars I keep hidden beneath my uniform. I thought Ellis saw me. Understood me. But all it took was one careless sentence. One drunken confession echoing through a baby monitor, turning a celebration into a battlefield. He humiliated me in front of everyone-my friends, my chosen sisters, myself. And now I'm standing in the ashes of something I thought would last forever, wondering if I've been lying to myself about what love really looks like. Ellis I was drunk. Stupid. Thoughtless. It was just a conversation. Boys being boys, joking around in a room where I thought no one could hear. But they did. She did. And I said things I can't take back. I don't even recognize the man who said them-because that man humiliated the strongest, most loyal, most incredible woman he's ever known. April is the kind of woman who runs toward danger. Who holds broken branches like they're bones and brings people back from the edge. And I crushed her with words. Now I'd do anything-everything-to take it back. But the damage is done. And I'm not sure I deserve to be the one who tries to fix it.

Copyright © 2026 by Bookish Dae From a box of pastries and a stormy eyed glare in a greasy auto shop, a most unlikely love story bloomed. Thea, all sunshine and sugar, saw past the hardened exterior of Blaze, a grumpy ex-con haunted by a tragic past, and slowly melted the walls around his heart with unwavering kindness and fierce loyalty.