atelophobia [noun; a-te-lo-pho-bia] ➸the fear of never being good enough . The fear of failure. Anastasia dreamed of being the perfect black widow and when she got a Hogwartsletter, she was even more happy to be special. She was different from the other widows, so she worked even harder, what means, she woke up early to train. When the sun disappeared, she trained even more, until she couldn't feel her muscles. In between: School lessons about poisonous potions, noble hippogriffs, flying feathers and mice turning into goblets. during all this time, she never made friends and avoided every living thing at this castle. So when she found a crying fifthyear at the astronomy tower, she at first tried to ignore him but then gets too involved with him, his friends and the friends furry problem. So she helps Sirius to win over his friends in exchange for every secret of Hogwarts.

In which Lavinia Abrams, a girl with wealth, moves to Concord, Massachusetts, and slowly but surely falls for the blonde artist across the way. Lavinia Abrams was a girl born into wealth and class, life handed to her on a silver platter. She was aware of those less fortunate than her and their struggles, but never truly understood. It wasn't her fault, an overprotective mother and a narcissistic father will do that to you. So when a scandal destroys her father's reputation, and the Abrams must move to Concord to start over, Lavina finds herself learning a lot from the family across the meadow. The March family is kind, compassionate, and considerate, nothing like Lavinia's own family. It's understandable that she would start to find a new family, new love, among them. Particularly in the beautiful blonde that is the youngest sister, Amy March. 𝓘'𝓭 𝓵𝓲𝓴𝓮 𝔂𝓸𝓾 𝓽𝓸 𝓹𝓪𝓲𝓷𝓽 𝓶𝓮 𝓸𝓷𝓮 𝓭𝓪𝔂... 𝓗𝓸𝔀 𝓪𝓶 𝓘 𝓽𝓸 𝓹𝓪𝓲𝓷𝓽 𝓼𝓾𝓬𝓱 𝓫𝓮𝓪𝓾𝓽𝔂?

- What if 𝘈lexandria can never love another again? ᵐᵃʳᶜᵘˢ ᵇᵃᵏᵉʳ 𝘈lexandria 𝘋iaz always had an undeniable love for Marcus Baker. It was well known between the friends that they loved one another, but what happened when Virginia Miller moves to Wellsbury? Will Alexandria lose the one true person she's ever wanted, or will she decide what's gone is gone? Ginny and Georgia Season 1 - ? ( Fem!OC x Marcus Baker ) -bellz / 2023

In which Alexandria Miller is her mother's daughter through and through while her sister Ginny was anything she and her mother weren't. Though despite being so much like her mother, it was rarely ever in a good way. For history was bound to be repeating itself within the girl. or In which the moment he meets Alexandria, Marcus Baker finds himself utterly infatuated with the new girl, despite her already being with another. SEASON ONE GINNY AND GEORGIA

𝐨𝐨𝐨. │CALM BEFORE THE STORM! ˗ˏ ➶ BY HAYLEY! 🌀 ﹋﹋﹋﹋﹋﹋﹋﹋﹋﹋﹋﹋﹋ ██ OUR LOVE FORBIDDEN. " ☆ﾐ ██ 𝑨 𝑺𝑻𝑶𝑹𝒀 𝑰𝑵 𝑾𝑯𝑰𝑪𝑯 denahi takes an interest towards the dreamwalker

─── 𝐇𝐢𝐬 𝐨𝐛𝐬𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐡𝐞𝐫, 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐜𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐛𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐝. Currently editing! I update whenever I can :)) 𝐖𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐧 𝐛𝐲: -𝐏𝐮𝐫𝐞-𝐖𝐡𝐢𝐭𝐞- 09/15/20

𝒊𝒏 𝒘𝒉𝒊𝒄𝒉 james potter finds he's not that much into redheads as he thought

She looked up at me through long dark lashes a soft demure expression on her angelic face, "if you're going to kill me...c-can I make a request?" Her voice didn't sound nearly as shaky as it had before. Perhaps she'd accepted her fate. I looked down at her waiting for her to continue. "Look me in the eye." Once more, I thought I saw a flicker of a smile on her lips but it was gone the moment I focused my attention there. That seemed like an odd request. "Alright." I nodded and held her glowing gaze. My resolve was starting to slip. This didn't feel right, something in me didn't want to kill this girl. As if she sensed my resolve beginning to waver, she offered me a meek smile, "if it's any consolation, I promise I won't haunt you." My hand felt a little unsteady. Why was this so difficult? I grit my teeth and tightened my grip on the blade. I couldn't fail this test. I drove the blade into her chest and felt my blood turn cold as her lips pulled into a maniacal grin. Her thin corpse complexioned hand encircled my bare wrist. How the hell did she get loose? She gripped my wrist tightly forcing me to drive the blade deeper into her chest. Overhaul X OC Also this entire story will most likely take place before the series begins. (we'll see how things go)

"Earlier, on the roof...what you said...?" She frowned slightly, "I'm not suicidal, if that's what you're getting at, I just thought you'd have an amusing reaction and I was right." Her delicate shoulders pulled into a shrug, drawing my gaze to her upper arm. Poking out under the sleeve of her short sleeved uniform shirt was a dark bruise from where I'd grabbed her. Guilt wormed through me, "It sounded like you meant what you said." "Oh, I did. Everyone here is awful." She shrugged as she slung her tattered black messenger bag over her shoulder and headed for the door. Her bright blue green eyes flicked in my direction as she paused at the door, "At least there's a fun uptight hall monitor I can torment." I groaned at this, "I'd appreciate it if you'd just follow the rules and stay out of trouble." "Where's the fun in that?" She winked at me before sashaying out the door.

Ilaria is the daughter of the chieftain of The Feroxi Tribe, a nomadic tribe of elves who, unlike their cousins, prefer to live on the land and commune with nature. In an attempt to unite the elves, Ilaria must marry the Elvenking of Mirkwood and leave behind her life in the wild to live the tame kept life of an Elvenqueen. Can she adapt to the civilized life of a queen and heal the grieving heart of Thranduil? *Shrug* who knows, read and find out :P