A dark, thrilling tale ruined with secrecy, murder, danger and desire for love. Vienna, she just wants to be loved. Her father is abusive and her bold personality makes it hard for anyone to like her-but her idea of love is much darker than one may think. Draco Malfoy, an intimidating, possessive male who has secrets of his own, notices her bruise and can't help but wonder how someone like Vienna would get hurt. His curiosity gets the best of him and he ends up falling for her-finding out her dark secrets and she discovers his. Vienna thought her family was disastrous but when she discovers the connections the Malfoy's have to the mafia she finds herself in a dangerous predicament with the Italian mafia. And as time goes on with their game of murder, drugs, sex and scandal-their crimes catch up to them and Draco has no choice but to make the biggest sacrifice of his life. They'd kill for love but would they die for it? - doesn't follow the Harry Potter timeline or plot! contains very strong themes and is dark! please check warnings before reading.

& when I felt like I was an old cardigan under someone's bed, you put me on and said I was your favorite. - - IF YOU LIKE TOXIC, SPICY BUT A LIL BIT OF SOFT DRACO, THIS IS FOR YOU. Chapter titles and theme based on Taylor Swift's song- Cardigan. HP- Half Blood Prince- 6th year. Follows story, but might be some hiccups. 18+. More spice as chapters add on. I DO NOT OWN HARRY POTTER OR CHARACTERS!!!!

"What are you trying to say?" Mr. Malfoy questioned as the girl sat in her chair. "I've never- I've never actually-." She huffed, her cheeks heating up as she looked up at the person she never wanted to see again. "Are you saying he's never made you orgasm?" (Inspired by romanshome, credits go to her.)

"Come on Rose!" her friends called her back. Rose took one last look at her headmaster, but to her surprise he was already looking at her. "Don't be out past the prefect curfew," her headmaster scolded her, before turning on his heel to walk away. "No promises." she mumbled just in time for him to hear her. Draco Malfoy was indeed a very handsome man to stare at, but he made it nearly impossible to stay away from him despite being the schools headmaster.

"You want to know what I taste like?" I say, leaving my mouth slightly open. I can feel Malfoy's breath on my lips. He doesn't answer, but his breath hitches as he looks down. "You really want to know?" "Just do it," Malfoy barks. "So I can have some fucking peace." "I taste. . ." I start, leaning in. Malfoy closes his eyes, his brows furrowing, and I chuckle at the agony of it. ". . . Like dirt. Mud, even. And does the Slytherin Prince really want to get his lips dirty?" --- This fanfiction is cringey. *Draco MalfoyxOC* *Mature Content* *Messy Ass Plot* *Theodore Nott Supremacy*

*UNDER MAJOR EDITING* He loosened his hand from around my neck teasing me with a walking motion of his two fingers travelling down my body he traced my subtle V line with the tips of his fingers making me buck my hips at the sensitivity. He lowered his head down to my ear "Fuck, Roberts. How'd you make me feel this way?" he whispered ____________ When the notorious, egocentric, Malfoy heirs attention diverts itself to Adeline Roberts, Draco Lucius Malfoy makes a point of constructing her time at Hogwarts to be a living hell. But the growing need to come back for more leaves Draco pondering wether his dislike for Adeline is genuine or not. After Adeline encounters a dark turn with an unravelling traumatic truth her need to protect those whom she cares for takes the reins as poor and questionable decisions are made. WARNING: contains heavy detailed sexual scenes, eighteenth plus content. DISSCLAIMER: The characters written into this book belong to Jk Rowling and I take no credit or acknowledgement for the ones whom are constructed by JK.

"I want you, Laurel. Can I have you? Can I fuck you?" He growled. I was speechless. I slowly nodded against his forehead. "I need to hear you say it. Don't tease me, Laurel." "Yes, Draco." I said softly. "Fuck me." After death eaters broke into her home and murdered her no-maj(muggle) mother, Ilvermorny student Laurel Nott is forced to uproot her life from California, to England to live with her estranged Grandmother, Father, and... twin brother? Immediately after her arrival, she transfers to Hogwarts where she quickly finds out that being the new girl is a lot harder than it sounds. That is, until she meets a certain blonde Slytherin who helps guide her through her new life. Era: Order Of The Phoenix✔️ Half-Blood Prince✔️ Deathly Hallows✔️ Post War✔️

Platinum Blonde hair, aristocratic features, cold hands gripping her thighs, sweet nothings, vulgar words and moonlit eyes showing how badly he would be damned for her. Annalise wanted all of it. She never wanted anything this bad. She never asked for anything than to wake up with him every morning. She never expected to fall for her nemesis. She never expected to fall for someone who's afraid of falling. She never expected to fall for a boy with traumas. She never expected to fall for the boy who had hurt her. She never expected to fall for her roommate. But she did. And now it's fucking her up. ◆ Warning: Matured Content, suitable for readers above the age of 17. It includes harassment and vulgar use of words, I suggest you read it at your own risk.

⚠️*PLEASE READ WARNINGS/TAGS!* "No?" He feigned hurt for a second, but his lips eventually twitched. "Hmm, how'd you explain this then?" Keeping one hand curled around the apex of my stiffened thigh, he freed the other from around my throat and swept two of his fingers across my burning cheek, down until they brushed against my parted lips. I tried and failed to formulate a verbal response. "No need to be shy about it," His voice was half-way between a sneer and mock assurance. "I tend to have that effect on people," The pad of his thumb was smooth against my parted lips. He kept brushing it back and forth, back and forth- I went to bite him. "Fucking- Bloody hell!" He pulled his hand away just in time, securing it in a pissed off grip around my jaw again. My glare became seething, yet still, I remained silent. "Didn't realize I was talking to a fucking Piranha," Draco huffed. I tried to ignore the aching feeling that came from the sensation of his hand still up my thigh, and instead began shooting out my insults. "Why the fuck would I want to do anything with you?" The only response I earned was a cocked eyebrow. So arrogant. "You- you're a pervert!" Draco didn't miss a beat. "And you're a fucking Mudblood slut." His smirk widened. "Aren't we just the pair?" My head began throbbing. "Fuck you." I intended to sound intimidating but you could practically hear me quivering -- buckling. "Fuck you. Fuck your little manipulation games. I'm not Astoria. Or Pansy. I'd rather open my legs to a chainsaw than to you." All this evoked from his stupid face, was a brief glimmer of amusement in his eye. This spark suddenly died - and then he was studying me. Thinking, deciding, calculating; and I was too busy ranting to pay much attention to what he could be plotting... "Fuck your petty, bullying threats. Fuck your stupid, stupid friends. Fuck your poxy little piece of Jewellery and fuck- oh god---!"

-Female OC X Draco Malfoy -Smut included - - "So you're telling me.." I said getting up and making my way over to him. "That if I told you right now." I sat on his lap and put my mouth to his ear. "That I wanted you to fuck me right now." I whispered into his ear. "You would wait till hogwarts?" I asked now looking him in the eye.