Alexia Blackwater is untouchable. She has made sure of it. Mattheo Riddle finds this the most interesting thing about her. She is the sole heir to the oldest bloodline in the wizarding world. He is the Dark Lord's son. They are academic rivals, enemies by every available metric, and completely unable to stay out of each other's orbit. Something is pulling them together. It might be the prophecy buried in her blood. It might be him. It might be the specific, maddening chemistry of two people who are perfectly matched and know it and refuse to admit what that means. Some walls don't fall. They are taken This book is a slow burn. It is hot and it is angry and it takes its time but is worth it. (MAJOR EDITING)

Mattheo gripped her wrists, not to pull her closer, but to hold her at bay. His knuckles were white. "Consider me dead." He whispered, his eyes swimming with a pain so deep it looked like drowning. "Because I would rather you hate me and be alive than love me and be buried. Next year... there is no 'us.'" He let go of her wrists as if her skin had burned him. The silence that followed was heavier than the shouting, the kind of silence that happens right after a fuse has run out, but before the world actually ends. "You're a coward." She whispered, the word hit him harder than the shove did after he had let go of her wrists. Her eyes were burning with unshed tears. "You're so fucking afraid of losing me that you're willing to get yourself killed." Mattheo flinched as if she'd slapped him. For a second, the boy she loved flickered in his eyes, longing, desperate, and terrified. Then, his expression went dead. The shutters came down, leaving him looking like a marble statue of a prince who had already lost his kingdom. "Call me whatever you want." He said, his voice terrifyingly calm. "But stay away from me. If you see me in the corridors, turn around. If I look at you, look away. From this moment on, I don't know you." He turned to leave, his cloak billowing behind him like a funeral shroud. The explosives had gone off, just like they always did between them. But this time, there was no smoke to clear, no thrill in the aftermath. There was only the smell of burnt air and the realization that Parker was standing in the middle of a ruin he had built as an attempt to keep her from harm. Ranking #1 mattheoriddle 24-02-2026 #1 riddle 19-04-2026 #2 slow burn 01-04-2026

A Mattheo Riddle enemies to lovers with a bit of Draco Malfoy too 😜 Mattheo Riddle is determined to be feared, yet his greatest nightmare is himself. Nerezza McNair desires control over her peers and to have Draco Malfoy all to herself, but she can't fight her own darkness growing inside of her. Ironically, Mattheo becomes the riddle she can't crack. A bourgeoisie addict and a troubled mystery pair together each for their own benefit, where neither understands the bond they're forming. And once she gets what she wants, she's torn between her love for Draco and her new found obsession with Mattheo. "Why are you helping me?" "Because I like the idea of you owing me" Riddle smirks.

She's fire. He's gasoline. Together, they're explosive. Cassandra Malfoy has everything-confidence, power, and a sharp tongue that cuts deeper than any spell. Mattheo Riddle has secrets, scars, and a temper just as dangerous as his wand. They hate each other-loudly, publicly, and with a tension so electric it could shatter glass. But when fate keeps throwing them together, their rivalry sparks something darker... something intoxicating. In the shadows of Hogwarts, where reputations matter more than truth and loyalty is a double-edged blade, love is the most dangerous game of all. "Careful, princess. Keep staring at me like that, and I'll think you're in love." "Keep dreaming, Riddle. Nightmares suit you better."

This is a story between y/n Malfoy and Mattheo Riddle. It is a slow burn love story which involves smut and sensitive subjects so I will give a trigger warning in an advance. The story will also involve the characters (which I don't own) such as Theodore Nott, Draco Mallory, enzo Berkshire and many more from the original Harry Potter characters. I also am using so to help me write some sections of this . This is my first whatpadd story so I really hope you like it, I will try to come out with a new chapter at least every two days but it will depend on how busy I am. The first chapter isn't very good but I promise it gets a lot better from there and I will rewrite it when I get time TW: rape, abuse, torture, ED, smut and other things of the sort

|+18| And then I said; "What was the magic word?" He rolled his eyes. "Fuck off." I raised my eyebrows, crossing my arms. I was definitely going to take advantage of this. "I'm going to kill you-" He exhaled sharply through his nose, forcing himself to shut up. If he pushed me any further, things wouldn't end well for him. He stayed quiet for a moment, biting his cheek, looking around to make sure no one would hear, then; "...Please?" he forced out. My smile widened. I leaned down and slipped back under his arm. He looked at me with pure hatred. "When I recover, I am definitely killing you, Hufflepuff girl." My jaw tightened, but I forced a smug smile. After all these years around his close friends, he still didn't know who I was. He'd never tried. "Don't worry, you won't even remember me when we meet again." But fate would deceive us, and in the worst way possible....

Stella Black is a 16-year-old girl about to start her sixth and penultimate year at Hogwarts, the world's school of witchcraft and wizardry. Her parents were both killed in the same circumstances, in front of her eyes and those of Mattheo Riddle. Mattheo Riddle is the son of the Dark Lord. Stella hates him with all her heart. It is not known whether he hates her, but Stella cannot even look him in the face. Mattheo believes that love is something superficial, that it makes you weak and stupid. He says he will never fall in love... but will this change? Stella, on the other hand, is in love with the idea of love. She hopes that one day she will find someone who loves her as much as her father loved her mother. She wants a sincere and true love.

Mattheo Riddle // smüt "You're pathetic, and I love it." "You'll love it more once we're alone." #3 Riddle (16-04-2026)

𝐰𝐚𝐫 rages louder than their silence, and still, six children of ancient bloodlines sharpen themselves into blades for the dark lord, they kill because they must and harden because they have to. they are cold, ruthless, and feared. but every act of violence leaves a crack in the armor they have built around their souls learning quickly that the greatest danger isn't the enemy in front of them, but what lingers after. 𝐚𝐮𝐫𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐚 𝐚𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲 bleeds softness she cannot scrub away, even as she learns to make herself a weapon. mattheo riddle carries shadows in his veins, born of a legacy too dark to outrun. draco malfoy fractures under the weight of his name, while theodore nott drowns in silence no one else can hear. daphne greengrass burns brightest before she lets others see her fall, but lorenzo berkshire will follow her into any fire. 𝐭𝐨𝐠𝐞𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 they are unstoppable, but alone they are breaking, their names will fade from the mouths of the living, but history will remember them differently, a title forged in shadow and despair: 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐮𝐢𝐜𝐢𝐝𝐞 𝐬𝐢𝐱 𝐭𝐡𝐫𝐞𝐞 𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐬 ✦ 𝐭𝐡𝐫𝐞𝐞 𝐬𝐮𝐢𝐜𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐬 ✦ mid-war, seventh year // friends to lovers 950k words this story contains 𝐞𝐱𝐩𝐥𝐢𝐜𝐢𝐭 themes surrounding suicide, and the psychology behind homicide-suicide 𝐩𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐞 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐜𝐚𝐮𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧.