Regina has the perfect life and would soon marry the love of her life. She was living her dream and she couldn't be happier. When they return from a weekend in the Hamptons she has to realize that it takes only seconds to change a life forever. Robin's life was perfect until his beloved wife and mother of his five year old son Roland falls ill. After her tragic death Robin has to adjust to his new life as a single father. Maybe his new job is exactly what they both need now. Not everything in life happens as planned. But what to do when fate gets in the way of a perfect life? I don't own any of the characters. Inspired by Me before you by Jojo Moyes.

Lei non è sempre stata un'assassina. Un tempo, lei era solo una bambina dai riccioli scuri. Un tempo era solo Bellatrix Black.

Cosa pensa Narcissa durante i tre anni in cui si svolge l'ultima battaglia e dopo? Se volete scoprirlo leggete.

I miei passi fanno rumore sull’acciottolato sconnesso. Non c’è quasi nessuno in questo posto, d’altra parte è mattina presto. È pieno agosto, ma il vento che oggi sferza il cimitero di Londra è piuttosto gelido. È come se anche l’estate avesse paura di manifestarsi, dopo gli eventi del mese scorso; come se il sole si fosse fatto velo con le nuvole per non vedere gli orrori che hanno infestato cielo e terra.

"La notte era profonda e silenziosa: la luna illuminava un paesaggio suggestivo, ma deserto. Su una piccola collina del Wiltshire si estendeva una bella dimora gentilizia. Di certo in passato doveva essere stato un luogo di ritrovo, di ricevimenti, di occasioni mondane: ma ora non si sentiva provenire da essa neanche un rumore, nemmeno un fruscio. Il silenzio che la sovrastava era quasi inquietante." L'ultima notte insieme di Bellatrix e Narcissa.

"Grande festa alla corte di Salazar, c'è nel regno una bimba in più, scuri capelli e rubini negli occhi, Delphine ti chiamerai tu..."

Vi siete mai domandati che cosa abbia pensato Bellatrix Lestrange durante tutti gli anni che ha passato ad Azkaban? E suo marito Rodolphus? In questa FanFiction i due Mangiamorte sono chiusi nella fortezza e, in attesa di essere liberati dal loro signore, ci racconteranno la loro storia. Tenetevi forte, non sarà tutto rose e fiori.

Alícia Sierra felt like she was constantly living on a roller coaster. She had heard the best and the worst news of her life merely months apart. Three months exactly. This is how long their happiness had lasted. How bittersweet life can be. It gives you hell, then paradise, only to take it away again. Disclaimer: I don't own "La Casa de Papel" nor any of its characters. All rights reserved. Credits of the Cover: @aneternalmiddle (Thank you!!)

Vivian had loved him so much so that she didn't care about her own life. It was unrequited love for which she had been badly hurt and eventually handed the divorced paper to him. Christian didn't realize how much he had been in love with her until the car exploded and he lost her. Even if she was presumed dead, he had to find her because he had something important to tell her - "I love you!"

[COMPLETED] Highest Rankings: #3 in Artist out of 15.7k books, #64 in Politics out of 7.4k stories, #18 in Divorce out of 10k stories, 22 in Child out of 16.6k stories and #40 in ShortStory out of 232k books. ___________________ We were married and in love once. Although, it was a marriage we were forced into because of my pregnancy then, I loved Henry. With all of my heart. But as we soon discovered, we just weren't meant to be. So we got divorced and I left with the kids. Now I'm back, and no matter how much I want to resist our connection and ignore it's existence, I can't. We failed once, is the second time going to be the charm?