As the light and life began to fade within; one wizard is expecting to go to Death with no regret. Even if he wished to die in another manner. He had done what he could; now it would be up to someone else to get revenge for him. But Death refused his champion's passage to the realm of the void, and aid came to him in an unexpected form.

Madison has a secret fantasy she keeps all to herself. A fantasy involving her husband, Blaine, and his gay best friend, Ryan. Nearly every night, Madison dreams of watching Blaine and Ryan get hot and heavy with one another. Little does she know - the line between fantasy and reality runs quite thin, if not nonexistent.

Harry Potter's left to suffer the Dursley's ferocious of abuse. What if Vernon decides to step it up a notch? What if Harry likes it? After years and years of hurt, Harry Potter finally broke on his 8th Birthday, after a sexual assault from Vernon , becoming a deranged pet/slut for Vernon. How will Harry react to him leaving Vernon for Hogwarts? How will Vernon react when his pet is supposed to leave him? Where did Petunia suddenly go? Who is Sapphira Dursley?I Harry in Gryffindor or Slytherin? [Everything and all but my own inventions belong to J.K Rowling] This is a fanfiction not an original story.

After successfully managing to gain custody of Harry, Remus and Sirius have raised Harry well. He knows that he's loved, and well-treated, and he's friends with Ron and Neville. However, a visit to Gringotts on Harry's tenth birthday to get him confirmed as the heir to the Potter and Black Houses proves that Dumbledore has done something awful to Harry, and they realise they must remain cautious of him. This leads us to Harry's very well-known first year at Hogwarts, but this time with Draco, Neville, and Hermione by his side. ~~~~~~~~~~~ Just a note: Most of the relationships will start to happen in the third book. It's my plan to work through all the canon books. This first one starts out echoing canon very closely, but will become quite AU after the first few books. Also, I'm cross-posting this on AO3 under my username, MaraRiall, just in case you find it there.

'It'll be fun,' he said, his voice deep and full of self satisfaction. It did nothing to help lift the haze clouding my mind. 'All you have to do is perform to the best of your ability.' 'And you'll grade me?' I managed to choke out, my voice thick and confused. His smirk just widened. 'Yeah,' he agreed, and I had never seen him look so sinful before. It was mesmerising. 'Be a good little whore, and you'll pass without any trouble.' - This will just be smut. Think of it as oneshots of the same people. Only read if you feel like you're mature enough.

Tanner Hopefeild is a very broken boy. He has a Best Friend named Lai, that has basically taken his spot in his own family. A mom that doesn't even care about him. And a heart, that can break at any moment. After his mom disregarded him, he went on a walk. And saw the cutest couple ever. He said that he would give his soul for a relationship like that. He didn't mean it of course. But Lucifer himself, couldn't help but to fulfil his duty. And hopefully bring this broken beauty home with him.

James is a boy with blue eyes and small body. He has no one because his mother and father disowned him when he told them he was gay. He lives in the house all alone with no friends or family to care for. And at school he's nothing but a piece of dust to everyone. James is a very quite and very shy so he doesn't talk to anyone. Dylan and Kevin Thomas are twins that just move into town. They are very sweet and kind boys who are gay, since new town, new homes means new school and guess they are going to James's school. Once they see James they can't stop thinking about him. Will Dylan and Kevin be able to get James to become friends with them and then more than that?

One of his hands slides underneath my dress and between my thighs, trying to separate them. I press them together harder, and see his facial expression-It was dark, he was clearly getting aggravated at my defiance. His fingernails start digging into my flesh, as I let out a weak sob. My voice seemed to have left me as the world around me became nothing. Was I going to accept this? Eyesight blurry, I become dizzy- intense nausea seeping in. I hope I throw up. I hope it disgusts him enough to leave me the hell alone. What if I get away and he follows me to my mom? What if he hurts her? As soon as the panic comes, it leaves. Had someone finally heard my screams and pleas for help? The old man is knocked off of my body in a blur, and I take this chance to crawl away from his hunched form; My bones aching from the hard, dirty floor. I reach the brick wall, and let myself fall limp on a patch of ivy. I suddenly feel tired, my energy was draining. I feel a heating sensation warming up my chest- spreading like a wildfire; My veins turn a glowing citrus, orange color- but it quickly goes away. Did I see that correctly? Although, the weak feeling doesn't go away. I shut my eyes momentarily, only to reopen them to fill my curiosity. I don't see much because of the black blobs coating my vision. The veins on my arms have went back to their normal blue, as if I hadn't seen them turn any odd color at all. Maybe I was hallucinating. I was only able to witness one thing, and I had a sinking feeling that I probably shouldn't have watched. I was able to spot out a masculine figure grab the old man by his neck, and what I saw next shocked me to my deepest core. His eyes turn an intense silky red as his fangs come out quickly and he gives an evil, intimidating smile. "I'm gonna enjoy this." He states in his low guttural voice as he reaches forward and rips the old man's liver out.

When Kayla was 10 her parents died. She's been in St. Peter's orphanage ever since. She finally got adopted at 16 and thats when her life started to get interesting.