Within the shadows of Hogwarts, one name echoed in whispers: Tom Riddle

[TOM RIDDLE x OC] BOOK ONE OF THE SEASON OF THE HARVEST SERIES enemies to lovers | slow-burn | dark themes | greek culture and mythology | a witch trial/hunt retelling | gore | toxic behavior | 1940's era | World War II references | +18 "I will bury you alive once you untie me," "Before you bury me, rest assured, I will cast a curse upon you, one that not even the darkest of magics can unravel, Riddle." __________ Fate plays cruel games, but to Althea Lynch it played the worst of them all. The Lynch dynasty, an overly wealthy wizard family, continues to survive unscathed through the ages. However, they have been plagued by an unfortunate death. The mother of the family has been assasinated by the Alliance on the Ministry of Magic. After that the only daughter of the family, after being homeschooled all her life, decides to study at Hogwarts School of Wizardry and Witchcraft, a magical school which hides terrible stories on its walls and certainly terrible people. Althea, however, is not an ordinary witch and may her past define her more than she could have ever thought. She has a power that not only one man longs to harness but one another boy from her age. Was the war a person, it would not be Ares, it would be Tom Riddle. Secrets unravel, human relationships dissolve and rebuild, and Althea Lynch must confront not only all the dangers that will cross her path but also her own self. [started as of 3/03/2023] [finished as of ???]

Neverland stirbt. Um das zu verhindern, braucht Peter Pan das Herz des am innigsten glaubenden- Henry. Henry, der unschuldigste Junge, dem er je begegnet ist. Riley, die Anführerin der Mädchen, sieht sein Opfer nicht ein. Ihr wird klar, dass sie sich entscheiden muss: Henry oder Neverland. Zudem benimmt sich Pan immer merkwürdiger, er ertrinkt im Trübsal, Felix unternimmt nichts, und nun muss sich Riley langsam an ihre zugeteilte Rolle anpassen und sich entscheiden... und diese Entscheidung ist schwer! » Felix, ich will das du ihn da raus zerrst«,sprach sie. »Ich will das du ihn in den See wirfst und ihn nicht rauslässt bis er nicht mehr nach Tod riecht. Ich schwöre bei Gott, Felix, ich werde ihn sonst mit meinen eigenen Händen ertränken, oder bei dem Versuch dabei drauf gehen!«