"You're absolutely infuriating." He breathed out, pressing her body against the bookshelf with his own. His dark eyes brewed with irritation, and another emotion she couldn't quite decipher. "Trust me." She said, her chest heaving with every breath as her lips centimetres from his. "The feeling is mutual." Updates are every Monday Highest rankings 5 in #wizard 1 in #tom 9 in #wizardingworld 9 in #wizardsandwitches 6 in #lordvoldemort 8 in #muggle 6 in #ravenclaw

"I'm not scared of you." "Is that a challenge?" ---- Tom Riddle was bored. Luckily for him, the last thing Hannah Grey could be called is boring. They find cat and mouse is just as entertaining for them both- though they aren't quite sure who is who. #2 in Riddle

He didn't mean to do it. He didn't mean to fall in love with her. In fact, he despised everything that relationships portrayed. He hated the physical touching, the affectionate embraces, the word "I love you." Yet here he was, absolutely and completely involved with another to the point where almost all of his plans were ruined because of it. He was consumed, obsessed, and most of all- he was confused.

❝Love is for children, My Royal Highness. What I feel is much fitting for a man of twisted fixation... Obsession.❞ His expression sharpened more than a thousand knives as he says, ❝𝓨𝓸𝓾 𝓱𝓪𝓿𝓮 𝓭𝓻𝓾𝓰𝓰𝓮𝓭 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝔀𝓻𝓸𝓷𝓰 𝓫𝓮𝓪𝓼𝓽, 𝓭𝓪𝓻𝓵𝓲𝓷𝓰. 𝓞𝓷𝓮 𝓽𝓱𝓪𝓽 𝔀𝓲𝓵𝓵 𝓷𝓸 𝓵𝓸𝓷𝓰𝓮𝓻 𝓵𝓮𝓽 𝔂𝓸𝓾 𝓰𝓸.❞ 𓇢𓆸 The crown was a prize Tom needs to fulfill his calling. To attain it, he sets off his noble Knights of Walpurgis to romance and marry the heir of the wizarding throne-Princess Astraea Carden Hestine. But infatuation grows strong the moment the invisible string pulls closer. Crimson shall meet winter; warm against cold. And meticulously, carelessly, a twisted man unwinds himself for a blossom growing in the snow. But darkness doesn't subside-it merely stands on the sidelines, slowly consuming every light it can find. And it found her. Kept her. But lost her through that darkness.

TOM RIDDLE | Hellish version of the Triwizard Tournament | Dark Romance | Durmstrang | Enemies to Lovers | Enemies to Allies | True Narcissist Tom Riddle | Found Family trope | Actually evil MMC | At Durmstrang, power is the only currency that matters. Hunter Kakaroff has spent her life sharpening herself into something unbreakable, something worthy of her own brutal expectations. But as the Triwizard Tournament looms, Hunter faces a different kind of trial. The Tournament is not a game, not a spectacle, but an old and violent tradition, meant to forge champions. As Hunter navigates it, she must contend with enemies both seen and unseen; her rival, Samuel Abbott; an unlikely ghost from the past, the suffocating expectations of her family, and the unrelenting glare of Tom Riddle who will use any excuse as a means for violence.

"Look me in the eye and tell me you hate me, you can't, can you love?" Assigned the nearly impossible task of infiltrating Tom Riddle's inner circle, Rosalie Grindelwald develops a strong disdain for Tom and his calculated exterior when she figures out that Tom harbours a desire to conquer the world in his darkness. However, the lines between duty and desire blur as Tom and Rosalie find themselves drawn to each other, with Tom fuelled by possession and obsession.

I knew the moment I first kissed him, that he would condemn me, that I would drag myself through broken glass for him. I just was not sure if he would stay long enough to pull the jagged pieces out. I never imagined that instead, he would push the shards deeper. Deep down I knew it was useless, that there was no way I could change his mind, but at the very least I had to try. "I guess I was just another pawn in your game of chess," I muttered dryly, missing the way his eyes flashed crimson. He sat up and roughly grabbed my chin, forcefully tilting it up so I would look at him. "You were never a pawn," (tom riddle x oc) warnings: violence/language/deaths/mature themes/

I feel divinity in my bones like aching; like fire ╱ TOM RIDDLE, F!OC As Grindelwald's shadow slowly consumed Europe, darkness was edging its way into the forests of Finland. Deep in the heart of these woodlands, the native magicians practised ancient magic long forgotten by the outside, concealed and unaware of the bloodshed which ravaged the world around them. In 1943, Inkeri Koskinen was uprooted from her habit of obscurity, when she was sent to Scotland to attend Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Struggling to keep her identity hidden, she was faced with the charming Tom Riddle, who would stop at nothing to corrupt her thoughts with his manipulative promises. Hallucinations began to plague her every waking moment, as she slowly uncovered the lies and deceit which surrounded her new world, all while being tormented by the wars which raged outside the walls of the castle.

"𝒀𝒐𝒖 𝒄𝒉𝒐𝒐𝒔𝒆 𝒉𝒊𝒎? 𝑨𝒇𝒕𝒆𝒓 𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓𝒚𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈? " "𝑰𝒕 𝒘𝒊𝒍𝒍 𝒂𝒍𝒘𝒂𝒚𝒔 𝒃𝒆 𝒉𝒊𝒎, 𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒏 𝒂𝒇𝒕𝒆𝒓 𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓𝒚𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈. " •┈┈┈••✦ ♡ ✦••┈┈┈• Caught in the forbidden allure of a connection deemed taboo by her family, Callista grapples with the magnetic pull of Tom Riddle. The whispers of caution echo through the castle walls, warning her against entangling with a man whose darkness is as potent as his charm. Yet, as time unfolds, Callista finds herself at a crossroads, torn between the magnetic force of Tom Riddle and the values that anchor her. In a world where choices carry the weight of destiny, Callista's journey through Hogwarts becomes a delicate balance between the allure of forbidden desires and the steadfast embrace of her moral compass. The looming decision she faces could reshape not only her own destiny but also the very fabric of the magical world around her. •┈┈┈••✦ ♡ ✦••┈┈┈• #1 messages {1/01/24} #1 slytherin {24/02/24} #1 tomriddle {24/02/24}

"I would challenge death himself if it meant I could spend forever with you." Harry Potter dead. The wizarding world lost. Lyra was sent back with the goal of ending the boy who would one day become Voldemort and create catastrophe in the wizarding world. But what happens when her memories of his true identity become lost upon her arrival to the past? Would she be able to recover them just in time... ...or was it already too late? | Completed | {To be blunt the first few chapters are not to my liking, I started writing this for fun but then became really invested into it after a few chapters.}