⋆｡°✩ willow had once watched someone die. she saw the green light explode from the end of a wand, saw a body crumple to the floor, lifeless - before she even knew what magic truly was. and her father, blinded by grief and fury, had done the unthinkable. he tore the magic from her - ripped it from her bones with trembling hands and shattered words, as if silencing her gift could silence his own pain. she was only twelve when the magical world took her in, broken and wide-eyed. the halls of that ancient castle loomed taller than anything she'd ever known. spells whirled like storm winds, portraits whispered in their frames, and staircases shifted beneath her feet. it terrified her. but even as she clutched at familiarity like a lifeline, she knew - somewhere in her bones - that this strange, faraway place would become her forever. and who could have guessed that her forever would be a red-headed boy with laughter in his soul and fire in his heart? a boy who loved so fiercely, so completely, that it burned through the darkest parts of her. she remembered the way he looked at her - like he saw every hidden piece she tried to bury. "I desperately wanted to kiss him - to bury my hands in his hair, to press my mouth to his like it would heal every broken thing inside me. My body trembled with the ache of it, like it already knew he was meant to be mine. Like kissing him would make the world stop spinning." and in that moment, every inch of her - every breath, every heartbeat, every scar left by what had been taken - was begging for something real. something right. 49 chapters started 9/29/2022 completed 5/24/2025 tw: this story contains themes involving substance use, sexual content, and blood/death/violence.

"You want revenge on Sirius. I want to make Lily jealous. The answer is too obvious, Merse! Let's date for fake!" ©papyrophobia, ALL RIGHTS RESERVED. HIGHEST RANK BY FAR: #2 in Potter Fanfiction FAN-FICTION + story created april 2017 + full synopsis inside

Stella lived in the shadow of her parent's legacy, but she was okay with that. There was no way she could live a more impressive life than Draco and Hermione Malfoy. She accepted it. They both saved the Wizarding World as teenagers. What she couldn't accept was her mother dying. Minister Hermione Malfoy had been cursed with Dark Magic that was slowly sucking the life out of her. Time was running out and the funeral preparations were already being made to Dad's discontent... But Mum didn't have any fight left in her after three years. At least that's what she thought. Stella stumbles upon some hidden archives her mother dug up that talked about an ancient relic that was known for curing Dark Magic. All she had to do was travel to 1898 and locate the last wizard who wrote about it in his journal. Easy? Sounds like it. What she didn't expect was to get involved with a neurodivergent sociopath who plans to use Stella for bait in order to capture the infamous Muggle killer: Jack the Ripper.... But it's either bend to his will or never have the artifact that could cure her mother. Follow Stella as she learns how to catch a killer, navigates the past, and tries not to notice how attractive her new boss is. Love and crime don't mix... Right? Genre: Cold case romance / Very spicy, mature scenes ahead.

In a world where pure-blooded families are bound by alliances and expectations, seventeen-year-old Willow Blackthorne has always felt trapped, her life a carefully constructed game with her as a pawn. But when Voldemort's court forces her to choose a suitor, she finds herself drawn to the enigmatic Professor Severus Snape, a man who offers her protection and a purpose-but at a steep price. Their connection is neither romantic nor gentle; it's one of fierce loyalty, calculated submission, and unwavering discipline. Snape's proposal demands nothing short of her full obedience, a life controlled and guided by his unrelenting hand, but for the first time, Willow feels she has a choice in her own fate. Bound by a pact that defies the typical expectations of their society, Willow and Snape enter into an arrangement that is as dangerous as it is binding. Willow is thrust into a life where her autonomy is surrendered, but in exchange, she finds herself empowered in ways she could never have imagined. With her father's reluctant approval, she accepts Snape's brutal honesty and the hard boundaries he sets, learning to navigate a world of dark magic, survival, and loyalty, with Snape's shadow forever at her side. In this twisted, unforgiving world, Willow begins to understand that while she may never be free, she can wield power of her own-so long as she learns to submit to it.

A curse. A prophecy. A marriage neither wanted. Odette Devel is the latest heir to a deadly family curse, bound to a future she dreads. Ominis Gaunt, a blind heir from a notorious bloodline, is the key to breaking it-but only if he falls in love with her. Forced into an arranged marriage and tied by an ancient magical vow, the two find themselves caught between dark family secrets and a growing affection neither expected. Ominis Gaunt x OC

― "I love you more than life itself," ― Althea Potter had always been a light. Where James burned wild and reckless, she glowed warm and steady, drawing people in with her laughter, her kindness, and her stubborn belief that everyone carried a spark worth loving. She was the sister who brightened shadows, the girl who never let anyone feel unseen. Regulus Black, on the other hand, was born of shadows. Cold where she was warm, distant where she was tender, sharp where she was soft-he was a boy sculpted by duty, drowning beneath the weight of a name that demanded silence, obedience, sacrifice. They were opposites, orbiting each other in disdain. She saw him as cruel and unfeeling, and he saw her as naïve and foolish. Yet the world has a way of binding the unwilling, and war makes strange companions of enemies. Slowly, through whispered arguments and stolen glances, Althea discovered the boy beneath the mask, and Regulus found himself yearning for the light he had spent his life rejecting. But love in times of war is fragile. It does not always save. Sometimes it destroys, quietly, beautifully, tragically. And when the end came-as it always would-they both learned that hatred can turn to love, and love can burn into something fiercer still. Something unshakable. Something eternal. Something that could only be called devotion. ☽｡⋆

COMPLETED 4/4/2021 "The people who often times do terrible things, are the same ones who have had terrible things done to them." After Lord Voldemort murdered Harry Potter in the Battle of Hogwarts, the world became plagued with a darkness unlike anything it had seen before. Muggles were slaughtered in the streets, the Dark wizard's opponents were executed for show, and all those who had fought with the Order were forced into hiding. Avalon had lost it all-- her friends, her peers, her loved ones. Everything. So, when she was thrown back in time to 1943, she knew that it was up to her to change the course of time and rewrite a new history-- one in which she had to find the Horcruxes and murder Tom Riddle before he could ever become Voldemort. Tom Riddle. Avalon Hendrix. Either she was going to kill him, or he was going to kill everyone she loved. They were nothing more than two products of extreme circumstance that chose two very different paths, yet had time for their roads to converge. --Due to the amount of spoilers in the comments, I will be muting all accounts who comment with the #RR hashtag. Please do not do this.-- •WARNING• This book contains themes and scenes that are intended for a mature audience.

In the aftermath of a field accident, Spencer Reid is unexpectedly drawn to the nurse tending to him. With a little push from his friend, Derek, he musters the courage to get her number. As their relationship grows so does the question lurking over his head, can he keep her safe from his dangerous line of work? What he doesn't know won't hurt him is the motto Clara Hastings lives by. The better question, what is she hiding from him?

- ʀᴇɢᴜʟᴜs ʙʟᴀᴄᴋ ғᴀɴғɪᴄᴛɪᴏɴ "You. Me. Hogsmeade. Tomorrow" Romie demands, leaving no room for objection. Regulus slowly lifts his head from his book, briefly wondering if he's managed to land himself into a similar alternate dimension, "Come again?" He mutters dumbly, ignoring the crude jokes from his friends, focusing intently on the determined glow of violet in front of him, "You heard me, Black. I'll be at the Three Broomsticks. Don't keep me waiting" ***************** 𝐈𝐍 𝐖𝐇𝐈𝐂𝐇 Romie Lupin is fed up of her brother interfering with her love life because he's getting nowhere with his own, and seeks out help from Regulus Black. ***************** (This story may include mature content and emotional triggers that could cause distress towards the reader)