"Oh my love," Voldemort sighed. "Aren't you tired of this endless running? You don't look well. All this writhing in the dust like a hunted animal doesn't suit you." Harry struggled against the binds keeping him in place, his breaths coming out in sharps pants as he twisted away from his touch. He's a monster, he reminded himself, forcing himself not to think about how gentle he could be with him. How much he missed his touch. You need to run from him, run far, far away. You are in the middle of a war! "I'm tired of chasing," Voldemort continued, stepping closer to Harry's struggling form. "Of indulging this little game of yours. Let's stop pretending there's anywhere you could run where I would not find you." He paused in front of Harry and knelt down, a hand reaching out to caress his cheek possessively. "Let's stop pretending you want to be anywhere but my arms, hmm?" "Go to hell!" Harry spits, jerking away from his touch. "I'm not yours!" "And that, my love, is where you're wrong," Voldemort said with a crazed smirk. "Nothing, not even death, could keep me from you. You always have and always will belong to me!" |.-.-.-.-.-.-.-| Voldemort had finally won. He defeated the light and gained control over Magical Britain, and in the process, he had lost everything. As he remembers how he met, fell in love with, and ultimately lost Harry Potter, he realizes that in his greed, Voldemort had ruined everything that ever mattered to him. But when new information comes to light, it's a race against time to bring Harry Potter back from the dead and reconcile their relationship or risk losing the love of his life forever... ...Even if it means getting help from what's left of the Golden Trio.

How does Harry react when he finds out the truth behind all of Dumbledore's secrets from Voldemort? Simple... he plots to kill them both. Originally Posted on fanfiction.com by Nyx Myst

"Do you trust me?" "With all my heart." ***** What if it WASN'T Ginny Weasley who sent Harry Potter a musical Valentine in his second year? What if a simple prank sparked a special friendship, or even something more? But the relationship is more fragile than glass, threatened by emotions, darkness and enemies drawing ever closer. Will it survive? Or will it shatter under the pressure of war? And let's not forget that Valentine's Day still comes around every year... ***** First published: 14/08/2014 Completed: 09/03/2020 Highest ranks: #38 in Fanfiction (20/12/2017) #13 in Drarry (23/02/2020) #215 in LGBT (12/06/2021) #1 in Harry (03/01/2022) #1 in Valentine (27/08/2020) #2 in Prank (19/01/2021) #4 in Angst (02/03/21) ***** "Love this chapter. Well, love any chapter. This book is amazing!" ~ @Rikke95 "THIS IS THE CUTEST AND MOST ADORABLE DRARRY FANFIC EVER! AND I REALLY LOVE HOW THIS ALL FITS TO THE ORIGINAL STORY! THANK YOU!" ~ @psychopathfangirl ***** I don't own Harry Potter, any characters, or the pictures on the cover, but this is MY story so I hope you will appreciate that and not replicate anything that doesn't already belong to JK. I will be taking aspects from the films AND the books, but not all events will be exactly the same nor in the right order to fit with my story. I can't promise regular updates - writer's block (a LOT!), social life (not so much), work (up to my ears), etc. Nevertheless, hope you enjoy! :-) OCCASIONAL TABOO LANGUAGE, MILD SEXUAL REFERENCES AND DARK THEMES - VIEW AT READER'S OWN DISCRETION

"I'm venom, baby. One bite from me and you're dead." RANKING: NUMBER 1 IN #HYBRID [6/27/2020]

Falling in love with your brother's best friends shouldn't have been as easy as it was, but here Harrison was, hopelessly and utterly in love. The only things was, they were already dating. Good thing they thought his puppy love was absolutely adorable. - bxbxb : basically just fluff and way too much smut disclaimer: this story has nothing to do with PET

Micah Vallenti has been in the closet all his life, taking his time in coming to terms with his sexuality as well as himself. Everything all of a sudden changes the second he gets outed by a boy he had trusted and known for years. Broken, dismayed, and confused, Micah's world is buried in turmoil as he wonders how something so personal has now been made accessible to everyone around him. In efforts to help with Micah's issue, his mom signs him up for Camp Closeted. A camp exclusively made for boys who also happen to be on the same page as Micah. Things only get crazier for him when all 20 of these boys turn out to be rich, hot, and extremely charming.

Normally, when you find a man alone in a cell in the deepest parts of the castle, you leave and don't look back. This is especially true when the man is a known criminal and incredibly dangerous. So why does Adren keep going back? This is a bxb story and there is an age difference. Don't read if you're not comfortable.

Cienn lun'Orater was almost your average bored-with-life noble heir. Always hiding from insistent girls intent on sharing his title. Usually with the help of his twin sister, Cerenae. Then in one dark night with a sudden revelation of his latent magical abilities he is forced to run away from the only life he's ever known and join the magical Rebellion. A far different whirlwind than the one of satin and lace he's left behind. He's then told that he is the key to an ancient prophecy said to bring about the return of magic and the Gods to their rightful thrones. While dealing with his newfound magical gifts he must race across the countryside with two of the most powerful mages of the day - the handsome and quick-witted leader of the Rebellion himself: Kourokain (Kain) Admontan, and the spunky all-powerful sorceress Charna of Idaine. By way of an ancient and powerful book, Cienn must master his gifts and decide if he really is the catalyst for victory everyone keeps telling him he is. Can he handle the weight of destiny and a nation at war with itself on his shoulders? And let's not even mention how he feels whenever he catches sight of that handsome rebel leader, Kain.

Finn had finally done it. He had saved enough money to attend the town's all-boys school. After years of bullying from the public school, he was ecstatic to start his first day. Of course, Finn hadn't expected to be 20 minutes late on the first day. Nor did he anticipate being shoved up against lockers by one of the most attractive men he has ever seen. --- Mateo ruled Oakwood Academy, so he wouldn't miss the chance to show the fresh meat just who was in charge there. Mateo was a king, and he wanted to play with his new pawn, nothing wrong with that. Mateo went after Finn because he was new and naive, well, that's what he told himself anyway. The book is on Amazon if you want the full story: https://www.amazon.com/dp/1644342731

This is a boyxboy, if you don't like it then kindly show yourself to the exit arrow. Thank you. This is a heroxvillain story. I'm bad at descriptions, so here's the prompt I got the idea from- The hero shows up at the villain's doorstep one night. They're shivering, bleeding, scared. There's also a slightly dazed look in their eyes- they were drugged. They look like they were assaulted. Looking up at the villain, swaying slightly as they're close to passing out, they mumble "...didn't know where else to go..." then collapse into the villain's arms. P.S. Don't forget to comment and vote! It really means a lot! :D