"Fuck you." I whispered, balling my fists at my side. I heard Anakin chuckle darkly from behind me, "Oh I bet you wish you could." Anakin Skywalker's world is one of adventure, battle, and legend. So why is lowly temple cook, Kels Remlik, catching his attention?

"sorry dad I'll lower my music- oh um sorry forgot there was visitors" i was about to make my way back upstairs when a woman's voice stopped me on my tracks "aren't you going to eat sweetheart? the food is nearly ready"

'Seven devils all around you' "You don't understand! i have these voices in my head and-" Y/n Black, Loved or feared? both. Harry Potter, Loved or hated? both. yet so same but yet so different. "Then make me understand!" plot idea by @shifting.to.hoggywarts on tiktok only on wattpad

❝HOW COME YOU NEVER TRIED FOR SEEKER?❞ ❝I ENJOYED AIMING BLUDGERS AT YOU TOO MUCH.❞ The Gryffindor Quidditch Team finally has some real competition. And Harry Potter is totally conflicted. warning: this book has many mature, NSFW scenes that contribute heavily to plot. ORIGINALLY PUBLISHED IN 2021. EDITING IN 2025 (Yikes) RANKINGS: #1 in #indiana (11/30/21) #1 in #postwar (09/07/21) #1 in #danielradcliffe (07/31/21) #72 in #harrypotter (07/02/21) #1 in #wand (06/03/21) #5 in #blaisezabini (07/03/21) #34 in #enemiestolovers (05/06/21) #1 in #quidditch (05/09/21) ☻©prettysw33t harry potter fanfiction post war harry potter x oc all rights reserved (extended summary in book!)

[NOT PLANNING ON CONTINUING THIS] It's year 2005. You're a huge Harry Potter fan and the 4th Harry Potter movie was just released. You and your best friend Kate got your tickets to one of the premiers. But what you didn't know is that Daniel Radcliffe, the cute actor who played Harry Potter in the movies is there and you get to meet him... (No smut)

Lila has spent her life learning how to disappear quietly. Behind a camera, she feels safest-observing, framing, capturing moments without ever becoming the subject herself. The lens gives her distance. Control. A way to exist without being seen too closely. Until she steps into a studio where everything is loud, unfinished, and waiting-and meets Harry Styles. Harry doesn't try to fix her. He doesn't rush her, doesn't demand vulnerability, doesn't pull her into the light before she's ready. He simply stays. What begins as work becomes presence. What starts as quiet companionship turns into something steadier, slower, and far more dangerous than chaos: care. Told through late nights, low light, and the spaces between songs, this is a story about learning when to stay. About what it means to be held without being edited. About safety built not through grand gestures, but through consistency, consent, and choosing each other again and again. This is not a love story about being saved. It's about being seen clearly. About letting the frame widen. About realizing that some people don't need you smaller to love you. And that sometimes, the most powerful thing you can do is stop bracing for the moment they leave-and trust that they won't. *SEQUEL IS COMPLETED*

// "...Harry? I thought you went home." "Turns out home isn't a place anymore, Flower." // In which a drug dealer takes on more than he bargained for when he's assigned to look after the bosses' daughter.

"Welcome to Hard Liquor. A club mixed with a bit of intellect," Harry whispered on the crook of my neck, fanning the whisk of his warm breath on the most sensitive part of my skin. His sharp smirk gleamed prominently as blood trickled down his cheeks, on the bridge of his nose, and seeped its way into his mouth. I was trapped in my own chokehold of horror, fluttering my eyes inconsistently at the feeling of his breath stroking my nape. • Formerly known as Hard Liquor / H.S. •

He was enticing in every way. The way his body moved swiftly around the ring as I watched him from behind the bar. He was the best. And the best never loses. When Blake Anderson gets a job as a bartender at the local fight club, Chargers, she meets Harry, a main fighter there. She knows his reputation, but does a reputation always live up to who they really are? "Thank you for being my blue sky in such a rainy life." Because after all, every storm runs out of rain. WARNING INCLUDES MATURE CONTENT SUCH AS EXPLICIT SCENES, DRUGS, AND VIOLENCE!! NO TRANSLATIONS!!! BEST RANKS #1 IN HARRYEDWARDSTYLES #1 IN BOXERHARRY #1 IN EXPLICITSCENES #1 IN HSFANFICTION #1 IN GREENEYES #1 IN STYLES Start Date. May 28, 2021

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