Book 2 of 'YOU ARE MINE ' series. A DARK ROMANCE BOOK!!! 𝐋𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐢𝐬𝐧'𝐭 𝐚 𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐨𝐥𝐥 𝐨𝐧 𝐫𝐨𝐬𝐞 𝐩𝐞𝐭𝐚𝐥𝐬; 𝐢𝐭'𝐬 𝐚 𝐣𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐧𝐞𝐲 𝐭𝐡𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡 𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐫𝐧𝐬. She doesn't want him, but he wants her. He will do whatever it takes to make her his. He is madly in love with her, but she doesn't believe in love. There's no limit to what he can do for her. But she doesn't want anything from him. "𝐈 𝐡𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐡𝐢𝐦 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐈 𝐦𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐤𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐡𝐢𝐦 𝐢𝐟 𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐬 𝐧𝐞𝐚𝐫 𝐦𝐞" - 𝐊𝐢𝐚𝐫𝐚 𝐒𝐡𝐞𝐤𝐡𝐚𝐰𝐚𝐭 "𝐈 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐢𝐟 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐤𝐞𝐞𝐩𝐬 𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐭 𝐦𝐞 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐬𝐞 𝐞𝐲𝐞𝐬, 𝐈 𝐦𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐟𝐮𝐜𝐤 𝐡𝐞𝐫" -𝐀𝐛𝐡𝐢𝐦𝐚𝐚𝐧 𝐌𝐚𝐥𝐡𝐨𝐭𝐫𝐚 𝘞𝘢𝘳𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘨: 𝘔𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯 𝘰𝘧 𝘴𝘶𝘪𝘤𝘪𝘥𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘥𝘦𝘱𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘴𝘪𝘰𝘯.

An age gap love story. A brokenhearted billionaire. A college girl. ***** "Nevaeh," Aiden whispers, "can I rest my head on your shoulder?" I nod, letting him rest his head on my shoulder. He closes his eyes. "Thank you." He sighs in contentment. "Heaven." "Heaven?" "It's your name spelled backward, isn't it?" ***** The moment I first saw Aiden Klein, the first thing that came up in my head was how perfect he was. A good hard working man who loves his family more than anything else, Aiden Klein has been the subject of the desire of many women. His wealth and success as one of the most influential leaders in the business world are nothing compared to his golden heart. The world keeps asking the same questions over and over again, "How would he love his woman?" The sad thing is, we will never know. Because his heart has been frozen. Eyes are blind for any woman. Touch is forbidden for their skin. Aiden Klein cannot love a woman. Yet, I know that it's far from the truth. Aiden Klein can love a woman so fiercely, his love would break you. Because I've seen it once, accidentally. He's the broken hero. And I'm the villain in this story. ***** THE KLEINS SERIES BOOK #3 © Anya Jayvyn. All Rights Reserved. (Content warning: This book has descriptive sexual content and explicit language)

Voldemort intended the object to be used by his most loyal follower in the event that his horcruxes were destroyed, but it ended up in Hermione's possession instead. She knows she has to kill him. Steal his horcruxes. Destroy him. But Tom Riddle isn't who she thought he was. Hermione discovers it's a dark descent into the madness of the man she should hate, but can't. When she realizes Tom Riddle's soul is half of her own, she knows she can't destroy him. To kill him would be to destroy herself. There simply has to be another way.

Ophelia wasn't who she claimed. She had a secret. A secret that could get her killed, hunted like an animal by just about every witch and wizard in the world seeking leverage or revenge against a certain... someone. Concealing a secret that so blatantly revealed itself in her appearance was no easy task, but, aided by Dumbledore and a carefully crafted act of mediocrity, she managed to get by unnoticed for years at Hogwarts School for Witchcraft and Wizardry, until accidentally crossing paths with the one person perceptive enough to see the cracks in her facade and curious enough to look for more. Tom Riddle's intrusive nature was going to ruin everything she'd worked for if she wasn't careful, and she had a lot more to worry about than simply being expelled... *formerly titled RIDDLE

The man looked me up and down, his red eyes staring through me."You... Are a werewolf." "So I've noticed" The man scowled, his lips pulling back revealing the sharp fangs nestled between his teeth. I stepped back, startled by the sudden conclusion that formed in my head. Vampire. "Thank you for the clarification, wolf. But I don't need a 'mate.' Especially not a werewolf one." My fear disappeared, and I frowned, anger filling my mind. "What's wrong with being a werewolf, Dracula?" The man turned, marching towards me until we were face to face. My heart skipped a beat as he glared at me, both fear and lust being the cause. "Let me make one thing clear. We are not mates, and never will be. Vampires are a highly respected society, and a proud people. I will not stoop so low as to 'mate' with a stupid wolf, just because he says we're 'destined to.' Let alone a male wolf." With that, he disappeared into the woods, leaving me alone.

you have always hated theodore nott but could that change??

She was the sugar & he was the smoke. A novel on how a Slytherin came to fall for a Hufflepuff without realising his feelings were reciprocated. The happy ending Theo so truly deserves. WARNING: SMUT, 18+ READERS ONLY! (contains sexual content, language, drugs, violence) DISCLAIMER: All original Harry Potter character credit goes to J.K. Rowling!

In which the sun polar the moon and chaos parts in the midst of it. "Are you my sweet witch or Nott's pretty girl, Clarke?" Draco grinned as she bucked her hips, inching herself closer on his lap. Isla smiled, provokingly and she brushed her lips against his, holding her stare in Theodore's from across the room. Leaning in as she whispered, "Both." ____ A Theodore Nott & Draco Malfoy fanfiction with a bunch of messy plots. Trigger warnings. This book contains mature content such as sexual scenes, sometimes heavy and violent sexual scenes, violent actions, toxicity, alcohol, the use of nicotine, and foul language. All the characters in this book are over the age of 18. ____ I do own Isla Grace Clarke, Mila Walker, Leo, and Ava Green, along with the plots created by me, but other than that, I do not own any of the characters/events in this book. All credits go to J.K Rowling.

*NOW COMPLETE* Set in a dark AU. Hermione Granger finds herself back at Hogwarts after the war has ended to finish her 8th year. With a magical soulmate bond at play, a tall, blonde Slytherin has found her rather intoxicating and can't stay away even though he is betrothed to another. An impulsive decision leads Hermione into a fake dating arrangement with none other than Theodore Nott. When feelings become more real than faux between the pair, a startling discovery takes Hermione by surprise. Hermione creates enemies with those who used to be friends and friends with those who used to be enemies. Luna is prancing around the castle, throwing parties and passing out her own brand of joints, with Neville in tow. And Pansy Parkinson is a friend to count on.

A Theodore Nott Love Story. *** Everything isn't what it seems. *** "Lies! It's all lies, Theo!" I raised my voice, tears brimming the edge. "What do you mean?" He furrowed his brows, even more confused. "It- I-" I shook my head trying to think of the words to say. "Well tell me!" His voice cracked as it raised. I looked away. I had to. I couldn't watch him break and he couldn't see me shatter. "This can't happen anymore. Goodbye, Theo." And I walked away. *** COVER BY: @-jesouffre Disclaimer: I only own Sadie Myers. The rest belongs to JKR.