„𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐥𝐝 𝐜𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐝 𝐡𝐢𝐦 𝐦𝐨𝐧𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫 - 𝐢 𝐜𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐝 𝐡𝐢𝐦 𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐞." I was always Harry Potter's shadow. The extra kid. The freak. The mistake they never talked about. He got the scar, I got the silence. He tried to protect me, but even my Brother couldn't fight whispers and stares. So I learned to fight back. To stand alone. Long before the ring burned itself into my skin. Long before the chamber showed me things I was never meant to see. Visions. Bloodlines. Names erased on purpose. Allies hiding where light doesn't reach. But maybe it took him, to really show me that I'm not weak. Mattheo Riddle. Voldemort's son. Cold eyes, cold heart. A killer before breakfast if he feels like it. They say his bloodline's cursed. Forbidden, doomed to rot itself out. Maybe that curse is a myth. Maybe it's the way the ring reacts when he's near. Maybe it's me for wanting him anyway. He's the monster in every bedtime story. But he belongs to me. ------ Hey everyone 🤍 Thank you so, so much for taking the time to read my story. It honestly means more to me than I can put into words. I'd really love to hear what you think, whether it's thoughts, feelings, theories, or just a quick comment. Knowing how the story makes you feel keeps me going. If you feel like voting, that would mean a lot too and helps the story reach more readers. Sending you all so much love, and thank you for being here ୨ৎ #𝟏 mattheoriddle - 𝟶𝟹/𝟸𝟶𝟸𝟼

Emerson Wilmore was an exemplary Ravenclaw student, known for her unwavering dedication to academics and an unyielding moral compass. However, things took a twisted and deviated turn in her life after her boyfriend, Cedric Diggory, was murdered by Lord Voldemort during the Triwizard Tournament. Now, in her Fifth-Year at Hogwarts, she is trying to navigate through her overwhelming and mind-numbing grief. Unexpectedly for Emerson, she finds herself caught in an unwanted storm of chaos that is brought by Mattheo Riddle, the Slytherin son of the man who destroyed her entire world. With his rebellious yet enigmatic, bad-boy attitude, Mattheo is everything that Emerson despises. For Mattheo however, he cannot help but be drawn to the perfect and unblemished Ravenclaw. Despite her palpable disdain for Mattheo, an unusual interest flickers. As he tries to unravel the mystery of the girl in any shape or form he can attempt, their hostile exchanges finally burn into a magnetic connection. Amid their blinding animosity towards each other, the two slowly start to discover that the line between love and hate is precariously thin, a line that they both find terrifying to cross. #1 slowburn #2 enemies to lovers #4 Mattheoriddle #2 harrypotter

"I was adored without asking for it. He was feared without trying. Everyone saw the darkness in Mattheo Riddle - except me. Everyone saw the light in me - except him." Mattheo Riddle x Own Character Content Advisory This story contains mature themes and situations that may not be suitable for all readers, including: depictions of war and its aftermath, grief and emotional trauma, themes of family legacy and abandonment, unplanned pregnancy, childbirth, explicit sexual content, strong language, and occasional use of alcohol. Reader discretion is advised.

Estelle Berkshire, The half-sister of the infamous Lorenzo Berkshire we know and love, lives with her brother and father in a small cottage on the outskirts of town. With just there father to support them, money is hard to come by and Elle and Enzo don't get the life they are promised. When Estelle attends Hogwarts, School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, She stumbles apon the well know Mattheo Riddle, son of Voldemort. She is warned to stay away from him. He's dangerous, and she's 𝒹𝑒𝓁𝒾𝒸𝒶𝓉𝑒.

Verity Callahan. The Slytherin Princess. The wealthiest girl in all of Hogwarts is also the deadliest. She may look innocent, but to her rebellious friends, they all know it's just a facade. Mattheo Riddle. The Slytherin King. They all know him as the dark lord's son, the infamous death eater, the murderer. The cold hearted boy who doesn't get involved with anyone but the troublemakers of Hogwarts who claim are his friends. Riddles and Callahan's were always allies. So when they partner both of the young death eaters together in a mission to help destroy everything and everyone they love, the two enemies agree to work together to stop their fathers' deadly plan. "I guess it's just you and me against the world, princess." "You wish, Riddle."

𝐌𝐚𝐭𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐨: Do you think you'll ever tell us who you are? My heart stutters, and I swallow hard. 𝐌𝐞: Maybe. Someday. 𝐌𝐚𝐭𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐨: Someday feels far away. - • OC/reader x Mattheo Riddle. • strangers to lovers (kinda) to enemies to lovers. • VERY slow burn.

Being the daughter of THE Bellatrix Lestrange hasn't been easy for Aurora. After her father's death, her mother served her missions on a silver plate. One of them being ridiculously dangerous which involves: Mattheo Riddle.

Mattheo Riddle LOATHES Nora Rosier. In his mind, she's a stuck-up, pureblood brat with a superiority complex granted only by her (admittedly) decent grades. Nora Rosier LOATHES Mattheo Riddle. In her mind, he's an arrogant prick with a superiority complex granted by his infamous father and (admittedly) decent Quidditch skills. Neither of them can stand being in the same room with each other. Well... until THAT night. The night that resulted in a multitude of passions they didn't think they could feel. The night that both of them want to forget but neither of them can stop thinking about. During the day, they go on hating each other as usual. But at night, their bodies explore each other in ways they could hardly dare to dream. It's perfect. Until Nora and Mattheo realize that, perhaps, there's more than hatred in their passion. Perhaps there's even (admittedly) a bit of love. Dusk & Desite is a romance with enemies with benefits to lovers, forced proximity, witty characters, academic rivals, and an infamous Seven Minutes in Heaven scene. It is book #4 in the Slytherin Boys Series but can be read as a standalone. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . "Do you dirty talk to all of your girls?" "Just the ones I can't stand."