Harry Potter died that night. Or that's what everyone was told. Lily and Dumbledore made sure Evan Potter was whirshiped in his place as the boy who lived. But Harry wasn't dead, he was tossed aside. Thrown to Lily's hateful sister and told his parents were dead. It was a normal day of Harry Hunting when everything changed. Someone powerful decided to step in. Changing Harry's tragic fate and destiny.

⚠️The last chapter of this book contains smutt so if you aren't comfortable with that then don't read please!⚠️ Ginny is bugging the Hell out of Harry after their break up in 6th year. He sees her as a little sister and not a lover but she loves him as a lover and not a brother. In hopes of getting Ginny off of his back he gets desperate and asks Draco Malfoy to help him. "Please just pose for this photo and I will do anything you want for a day." Harry begged as Ginny blew up his phone with texts. "Anything for a day?" Draco asked with a smirk and a raised brow. Harry swallowed knowing that he would probably regret making this deal with the ex-Death Eather but nodded non the less. "Deal."

6 years ago, Lance was kidnapped without a clue to where he went. Team Voltron searched far and wide, with not even a smidge of luck. They still have a bit of hope, but after 6 years that hope is dwindling. The blue lion has a new paladin, and the team is moving on. 5 years in the slave trades changed Lance, physically and mentally. He is a new person, no longer the goofy blue paladin he once was. He is now the leader of a year-old group of do-gooder assassins who take down the people who once "owned" them. Their identities hidden, they are known only as the "Deathhawks", and Lance known as "Pike". When Voltron hears about the Deathhawks, they want to meet up and ask them to join the Voltron Coalition. What happens when the paladins meet up with them, "Pike" included?

The Galra turns his chin up again. "Why do you laugh, paladin of Voltron? Can you not see the odds have fallen undoubtedly in my favor?" As Lance wiped the blood from his mouth, a weak smirk settled on his lips. "It's not so unfortunate-if this is how I die, I'm at least lucky enough to have a beauty like you in my sights, right?" • Lance McClain is losing everything. First the Blue Lion, then Red-and now, the trust of his team. He's always been willing to do what it takes to defeat Zarkon, even if it separates him from the people he cares about. But as the Voltron team begins to lose faith in Lance, he finds himself carving out a new path-one that he is confident will end with Zarkon's defeat. The only problem? This new strategy belongs to Prince Lotor, his enemies' son. Balancing his loyalty to Voltron and his drive to defeat the evil that has plagued the universe for too long, Lance will have to decide who he trusts-and how much he's willing to sacrifice for the greater good. • At some point during some stars' lifespans, similarly to Earth's sun, the star reaches a point where fusion ceases, and it runs out of helium at its core-and when the core begins to burn, that's when everything rips away from itself, clouds of stardust taking over the space surrounding and forming a stunning nebula. Lance felt the burning at his core. And then, like a starburst-he felt the stardust rush from his core to the tips of his fingers and beyond-he was dripping in it, the stardust, the quintessence-and knew in that moment that whatever he needed to happen, would happen. The would be nothing he could not do. Nothing he could not be. • Cover art by iaclos on Fiverr • (This will be a Voltron AU - it is not set after any specific episode or season, but it can certainly be read as an alternative to Season 8. This will also feature some deserved #Adashi and some #Klance conflict ;D )

Harry Potter saves Bulgarian Quidditch star Viktor Krum from an early death when Death Eaters invade the Quidditch World Cup campsite. From there, a friendship (and something more) blooms, turning everything on its head. New friends are made, old friends are lost, secrets are revealed, and the fate of Wizarding Britain is forever altered. I do not own Harry Potter, the characters, or related content. Everything belongs to J.K. Rowling. I do not profit from this story, and it's purpose is merely for entertainment. THIS STORY IS NOT MINE! IT'S FROM SilentGhostWriter2017 ON AO3. SADLY THEY DELETED THEIR ACCOUNT, SO I COULDN'T ASK PERMISSION TO PUBLISH IT HERE. IF YOU (THE AUTHOR) READS THIS AND WANTS ME TO DELETE IT, JUST TELL ME!!!

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** in editing "You've been nothing but a useless pebble at my feet-" Arthur hissed, the feeling of betrayal and rage seeping out of his soul. Merlin exhaled a silent cry. "Then I shall be nothing more to you, Sire." • In a world where everyone has a rank. This rank defines who you are; Alpha, Beta and Omega. Without these, the world wouldn't have order, and peace, but in a place called Camelot, a servant boy's secret has finally been discovered. . I DO NOT OWN ANY CHARACTERS FROM MERLIN (omegaverse is my jam)

🔞🔞🔞 THIS HAS SEXUAL THINGS, RAPE, CUSSING, AND MORE! DON'T READ IF YOU AREN'T COMFORTABLE!!!🔞🔞🔞 Eijiro was a run away prince who was hiding out in Katsuki's kingdom. Katsuki took him in and He is now Katsuki's top guard, protecting and conquoring kingdoms everywhere. Katsuki wants to find a mate, so his mom has Hisashi Midoriya, Izuku's father, come with ten omegas. One of them being Izuku Midoriya, who had been raped, beaten, whipped, burned, and tortured. He is taken in and being cared for. What if this snarky omega connects with the guard and not Katsuki, how will Katsuki react to another alpha prince coming into his kingdom without his permission. Does Katsuki even want an omega.... does he want an alpha instead?

Pain. Jaskier remembers pain, remembers all the breaking in his bones and heart, remembers the aching, weeping tired and the strand goes taut enough to snap. He remembers "shut up, Julian," so sharp and "shut up, Jaskier," so sweet and remembers rain and apple tarts and fire under his fingers and marbles in his hands and acorns and constellations and music and yawning, rending grief and precious, ecstatic joy. ****** In which Jaskier is brave and perfect in all things and Geralt...certainly does try his best