Death had always walked beside her, a shadow stitched to her soul. She fought. She won. But what was left to claim? The castle around her - the only home she had ever known - was crumbling into ruin. Stone shattered under fire. Bodies carpeted the ground, faces she would never forget, lives she had failed to save. Victory meant nothing when it was built on a graveyard. She was alone. And worse, she was alive. She had died before. Had died and returned, as if cursed to never know peace, cursed to be the master of death, forever hunted by the thing that should have claimed her. Death It was her shadow, her lover, and her tormentor. It whispered to her in the silence, tugged at her with every breath she drew, a cat playing with its prey, savoring the chase. She tried to undo it - to tear a hole in time, to claw back 46 hours, to steal even one life from the jaws of death. But time does not bargain with the broken. It is a vengeful thing, wild and cold. It seized her, flung her not back 46 hours but 46 years, into a past dripping with shadows and secrets. The castle stood whole then - but the rot was already there, festering beneath the stone. And Death, patient and cruel, was already waiting for her in the cracks of the world, ready to finish what it had begun. Smiling at her from the darkness. Death wearing the face of Tom Riddle *Mature themes* Enemy's to lovers *Tom Riddle*

#180 in Fanfiction || #1 in Hermione || In the language of literature, there exists a seemingly-concrete, antonymous relationship between good and evil, light and dark, hero and monster. And yet, we often disregard the transition from one to another, in which the 'bad guy' becomes 'good.' Perhaps it was the cruel mistreatment of Tom Marvolo Riddle as a child, or maybe it was the bloodline of Slytherin's heir himself that made the boy into the 'monster' who cannot be named. Or, perhaps it was simply because he did not know that his heart would beat in such a frenzy, that his cheeks would redden like a crimson rose, and that his normally-calm facade would melt under the simple gaze of the time-travelling heroine. If I were to bet, I'd say it's the latter. But it matters not why Voldemort could not love, for this is not a story about Voldemort. This is the story of Tom Marvolo Riddle, and how he came into direct conflict and company with the 'brightest witch of her age' ... fifty-years ahead. This is the story of love's recognition, in which the force does not suddenly develop between two people, but a poignant emotion, different for each individual, is uniquely described to be 'love.' Maybe Tom Riddle never loved, much like that of Voldemort. However, as one chooses to stubbornly believe, love existed for Tom Marvolo Riddle as long as he chose to believe that he loved Hermione Jean Granger. ////// NO TRANSLATIONS ARE BEING ALLOWED AT THIS TIME DISCLAIMER: I do not own any of the characters detailed in this book, nor any of the quotations and plot taken from "Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows." They belong to J.K. Rowling and Warner Brothers. I do not own the individual graphics in the cover, although I do own the composition/compilation of the cover. The media I post belongs to its owners. \\\\\\

"Let's flip a coin," he said. "Heads, I'm yours. Tails, you're mine." Londinium isn't a city that's kind to orphaned children. Though when an orphaned Arthur and Frida meet in the streets, they'll have the power to shape the history of England. Legends aren't born. They're forged. A King Arthur: Legend of the Sword Fanfiction. [2018 Watty's Longlist] [Highest Rankings] #1 in Charlie Hunnam #1 in King Arthur #1 in King Arthur: Legend of the Sword #2 in Camelot #299 in Fantasy

June Dixon was just doing her best to survive the end of the world, following her brothers lead and keeping her head down. What she wasn't expecting was for a green eyed hunter to join the group and challenge everything she thought she knew. Side Note: Daryl is bisexual in this story. If that's not your jam, please skip. [I WILL BE GOING BACK OVER THE STORY AND EDITING ANY MISTAKES. NO MAJOR CHANGES WILL BE DONE. THIS IS NOT AN OVERHAUL, JUST A FIX] MATURE THEMES, POSSIBLE TRIGGERING CONTENT **I do not own the walking dead or any of it's characters. I also do not own Supernatural or any of the characters. Only thing mine is June and my undying love for Dean and Daryl**

Everyone knows how the story of Harry Potter ends. He destroyed the horcruxes, won the duel, and Voldemort was nothing more than a body laying on the ground. But in their excitement from winning, nobody noticed something strange happen. Except for one girl. What happens when Tom Riddle is 17 again and has to rely on this girl to guide him through a new life? Perhaps Ava Merin can show Tom how to truly live. And perhaps Tom can learn how to turn away from the darkness that always tempted him. "You have brought out the best in each other. Don't let that go." - Gwen Merin Highest Rank: #3 in Tom Riddle, #1 in Voldemort *There will be adult themes in future chapters*

It has been 20 years since the Battle of Hogwarts. Lucia is conflicted in her life, and even more so when she meets an 18-year-old Tom Riddle who travelled into the future in search of the way to ensure his infinite immortality. But immortality isn't really living, and Lucia is determined to show him how it feels to be alive. Truly alive. *** This story contains mature themes, including but not limited to: crude language, illicit drug and alcohol abuse, sexual content, mentions of suicide and other adult themes All credit for the ideas relating to the Harry Potter universe (unfortunately) go to J.K. Rowling. The rest of the story is my own. Highest Rank: #2 in TomRiddle

Born with a curse. Raised in shadows. Made into something unnatural by the Dark Lord himself. She was never meant to feel. Never meant to love. But there is a boy with kind eyes and a monster of his own... A slow-burn Marauders-era story of dark magic, hidden curses, and the prophecy that binds them.

The blonde gazed at him, mapping out his face, including the worry tainting it, "We'll find your creatures, Mr. Scamander. I promise." This caught the wizards attention, as he clearly hadn't been expecting her to say that, and his face was somewhat washed of the worry, "thank you Miss Kegley." "You can call me Myra if you'd like," she pulled her bag up onto her lap. "I would like that very much," he told her, "You can call me Newt if you'd like." "I would like that very much." *A Newt Scamander Fanfic **I do not own the Harry Potter/Fantastic Beasts franchise in any shape or form. ***I do however own the plot (the parts not in Fantastic Beasts) and my original characters (like Myra), which means that you can't plagiarize.

Julianne Cress is a foster kid, one that always jumped from home to home, so she's an expert in keeping under the radar and being unnoticed. At her school, Midtown Hall of Science and Technology, she's just a typical lonely nerd with only her best friends Bo and Tsuki to keep her afloat. At her internship at Wayne Enterprises, she keeps her head down low and does her work seamlessly, disappearing before she could get any attention for it. Even though she's the most brilliant student and intern in Gotham City, Julianne still has to keep her public image down along with her status so nobody suspects anything. Because after school , she's one of Gotham's most elusive yet most adored young vigilantes, one that even Batman can't catch. And the last thing that Julianne wants is to blow her cover. But all of that changes after a mishap in the internship, and suddenly her life is a thousand times different. She somehow ends up being the top intern in the whole company and suddenly is being mentored by THE Bruce Wayne, who has taken a big liking to her, and all of a sudden, she's living in the Wayne Manor after her CPS Agent took her out of her abusive foster home. But Julianne knows she won't be able to keep up the charade for long, because she's in a house with the world's greatest detectives. But she can sure damn well try, because her vigilante life also decided to blow itself up, leaving her tangled in the restraints from her past. ****************************************** BEST RANKINGS SO FAR :) #1 in Gotham #1 in Batfamily #1 in Batsis #1 in Damianwayne #1 in dickgraysonxoc

【月が綺麗ですね】 tsuki ga kirei desu ne "The moon is beautiful, isn't it?" - a Japanese phrase used to mean I love you. A boy with a curse meets a girl with the power to end or save the jujutsu world. Through bloodshed, trauma, and broken promises, will the two find their way to each other or will they suffer the consequences of being hopeful in a broken world. - 『dad!gojo satoru x daughter!oc (familial)』 『okkotsu yuta x oc』 『jujutsu kaisen x oc』 『fushiguro megumi x oc』 - Jujutsu Kaisen belongs to Akutami Gege. Art used is not mine and belongs to its rightful owners. Please message me if you are one of the artists so I can credit you since I find these images on Google. This is an xOC fic but can be read as a self-insert if you choose to.