― "You'd look exquisite in my undoing." ― Flora Moreau spoke in soft syllables and sharp truths. A Ravenclaw with ink-stained hands, she sketched the world as she saw it - not as it wished to be seen. Daughter of an ancient French bloodline, she had walked Hogwarts' halls for years, quiet as moonlight, untouchable as frost. Draco Malfoy loathed her. Her composure, her defiance, her refusal to give him the satisfaction of a single flinch. He provoked; she dismissed. He sneered; she smiled. And yet, she was in his mind - carved there like an etching he could not erase. She was everything he had been raised to hate, and everything he did not understand about himself. Their battles were fought in glances and words, in wit that cut deeper than curses, in the space between cruelty and longing - where the line between wanting her and destroying her blurred into damnation. ☽｡⋆

» I didn't know you had a sister, Potter. «

Florence Salvatore was never meant to return from the dead - especially not like this. Stripped of her vampirism and cast back into the world as a mortal, she seeks refuge in New Orleans, a city steeped in power, secrets, and blood-soaked history. There, she finds Lucian Voss, an old ally with ties to ancient magic and darker truths. Under his tutelage, Florence begins to unravel the mystery of her rebirth - discovering she is a witch, bound to magic in ways that defy the natural order. But, in a city ruled by the supernatural, fate had other plans. When she crosses paths with Kaleb Westphall - a stranger with Kol Mikaelson's temper, charm, and a maddening pull - Florence is drawn to him with a familiarity that feels like a memory... Or madness. As old enemies stir and forgotten magic awakens, Florence must choose between the safety of truth and the dangerous pull of a love she thought was lost. Because some oaths cannot be broken. And some souls never stay buried. Will uncovering the truth bring her peace? Or tear apart the one thing her heart refuses to forget? A second chance romance fanfic Fem!OC x Kol Mikaelson TVD and TO plotlines. Book Two of The Salvatore Writings @stilestearypillow

[ completed ] In their four years of knowing each other, Draco Malfoy and Amora Buckley have never managed to see eye to eye. However, when the pair are locked in the library overnight together, things start to change between them- and neither of them like it. Throw in Harry Potter's not-so-subtle crush on Amora, the fact that her cousin is Hogwarts' golden boy Cedric Diggory, and that her mother is the Muggle Studies professor, and things are bound to get even more complicated... TROPES/EXTRA TAGS: enemies to lovers, secret relationship, forced proximity, forbidden love, opposites attract, slowburn. TRAINING WHEELS draco malfoy x oc goblet of fire - deathly hallows harry potter series.

― "I love you more than life itself," ― Althea Potter had always been a light. Where James burned wild and reckless, she glowed warm and steady, drawing people in with her laughter, her kindness, and her stubborn belief that everyone carried a spark worth loving. She was the sister who brightened shadows, the girl who never let anyone feel unseen. Regulus Black, on the other hand, was born of shadows. Cold where she was warm, distant where she was tender, sharp where she was soft-he was a boy sculpted by duty, drowning beneath the weight of a name that demanded silence, obedience, sacrifice. They were opposites, orbiting each other in disdain. She saw him as cruel and unfeeling, and he saw her as naïve and foolish. Yet the world has a way of binding the unwilling, and war makes strange companions of enemies. Slowly, through whispered arguments and stolen glances, Althea discovered the boy beneath the mask, and Regulus found himself yearning for the light he had spent his life rejecting. But love in times of war is fragile. It does not always save. Sometimes it destroys, quietly, beautifully, tragically. And when the end came-as it always would-they both learned that hatred can turn to love, and love can burn into something fiercer still. Something unshakable. Something eternal. Something that could only be called devotion. ☽｡⋆

"You say it's not simple, but you're here. After everything... we keep coming back to this. To us." "It's how we work. Kol Mikaelson and Florence Salvatore. We fight, we argue, but we can't stay away from each other." "We tear each other apart, and yet somehow, I'd rather be at war with you than at peace with anyone else." · · ─ ·✶· ─ · · Florence Salvatore never asked to be caught in the tangled web of the Mikaelson family, she finds herself drawn into a game of power, deceit, and simmering attraction. The dinner at the Mikaelson mansion should have been a peaceful negotiation, but when Kol's aggression and dark charm collide with Florence's fierce independence, the tension between them ignites into a dangerous rivalry. As Florence fights to protect her family and keep the Mikaelsons at bay, she can't ignore the undeniable pull between her and the youngest Original brother - though every interaction is filled with insults, threats and venomous words. But beneath the animosity, a deeper connection begins to form, one that neither of them can deny. With enemies all around them, Florence and Kol must navigate the dangerous path between hate and passion, where vengeance is just a step away from desire. Can they survive the storm they've unleashed, or will their rivalry burn them both? An enemies to lovers fanfic Fem!OC x Kol Mikaelson TVD and TO plotlines. Book One of The Salvatore Writings @stilestearypillow

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