𝔇𝔞𝔯𝔩𝔦𝔫𝔤 ; 𝔄 𝔗𝔬𝔪 ℜ𝔦𝔡𝔡𝔩𝔢 𝔖𝔱𝔬𝔯𝔶 A story of a boy and girl who were far more similar than they'd like to think. Both born with the insatiable appetite for power, and as they both knew all to well, power came with demands, sacrifice and pain. He was her dark fairytale and she was his twisted fantasy. Tom Riddle x Morana Lestrange (My OC) This is my first book! I'm so excited to share it with everyone! *NOT EDITED YET* WARNINGS: Smoking / Drugs Alcohol Mature language Detailed sex scenes BEST RANKS: #1 deatheaters : 03.11.2024 #1 1945 : 30.11.24 #1 tomriddle : 05.01.2025 #1 knightsofwalpurgis : 05.01.2025 #1 Slytherinhouse : 06.01.2025 #1 wizardingwar : 15.05.2025 #1 tommarvoloriddle : 02.08.2025 #1 Riddle : 31.05.2025 #1 Malfoy : 06.12.26 #7 hpfanfic : 26.11.2025 #15 deatheaters : 30.11.2024

Nefandum-(Latin) - unspeakable evil or doom. full of bad omens; something grave is about to happen. Ariadne and Alistair Veyreult were once students of the Eldritch Institute, a remote and forsaken school buried deep within the forests of Eastern Europe. Few had ever heard its name, and those who had spoke of it only in hushed tones, as if saying it aloud would draw something listening in the dark. The castle was a blackened ruin shrouded in mist and ivy, its walls breathing with old magic. Shadows crept too close to the students there, and creatures of the night roamed the halls as if they belonged. Their parents had sent them to Eldritch for one reason: it was a sanctuary for the forbidden. A place where the Ministry's gaze could not reach - where dark magic wasn't feared, but sharpened into a weapon. But darkness has a way of claiming what it touches. A string of incidents - quiet, terrible things whispered about but never spoken openly - forced their expulsion. Both Ariadne and Alistair carry the blood of Morgana Pendragon, an ancient, storm-bound lineage. The magic in their veins is old, volatile, and unyielding. It answers to no one. When their power began to slip, Ariadne's control, their parents, on their deathbeds bed turned to Albus Dumbledore, who agreed to bring them to Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry - not out of kindness, but to contain what might otherwise consume her. But power like that does not go unnoticed. From the moment Ariadne set foot in the castle, Tom Marvolo Riddle felt it. Her magic radiated in the air like frost on iron - quiet, unrelenting, dangerous. And Tom does not like what he cannot control.

There is one rumor among the Death Eaters that must never be spoken aloud. Certainly not among the Dark Lord. Rumors circulate that long ago, there lived a girl who could have changed Lord Voldemort's fate. They say that in every rumor, there's a grain of truth, but also a grain of falsehood. Apparently, it was so long ago that all they know is that the girl had a personality as light as a flower petal, a heart as large as a lake, and an even greater naivety. No one is allowed to speak about her out loud. There is no written rule, but everyone knows not to even think about a girl without even a name. Lord Voldemort made sure of that.

"If he were to love, it wouldn't be love it would be ownership and obsession." At first glance, Elizabeth Mason is everything Tom Riddle is not warm-hearted, curious, and full of light. But beneath her soft smile lies a sharp mind, a powerful magic, and a strange fascination with the quiet, unreadable boy in her year. They've been friends since their first year at Hogwarts. Or at least, something close to it. Now in their sixth year, both Slytherin prefects, their connection is undeniable-complicated, magnetic, and teetering on a dangerous edge. Elizabeth doesn't know what Tom is truly hiding behind his dark eyes and perfect composure, and Tom... well, Tom never lets anyone get close. Except her. And when Elizabeth begins to uncover pieces of a secret he never intended to share, she's faced with the question that might change everything: How far can you follow someone into the dark before you lose yourself? And ... who is Abraxas Malfoy and can he save her? Realistic Tom Riddle fanfiction! Abraxas Malfoy. 18+

〝 I will kill you a thousand times over, Hera, and wrench you back from every grave, for not even death will dare to keep you from me. 〞 (TMR, 18+) Hera Potter's died too many times to care anymore. This time, she finds herself in 1952. In Hogwarts. This time, Tom Riddle is hot, brooding, and somehow her new professor. This time she's got a plan: Save the world. Seduce the villain. Same thing, really.

Second book in the "Beautiful Pain" duology. Kritana has learned the truth about her parentage, or half of it. Rhysand has been captured. Tom has to decide if he can allow himself to love Kritana. And war is brewing. With Grindelwald's war taking more lives each day and Rhysand's life in such peril in the hands of his enemies, Kritana Udinov, Tom Riddle, and the Knights of Walpurgis must train. They thought they were training for a small battle in a school located in a foreign land, but that night when everything changed revealed that their war is not with a few cultists but with the leader of the darkest rebellion in the magical and muggle world. Everything has to change. They must be ready for this war before Grindelwald decides to take them out. If they aren't, they lose who they love, and the world falls to darkness.

Reader figures out a set of rules to survive navigating their FWB relationship with Tom Riddle, which goes great until he starts breaking them one by one.

"If this is a game, then you're playing too," he says softly, stepping closer, "and if you're playing too, then either one of us could be the winner." You watch him closely. The man's eyes are dark, beautiful, and alight as he looks back at you, the tension in the air impossible to mistake and suddenly you're wondering if perhaps you can win this after all. "Or both of us," you say delicately.

A Russian fugitive with power like no other. Though strong, powerful, and wickedly smart, secrets lie deep within her heart, mind, and soul, haunting her to this day. Those very secrets will chase her until they catch up to her. She may have thought that she left that life behind when she escaped Russia, but she will soon find that her past lingers just behind her, hiding in the shadows. A boy with veins as green as the serpents he has the power to speak to and a plan to become the darkest wizard of all time. Though handsome, charming, powerful, and annoyingly clever, he has a weakness. A weakness in the form of a petite Slavic girl with a talent for wagging her tongue and getting under his scaly skin. A weakness that he denies every moment and tries to be rid of every second. A match like this can result in only one thing. Pain.

"You're going to destroy me," he breathes, and his hand is at your throat, feather-light unlike the iron grip of his long fingers around your wrist. "You're going to like it," you whisper back, right against his lips. ★Enemies to Lovers★Potions class rivals★jealous!Tom★