who doesn't love a good ol' slow burn & pining fan fic? . After your 6th year at Hogwarts, the Weasley family invites you to spend the summer at their house. A long-harbored crush on your best friend Ron proves to make your summer at The Burrow very interesting... . p.s: in no way does this fic follow the storyline of the actual books. it's just something light hearted so the events that happen during the Half Blood Prince (such as the burning of the Burrow) don't occur in this story.

|BOOK ONE| Mae Dameron was a woman with one too many secrets. She held secrets of how she was taken from her family back on Yavin 4. Of the intense and brutal training that a sith lord had put her through. Of the nasty remarks her new guardian had always spit at her. And most importantly, she held in the secret of her being a grey Jedi. Lucky for her, her partner in crime never asked too many questions. |Highest Rankings| #1 in starwars #1 in themandalorian #1 in mandalorian #1 in starwarsfic #1 in starwarsfanfiction #1 in dindjarin #1 in dindjarinxoc #1 in pedropascal |Started: 6/26/2020| |Ended: 12/11/2020|

who doesn't fall in love with a weasley at least once in their life? • when antheia calderon is invited by her best friend ron to stay at the burrow for the summer, she assumed it would be a good way to escape her empty house. but little did she know she would get more than she bargained for with his older brothers constantly around. • MATURE WARNING: story includes drug and alcohol use, sex, swearing and other 18+ themes. Please read with caution. highest ranking: #1 in friendstolovers

➥COMPLETED ❝Fred Weasley! You're such a pain in the arse!❞, she yelled, throwing her hands up furiously, but he just smirked with the usual mischievous sparkle in his warm eyes, as he bowed slowly down to her, his face merely inches away from Lynnea's. ❝I know, Bailey, I know. But I could be all yours forever.❞ ootp - dh highest ranking: #2 in fanfiction #1 in fredweasley

A colorblind artist and an addict, Willow Groves finds herself swept up in the madness of The Umbrella Academy. : Forty-three children were born to women who, before such a point, were not expecting. Seven of them were adopted into The Umbrella Academy. What happened to the other thirty-six? : I don't at all own any rights to The Umbrella Academy, this is just another occasionally smutty fanfic of another drug addict. Obviously I have a type.

she looks the Devil in the eye and smiles. BOOK I, SEASON I. cover by 𝐟𝐫𝐞𝐝𝐝𝐲𝐜𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬. awarded "best din djarin fic" by 𝐬𝐰𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐦𝐮𝐧𝐢𝐭𝐲.

"Show me a hero and I'll write you a tragedy." - F. Scott Fitzgerald ~ Victoria Morana Kingsley is average in nearly every aspect of her life. She isn't a great fighter. She isn't a brilliant genius. She doesn't have the greatest paying career. And on top of it all, she's not the most social butterfly in the world. There is, however, one teensy tiny thing that separates her from your average human being. She can talk to the dead. Although, they're not the most stimulating source of conversation in the world. Necromancy is a magical art as old as time itself, and in a time of Gods, magic and super heroes, being discovered for what she is, is the last thing Tori wants. But upon finding a man with a metal arm collapsed in the snow on the side of the road - who five years prior tried to kill her - not being discovered for what she is becomes all that much harder. Throw a budding, complex romance into the midst, and you have the beginnings of a story of grisly chaos, black magic, old friendships, witch hunts, death of various kinds and irregular love. For true, unrequited love, is not finding someone who silences your demons, but whose demons dance well with your own. ***I obviously do not own any Marvel or comic characters. I only own Victoria, the plot, and a few characters that appear later on in the story. All rights are reserved to Marvel comics.