[Slow update] A Tom Riddle x OC story. This is actually a sequel to my first HP fan-fiction story, but it's too embarrassing to show, so I'll only show you the sequel stories. But you know Tom Riddle plus time travel, this will be a loooong sequel (hopefully). In which the heiress of Godric Gryffindor was sent to the year when the young Voldemort was in his third year in designated. She got her instructions very clearly: 1. Find Albus Dumbledore 2. Give out the spare Time-Turner 3. Feed the pastilles 4. Do not obliviate Tom Riddle 5. Flee at the sense of danger Surely, our considerate heiress wouldn't let any more serious events happen...right? *All rights reserved ⋆⸜ I do not own any of the characters(and their settings) created by J.K.Rowling. ⋆⸜ Except for Bella, all credits go to J.K, but I do own this story plot. ⋆⸜ Warning Smut/ Violence/ Torture/ Raped/ Revenge Plots included. ⋆⸜ Pls vote if you think it's a good story. If you don't, don't vote. (Don't betray your inner voice!!!) Also, pls drop some comments for me to revise it better. Thx

The story follows the main character Elizabeth Bennet as she deals with issues of manners, upbringing, morality, education, and marriage in the society of the landed gentry of early 19th-century England. Elizabeth is the second of five daughters of a country gentleman living near the fictional town of Meryton in Hertfordshire, near London.

Barty Crouch Jr x Reader OC. Alternative Time Line. ⚠️Graphic Violence, Abuse, and Sexual/Kink themes⚠️ ~I do not own Harry Potter. I only own the Original character.~

REMMICK X OC There are people born with the gift of making music so true that it can pierce the veil between life and death, conjuring spirits from the past and the future. In ancient Ireland they were called Filí, in the Choctaw Land they were called fire-keepers and in West Africa they're called griots. This gift can bring healing to their communities and it attracts something darker, more evil.

Emma Johnson is a ghost of who she used to be-a former military operative hardened by war, betrayal, and the weight of too many ghosts trailing behind her. Her body bears the scars of battles fought long before the world ended, but it's the wounds on the inside that never seem to heal. Beneath her deadly precision and sharp tongue lies a heart that still aches to protect, to care-even when the world tells her it's foolish. With guns strapped to her hips and knives hidden in her boots, she walks through the wasteland with a fierce will to survive, refusing to let the past define her. Daryl Dixon has always known pain. Long before the world crumbled, before the walkers turned humanity into monsters, he had already survived a different kind of hell, a past that left him wary of trust, of love. Cold, distant, and quick to anger, he keeps people at arm's length, believing attachments are just another weakness in a world where nothing lasts. But beneath the hardened exterior, is a man who still longs for something more-even if he refuses to admit it. Their paths cross in blood and fire, two warriors who've spent their lives fighting-first for others, then for themselves. At first, they clash-her fire against his ice, her relentless teasing against his stubborn silence. But war doesn't allow time for walls to stay up forever. Through battles, close calls, and nights spent sharing stories they never thought they'd speak aloud, Emma and Daryl begin to see the truth in each other. He sees the kindness she hides beneath her steel. She sees the loneliness he buries beneath his cold exterior. Love in a world like this is dangerous. It's reckless. It's the kind of thing that gets you killed. But when the only certainty in life is death, maybe love is the one fight worth dying for. CROSSBOW AND ASHES is a story of survival, pain, and two lost souls who find home in each other-even when the world is burning.

𝘈 𝙍𝙀𝙈𝙈𝙄𝘾𝙆 x 𝙊𝘾 𝙎𝙏𝙊𝙍𝙔: Tabby is a Southern seamstress with a stubborn spine, a honey-sweet voice, and no room for foolishness. But when Remmick crosses her path - all sharp eyes and strange hunger - the rules she's lived by start to tear at the seams.