❝She, the enigmatic force that has stirred my very soul, has driven me to the brink of madness. Her presence has led me astray from my lofty aspirations to rule the world. She possesses the uncanny ability to make me question the very essence of my existence, introducing me to emotions hitherto unknown. With her, I have tasted the sweet nectar of love, a sensation that has forever altered my course. In her eyes, I found a kindness that transcends the ordinary, a compassion I never thought possible. Her touch awakened desires and longings that now course through my veins like an addiction, an obsession that knows no bounds. My insatiable hunger for her kindness has become my sole sustenance, a craving that consumes me. She is the singular object of my fixation, the one I must possess at any cost. She belongs to me and me alone, an irrevocable claim I shall not relinquish. I am compelled, driven by an unyielding determination to make her mine, for she is the key to my existence, the one whose love I must possess for all eternity.❞ - Tom Riddle's Diary #1 Tomriddlexreader → 20/4/2024 #1 Manipulation → 05/5/2024 #1 Darklord → 24/5/2024 #8 Explicit → 24/5/2024 #6 Mature audience → 12/8/2024 #3 TMR → 20/9/2024

"I suggest you leave, before I lose complete control of my hormones and perhaps lose my mind over you." "And what if I don't leave, Tom?" she said, with a smirk forming at the corner of her lips. "Then I'll rather do something, that will make you scream my name."

Anastasia Delaney was Tom Riddle's most trusted follower at Hogwarts. As she helped the Dark Lord achieve his goals their bond strengthened and she believed they were destined for greatness, until she wakes up 53 years later in the same room, in the same school, at the same age. As Anastasia tries to find a way back to her life and her lover, she must become a student at a completely different Hogwarts where she meets a boy they call the "Chosen One" who escaped the wrath of wizard so powerful people daren't say his name. Tom Riddle fanfic Harry Potter fanfic Mature themes!

'It felt like a burning moment that our hatred really blew up into a sea of fire. "You really think just because he wants you that it makes you bulletproof? I can touch you Octavia, I can hurt you and I can definitely fucking kill you" A Mattheo Riddle Fanfic. Enemies to Lovers. Octavia Garcilazo, a Slytherin who has the wits to have any man at the palm of her hand, but a family to shatter her before she was able to love herself. If only she knew they lived the same life, in two hated minds. I own the characters Octavia, Vincent, Camille, Thomas, Skye, Alessandro, Valina, Nadia, Noah, and Angelo. #1 Slytherin #3 Hogsmeade #1 Pansy #2 Riddles #1 Blaise Zabini

In 1944, at the height of his ambition and power, Tom Riddle-a brilliant and charismatic Slytherin-finds himself unnervingly drawn to a Ravenclaw student, Y/N Lilith. A seemingly ordinary girl, Y/N's intelligence and resilience make her the perfect enigma for Tom's obsessive mind. To understand his growing fixation, he begins a second diary-this time dedicated to his infatuation. As Tom's feelings transform into possessive obsession, Y/N becomes trapped in a dangerous dynamic, unaware of the darkness that is rapidly consuming him. Disclaimer: I do not own any characters, settings, or elements from the Harry Potter books or movies. All rights to the Harry Potter franchise belong to J.K. Rowling, Warner Bros., and their respective copyright holders. This work is purely fan-made and created for entertainment purposes only.

"You're very charming. Not just charming, but beautiful in the sense that the world could almost pardon you for your sins." - ✧ - Victoria Locke and Tom Riddle are practically strangers. They're nothing more than that. It remains that way until she discovers a piece of Riddle's big secret. It's quickly revealed he knows more about her than she knows herself... but including the past that she's forgotten. Theodore Nott involves himself into her life and a spark of obsession and feelings fabricates deep desires, pulling her to Riddle and Nott. But one cannot be pulled in two different directions without being torn apart.