Roseabell wasn't feeling like herself. She gets a letter from Gringotts and the information is painful. Such deep betrayal. Her life was just a big lie. She wants revenge. And what she wants she viciously gets.

BOOK ONE *°࿐ *ੈ In the throes of two wars, Tom Riddle returns to Hogwarts for his sixth-year, determined to achieve his megalomaniacal goals of immortality and power. In the meantime, Evadne, elected prefect for Slytherin House, is a talented witch eager to uncover the truth of her own lineage. Plagued by visions of her own death at the hands of a faceless dark wizard, she assigns herself the task of preventing it. However, as time ticks on, Tom Riddle comes to realise that his rise to power isn't as easy as he preconceives it to be as he and Evadne's fates intertwine.

*Formerly His Desire* "You think you want me, but I don't think you could handle what I would do to you." His stare is relentless. I smooth my hands down over my nightdress, feeling his words glide across my skin. "I could..." "I'm not sure I would be the kind, gentle lover your sweet Caspian would be," he warns quietly. ----- As a Princess, Kiva is always in danger. So much so, one night, her home is broken into, where it is revealed her attempted killer is her mate. Before she has a chance to speak to him, he vanishes into the night. For her protection, a dark and dangerous mercenary is ordered to keep guard of her, and as time passes, Kiva finds herself desiring him more and more. All while trying to find her elusive mate, and deny feelings for a man who may lead her right to the truth.

Seven souls bound by blood, magic, and an unbreakable pact. Growing up under the shadow of a dark legacy that threatens to consume them all. Draco Malfoy, Blaise Zabini, Theodore Nott, Matheo and Tom Riddle, Lorenzo Berkshire, and Delphina Gaunt have shared a childhood marked by whispered secrets and forbidden desires. Born into pureblood families loyal to Voldemort, they carry the weight of their ancestors' expectations-and the haunting scars of their own pasts. Delphina, a Gaunt heiress with a silent trauma hidden even from her family, stands at the heart of their intertwined fates. As their magic deepens and their bonds grow more complex, love blooms amid shadows-passion laced with danger, loyalty tested by betrayal, and the constant pull of darkness. In the halls of Hogwarts, where power is a weapon and trust a rare gift, the Bloodbound Seven must navigate a world where nothing is as it seems-and where the cost of love might be their very souls. Impressive ranks: #2 in slytherinboys - Aug 2, 2025 #3 in polyrelationship - Aug 3, 2025 #4 in lorenzoberkshire - Aug 6, 2025 #21 in pureblood - Aug 11, 2025 #150 in Ravenclaw - Aug 18, 2025 #848 in dark - Aug 13, 2025

𝖶𝗁𝖾𝗇 𝖵𝗈𝗅𝖽𝖾𝗆𝗈𝗋𝗍 𝖿𝗂𝗋𝗌𝗍 𝗋𝖾𝖺𝖼𝗁𝖾𝖽 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝖽𝗈𝗐𝗇𝖿𝖺𝗅𝗅, 𝖺 𝖿𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗒𝖾𝖺𝗋 𝗈𝗅𝖽 𝗐𝖺𝗌 𝖺𝗂𝗆𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗍𝗈 𝖻𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗇𝖾𝗑𝗍 𝗆𝗈𝗌𝗍 𝖿𝖾𝖺𝗋𝖾𝖽 𝖽𝖺𝗋𝗄 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝖼𝗁 𝗂𝗇 𝗆𝗈𝗋𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗇 𝖼𝖾𝗇𝗍𝗎𝗋𝗂𝖾𝗌.. 𝘔𝘰𝘳𝘨𝘢𝘯𝘢 𝘎𝘢𝘶𝘯𝘵, 𝖽𝖺𝗎𝗀𝗁𝗍𝖾𝗋 𝗈𝖿 𝘔𝘦𝘳𝘭𝘪𝘯 𝘎𝘢𝘶𝘯𝘵 𝗐𝗁𝗈 𝗐𝖺𝗌 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗅𝗈𝗇𝗀-𝗅𝗈𝗌𝗍 𝖻𝗋𝗈𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗋 𝗈𝖿 𝘔𝘰𝘳𝘱𝘩𝘪𝘯 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝘔𝘦𝘳𝘰𝘱𝘦 𝘎𝘢𝘶𝘯𝘵. 𝖲𝗂𝗇𝖼𝖾 𝘔𝘦𝘳𝘭𝘪𝘯 𝗐𝖺𝗌 𝗇𝖺𝗆𝖾𝖽 𝖺𝖿𝗍𝖾𝗋 𝗈𝗇𝖾 𝗈𝖿 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗆𝗈𝗌𝗍 𝗉𝗈𝗐𝖾𝗋𝖿𝗎𝗅 𝗐𝗂𝗓𝖺𝗋𝖽𝗌, 𝗁𝖾 𝗇𝖺𝗆𝖾𝖽 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝖽𝖺𝗎𝗀𝗁𝗍𝖾𝗋 𝖺𝖿𝗍𝖾𝗋 𝗈𝗇𝖾 𝗈𝖿 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗆𝗈𝗌𝗍 𝗉𝗈𝗐𝖾𝗋𝖿𝗎𝗅 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝖼𝗁𝖾𝗌.. 𝖴𝗇𝖿𝗈𝗋𝗍𝗎𝗇𝖺𝗍𝖾𝗅𝗒, tragedy struck when he and his wife died, leaving their newborn baby girl all alone in Slytherin Manor with only a portrait of Salazar Slytherin and house elves to talk to.. 𝖧𝗈𝗐𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗋, that didn't stop 𝘔𝘰𝘳𝘨𝘢𝘯𝘢 𝘉𝘦𝘭𝘭𝘢𝘥𝘰𝘯𝘢 𝘎𝘢𝘶𝘯𝘵 turning into Dumbledore's worst nightmare: an exact copy of her cousin, Tom Riddle.. But what happens when she helps the said cousin to achieve a body? And what happens when they both turn into something they both always wished they had; a family?.. 𝖩𝗈𝗂𝗇 Morgana through the journey of world domination along with her cousin..

This particular story, with chapters, that follows the timeline of the original books, but centers around Harry Potter's sister born 8 months apart. Draco Malfoy serves as her love interest. I've done my best to stay true to the canon events and overall tone of the series. I hope you enjoy reading it! Extract: Harry sat up slowly, nose dripping red, eyes furious and wounded. "You think I've changed?" Ivory's voice dropped, calm as a blade. "I didn't change, Harry. I just stopped being nice while you disrespected me and ignored everything I did." She stepped closer, wand still steady, but her voice trembled with something raw. "You want to know the real difference between us? You Gryffindors chase glory like it's your birthright. But Slytherins-we protect what's ours. Even if we have to do it from the shadows. Even if it means we're seen as the villain."