Y/n and Draco Malfoy are sworn enemies that always fight and push each other around. But one night you are forced to help Draco study until something goes far unplanned...well, when does anything turn out planned anyways. -"Stop asking stupid questions y/n or I'm going to do something you won't like at all." Draco said looking at you up and down and then looking away- PART 2 IS NOW OUT! (on separate book) Strong language. Smut.

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Cicely Beaufort had never needed to prove who she was. When your name was stitched into the tapestries of wizarding history, legacy did the talking. Blonde, blue-eyed, kind to her core - she was the kind of girl who made sunbeams look dull. She laughed like clinking silver spoons and carried the old-world elegance of someone raised on quiet wealth and golden rules. Hufflepuff's sweetheart. Sweet as honey, soft as early spring. And then came Matteo Riddle. He was shadow where she was light. All sharp angles, dark eyes, and a name that hadn't been spoken aloud in the Great Hall for years. A warning in human form. Too much history. Too many secrets. Too many things better left untouched. He wasn't the kind of boy you fell for. And Cicely Beaufort wasn't the kind of girl who strayed from what was proper. But Hogwarts had other plans.

The world was completely turned upside down the day Vampires came out of thier coffins. The human race was rounded up like cattle and put into categories. Servant or Blood Slave. It's hard to decide which titles worse. They are both dangerous. I was taken from my family at the age of 9 and thrown into classes and a cage at the local pet shop. I guess I was one of the unlucky ones that was picked to become a Blood Slave.

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Lucas Sawyer has gotten used to being forgotten. His twin brother Mark, captain and star quarterback, everyone's favorite, gets the spotlight. Lucas doesn't drink, he doesn't smoke, he doesn't go to parties. His life is safe and logical, and that's exactly how he likes it. But when his brother's football rival and worst enemy, Damien Castillo, starts work at the same small bakery, everything changes. Damien is Lucas' worst nightmare: an arrogant heartbreaker with a bad reputation, who threatens to ruin all his careful plans. Lucas hates him. Right? ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- This story was inspired by @hipstateasee's "Knight", and I have her permission. All credit to her for the great premise!

this story contains adult content!!!! read at own risk. I glared at the vampire before me, pressing myself against the bars of my 'cage' before dropping the glare and offering him my sweetest grin, "once I get out of her I'm going to kill alllll of you!" I swept my arms out wide, my grin turning feral, "I'm going to rip out all of your throats and see how you like your blood being drained from your neck." The vampire flashed his fangs at me in an equally menacing grin, "you can try that all you want, after the auction." I was tempted to spit in his face but I really did not want to be whipped...again. ~~~ Calla, an 18 year old human girl has always lived her life on the run, but was captured by vampires and forced into auction at a high end 'pet shop' where any wealthy vampire can buy her and proceed to do as they please until they decide to kill her. Pessimistic, rude, and short fused Calla is one hell of a handful, one most vampier's don't want to bother with...until him. THIS SHIT IS RATED MATURE in case you were curious this isn't labeled Mature on the wattpad rating thing because it won't let me change my fucking maturity thing.

"You're mine." "W-what?!" "You heard me." The male leaned in ever so closely to Noah's ear and said from the bottom of his throat in a husky whisper, "You. Are. Mine." •~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~• Friends and Family. Two things that Noah Anderson has. Two things Noah Anderson needs. Two things that are the only important things to the newly-turned adult. A small friendship shared between three students and a small family consisting of four. However, what if we added some others? Love. Conflict. Secrets. What if we added these? Noah Anderson was born a boy who never saw his father and never intended to seek the man who forced himself upon his beloved mother. However when a certain, mysterious boy enters his classroom, Noah's life changes. Perhaps this would have happened all along. Maybe, just maybe it's fate. Mafias. Violence. Death. Who would have known a person's life would complicate at the age of eighteen? All because of his biological father, and a boy named Ray Carter. •~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~• Two rivalry mafias: the Red Skulls and the Black Skulls. One with a leader as ruthless as the word gets, who can never be calculated for his next move. And one with a leader who has good intentions and intelligence. Brawn vs Brain Ray Carter is apart of one and attending the same college as Noah Anderson. Why, out of nowhere, would this boy attend his one in the middle of the year? Why, just why, is Ray Carter, the now-known badboy who gets heads turning his direction, trying to get close to the boy who, with his two other friends, is known as an outcast in his school?