⟡"Amora Nott i dare you to kiss Mattheo Riddle" Blaise drunkenly laughed I looked at Mattheo, heart pounding nearly out of my chest not believing what Blaise just said to me, walking over to mattheo not even watching where im walking just my eyes connected on his, sitting on his lap slowly. "this will be fun" Mattheo whispered in my ear⟡ Amora Nott, the twin sister of Theodore Nott, Their 6th year of hogwarts. Also sixth year of Amora and Mattheo hating each others guts ever since they met. Mattheo knew how to get under her skin as if it was like getting under Theodores skin, as if that wasn't Mattheo's best friend. What will happen when they tell each other the long awaited truth of why they had hatred towards each other but gets interrupted by their past and a mystery of their own family. Stay reading to find out babes ;) The beginning may not make so much sense to the story because if i'm being honest i had no idea where i was going with it so bare with me i promise it gets better. This is the first book I've ever written so I'm sorry if it may seem like ass. All credits go to J.K Rowling for the characters

Diana Baudelaire; a strikingly beautiful, sharp minded Ravenclaw born of a french pureblood aristocrat family. Tom Riddle; a handsome, charming and ambitious Slytherin that will not stop until he gets what he wants. What if what he wants is Diana, alongside immortality and power? Enter Diana and Tom's last few years at Hogwarts.

In which Harry Potter's twin sister has a secret romance with not only her teacher, but her brother's nemesis.

"𝒀𝒐𝒖 𝒄𝒉𝒐𝒐𝒔𝒆 𝒉𝒊𝒎? 𝑨𝒇𝒕𝒆𝒓 𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓𝒚𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈? " "𝑰𝒕 𝒘𝒊𝒍𝒍 𝒂𝒍𝒘𝒂𝒚𝒔 𝒃𝒆 𝒉𝒊𝒎, 𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒏 𝒂𝒇𝒕𝒆𝒓 𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓𝒚𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈. " •┈┈┈••✦ ♡ ✦••┈┈┈• Caught in the forbidden allure of a connection deemed taboo by her family, Callista grapples with the magnetic pull of Tom Riddle. The whispers of caution echo through the castle walls, warning her against entangling with a man whose darkness is as potent as his charm. Yet, as time unfolds, Callista finds herself at a crossroads, torn between the magnetic force of Tom Riddle and the values that anchor her. In a world where choices carry the weight of destiny, Callista's journey through Hogwarts becomes a delicate balance between the allure of forbidden desires and the steadfast embrace of her moral compass. The looming decision she faces could reshape not only her own destiny but also the very fabric of the magical world around her. •┈┈┈••✦ ♡ ✦••┈┈┈• #1 messages {1/01/24} #1 slytherin {24/02/24} #1 tomriddle {24/02/24}

𝘏𝘦 𝘴𝘤𝘰𝘧𝘧𝘴 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘬𝘴 𝘥𝘰𝘸𝘯, 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘣𝘢𝘤𝘬 𝘶𝘱 𝘢𝘵 𝘮𝘦. "𝘓𝘪𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘯, 𝘐 𝘥𝘰𝘯'𝘵 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘨𝘦𝘵 𝘮𝘢𝘳𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘦𝘪𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘪𝘵'𝘴 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘱𝘶𝘭𝘴𝘰𝘳𝘺, 𝘴𝘰 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘥𝘰𝘯'𝘵 𝘨𝘦𝘵 𝘪𝘯 𝘮𝘺 𝘸𝘢𝘺 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘥𝘰𝘯'𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘬 𝘐'𝘭𝘭 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶," 𝘩𝘦 𝘨𝘭𝘢𝘯𝘤𝘦𝘴 𝘥𝘰𝘸𝘯 𝘵𝘰 𝘮𝘺 𝘭𝘪𝘱𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘣𝘢𝘤𝘬 𝘶𝘱 𝘵𝘰 𝘮𝘺 𝘦𝘺𝘦𝘴, 𝘣𝘦𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘦 𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘪𝘯 𝘤𝘭𝘰𝘴𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘮𝘺 𝘦𝘢𝘳 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘸𝘩𝘪𝘴𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘪𝘯 𝘢 𝘭𝘰𝘸 𝘵𝘰𝘯𝘦, "𝘣𝘦𝘤𝘢𝘶𝘴𝘦 𝘐 𝘸𝘰𝘯'𝘵." 𝘈𝘯𝘥 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵, 𝘩𝘦 𝘵𝘶𝘳𝘯𝘴 𝘢𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘥 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘦𝘹𝘪𝘵𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘣𝘢𝘵𝘩𝘳𝘰𝘰𝘮, 𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘷𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘮𝘦 𝘴𝘵𝘶𝘯𝘯𝘦𝘥. ⋅•⋅⊰∙∘☽༓☾∘∙⊱⋅•⋅ Since the moment Willow Sterling met the one and only Mattheo Riddle, her hatred towards him has only grown. However, now that she has to marry him, will they stop their petty disputes and actually try to like each other? Or will they forever be enemies?

𝘩𝘦𝘭𝘪𝘰𝘱𝘩𝘪𝘭𝘦 (𝘯.) 𝘢 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘶𝘯/𝘴𝘶𝘯𝘭𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵 ─── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ─── "Your heart is as cold as my feet are right now and we're on top of Mount Everest Mattheo. So it's bloody cold." "Tell me something I don't know." ─── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ─── rankings: #3 mattheoriddle

"𝑴𝒂𝒕𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒐?" "𝒀𝒆𝒔, 𝒅𝒐𝒍𝒍?" ⋆ ˚｡⋆୨୧˚˚୨୧⋆｡˚ ⋆⋆ ˚｡⋆୨୧˚˚୨୧⋆｡⋆ ˚｡⋆୨୧˚˚୨୧⋆｡˚ ⋆ A friendgroup full of witches and wizards growing old together...well excluding Angelina Martinez and Mattheo Riddle who are enemies. They despise each other to the core. Ever since year 1 these couple always argued at any given chance. But what happens when new feelings arise.... ☆Read to find out!☆ #1 groupchat {7/01/24} #1 instagram 5/06/24} #4 mattheo {18/02/24} #1 social media {09/09/25} #1 funny {17/05/25} All credits go to J.K Rowling for the characters except my ocs.

Y/n Potter, the famous Harry Potter's younger sister, finds herself involved with a family rival, Mattheo Riddle, and it's strictly forbidden for her to be involved with him. Due to family history, old grudges, and house loyalty, her love is considered an act of rebellion. The forbidden nature of their relationship adds a layer of tension and danger, and she'll have to navigate secret meetings, family drama, and keeping her feelings hidden from everyone. Will she hide the truth from everyone she cares about or will the truth tear down her world? Mattheo's breath was warm against her cheek. "If you wanted to be in my arms, Potter, all you had to do was ask." Y/N's entire body tensed. Oh, you smug little- She yanked her wand free, pressing it against his throat. "Let me go, Riddle." His brown eyes gleamed with amusement. "Say please."

Dawn Rosier/ Tom Riddle No soul beyond the Dark Lord's inner circle has ever laid eyes upon his sons. They exist as specters, whispers in the shadows, their names nothing more than echoes of something unseen. Yet, as all empires seek longevity, so does their ruler. The Dark Lord has decreed it-his bloodline will not fade into obscurity. It will endure. It will multiply. It will be bound by legacy, sealed in blood. Mattheo Riddle, the youngest, is a creature of indulgence, a man who plays with fate as if it were nothing more than a game of cards. A gambler. A wasted heir. There is no use binding him to a wife. But Tom... Tom is different. The firstborn. The one forged not in vice, but in duty. A blade honed by silence, sharpened by obedience. He does not falter. He does not waver. And now, he must wed. Not for love. Not for want. But because his father commands it. Because he must be the start to an unending stream of bloodshed and violence. It all should start with him. But the task would soon evolve into something neither he nor Dawn Rosier thought it could be. Yearning, Despair, Wrath and Crumbling. A story of sense and sensation, Past and Present as eternal enemies of every day. This is the story of Dawn Rosier. Tropes: Forced marriage Slow burn Age gap Dark Academia

"No strings.. no feelings... just sex." I point my finger at him, my brows raising. Dimple prominent, and a smirk on his face, he lifts his hands in the air "Just sex." "Deal?" He glanced down and my extended hand taking it in his and pulling me into his chest. "Deal." He whispered, before his lips crashed into mine.