Sunday Louise Kincaid never belonged at Hogwarts. Not really. The only daughter of a Kentucky folk-witch and an American soldier stationed in England, Sunday grew up with holler charms, Bible hymns turned to spells, and the drawl of mountain songs in her bones. When her letter arrived on her eleventh birthday, she stepped into a castle of stone and shadows that was never built for a girl like her-an Appalachian witch with dirt under her fingernails and coal in her pocket. For six years she kept her head down. A Hufflepuff with sharp eyes and sharper instincts, Sunday avoided trouble, avoided gossip, avoided Draco Malfoy most of all. Not because she hated him-no, that would have been easy-but because she had always seen something behind his polished sneer. Something dangerous. Something broken. Something she wasn't supposed to touch. Now it's their seventh year. Voldemort has risen. The Carrows rule the school. The halls echo with screams and silence. And Sunday can't avoid Draco Malfoy anymore. He's not the boy she remembers. He's thinner. Paler. His silver eyes hollow, his hands shaking as if carrying a weight too heavy for seventeen. He's marked now-Death Eater-and everyone knows which side he stands on. But when Sunday looks at him, really looks, she sees the truth: he's unraveling. What begins as stolen glances in the library grows into whispered words in the dark. What begins as silence grows into something that feels like salvation. But salvation is dangerous. Forbidden. Impossible. As war bleeds into the walls of Hogwarts, the two of them are pulled into a secret tether of desperation and want. Every step closer is a risk. Every kiss is betrayal. When the final battle comes, Sunday will stand and fight. And Draco will face the question that has haunted him all year: When the smoke clears, will he walk back to the parents who beckon him- or toward the girl who taught him there's more than ashes waiting at the end of the world?

Daella Targaryen the daughter of Daemon Targaryen and his first wife Rhea Royce, born a month before her mother's tragic death. The Bloodlust Princess who was never accepted into any family her father created. No one would understand her hatred toward her father... ...until the first born son of Viserys Targaryen was consumed by her. And the second born son wanted to eradicate her.

"𝐈 𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐬𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐭 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐬𝐡𝐲." "𝐧𝐨, 𝐈 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐬𝐨𝐛𝐞𝐫." ‧͙⁺˚*･༓☾　　☽༓･*˚⁺‧͙ in which everette hawthorne is the witchy soulmate to a large fraction of the olympic coven. [ ofc x rosalie hale x emmett cullen | ofc x carlisle cullen | ofc x edward cullen | ofc x jasper hale ] [ bella swan x alice cullen ] [ esme cullen x ??? ]

ꜱᴀᴠɪᴏʀ ᴄᴀʀʟ ɢʀɪᴍᴇꜱ x ɴᴇɢᴀɴ'ꜱ ᴅᴀᴜɢʜᴛᴇʀ ♱ 𝐢𝐧 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐜𝐡, 𝐜𝐚𝐫𝐥 𝐠𝐫𝐢𝐦𝐞𝐬 𝐰𝐚𝐥𝐤𝐬 𝐚 𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐞 𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐭𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐠𝐨𝐝 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐟𝐞𝐫𝐚𝐥 𝐝𝐨𝐠. ♱ ᴛᴡᴅ ᴀᴜ (ʀɪᴄᴋ ᴅɪᴇꜱ, ᴄᴀʀʟ ʟɪᴠᴇꜱ, ᴛʜᴇ ꜱᴀᴠɪᴏʀꜱ ʀᴇɪɢɴ)

❝ 𝐘𝐨𝐮'𝐫𝐞 𝐬𝐮𝐜𝐡 𝐚 𝐛𝐫𝐚𝐭, 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 ? _ 𝐒𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝𝐬 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐚 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐩𝐥𝐢𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐢𝐧 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐦𝐨𝐮𝐭𝐡. _ 𝐎𝐡 𝐭𝐫𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐦𝐞 𝐝𝐚𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠, 𝐢𝐭'𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐭. ❞ So, they killed Cassandra first, cause she feared the worst And tried to tell the town So, they filled my cell with snakes, I regret to say Do you believe me now ? Harry Potter Fanfiction Story also published on fanfiction.net and AO3 ━━━━ 𝐅𝐀𝐍𝐅𝐈𝐂𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍 𝐈𝐍 𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐆𝐑𝐄𝐒𝐒

Emma Swan arrives in Storybrooke at the age of twelve after running away from her group home in Boston. Follows the original OUAT storyline a bit but I changed some for the fun of it. I obviously don't own OUAT

"𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐝𝐢𝐝𝐧'𝐭 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐩𝐮𝐥𝐥 𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐚𝐝-𝐠𝐮𝐢𝐥𝐭 𝐜𝐚𝐫𝐝 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐟𝐮𝐥𝐥 𝐰𝐞𝐥𝐥 𝐢 𝐬𝐞𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐚𝐬 𝐚 𝐟𝐚𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐟𝐢𝐠𝐮𝐫𝐞." "𝐚𝐰, 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐬𝐞𝐞 𝐡𝐨𝐭𝐜𝐡 𝐚𝐬 𝐚 𝐝𝐚𝐝!" ‧͙⁺˚*･༓☾　　☽༓･*˚⁺‧͙ in which the new bau employee has everyone wrapped around her little finger [eventual ofc x omc] [THIS IS NOT A SPENCER REID FF SO PLEASE STOP ASKING FOR IT] [starts in s3]

"𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐟𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐦. 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭'𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞?" "𝐢 𝐦𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐦 𝐰𝐚𝐭𝐜𝐡 𝐚 𝐥𝐨𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐠𝐥𝐞𝐞." ‧͙⁺˚*･༓☾　　☽༓･*˚⁺‧͙ in which the shared soulmate of the mikaelson brothers being a member of the save elena squad was the last thing anyone expected

𝐁𝐄𝐀𝐔𝐓𝐈𝐅𝐔𝐋 𝐂𝐑𝐈𝐌𝐄𝐒 a simple story where natasha romanoff takes on a mission that hits a little too close to home post aou | 2016 mama!nat + daughter!oc

𝐓𝐖𝐈𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐃 𝐓𝐎𝐍𝐆𝐔𝐄𝐒 𝐎𝐅 𝐓𝐀𝐈𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐃 𝐒𝐎𝐔𝐋𝐒 | PREVIOUSLY ADORE YOU. ･*•｡.•*･*•｡.•* ༚ ० ✧ ० ༚ *•｡.•*･*•｡.•*･ Witches were meant to protect; they were not meant to kill. But over the years, witches began to learn that not all who possessed magic wished to use it for good. No, some of them found pleasure within chaos and violence- harvesting magic from their rituals. Believing themselves to be lost beyond redemption, the witches began to seek a cure to the darkness that plagued their species. Found deep within old and ancient magic, the twisted tongues of the ancestors proved to give them faith. For a chosen one would come forth and save them all. The problem? Said chosen one was locked away in a tomb underneath the ruins of a church in Mystic Falls, Virginia, her vampire brothers believing she died the night they were turned. And the hybrid that comes to town seeking to end his thousand years of torment has a certain interest in their savior. Will their species be saved or will they succumb to the darkness that terrorizes them? OR A story in which the youngest Salvatore is brought back from the tomb and discovers her destiny was carved into stone long before that fateful night. fem oc x klaus mikaelson background ocs x kol mikaelson, elijah mikaelson, etc. I do not own The Vampire Diaries, it belongs to Julie Plec and Warner Bros. I do however own Ivy Salvatore and any other original plot, characters, etc. cover made by me. © copyright | -loonylupins