Safeiarrah Celeste Phoenix have had a deep liking to her best friend, Fred. She's said nothing about her feelings to him, to anyone at all. He didn't seem interested in her the way she was, at least she thought he wasn't. And the feeling lingered in the back of her mind as she soared around the world, away from London. And after the second wizarding war, she vanished from thin air, until three years later. What if upon her arrival back to London a new, bolder, wiser version of herself exercised all the dirty things she learned upon her absence to Fred? Will he take her offer? Or will he choose to give their friendship over love? WARNING!!! SMUT! MATURE CONTENT (sexual content, language, drugs, violence) I warned you for a reason, please take that into account before you read. {DISCLAIMER: Credits to JK Rowling for the HP characters and the wizarding world. However, this is NOT canon to the story. A fiction, an AU where Fred Weasley survives the war and it's timed and dated three years after the war, 2001 and forward} Started 01/31/21

A Fred Weasley FanFiction Heléna Victoria Granger, Hermione Granger's little sister, gets sorted into Gryffindor with her best friend Ginny Weasley. For Heléna, Fred has always been an impossible love, just a crush for her bestfriend's brother. Everything changes when he really notices her, and she can't escape anymore. ✧˖°. ⋆｡˚ ENGLISH IS NOT MY FIRST LANGUAGE, sorry for eventual mistakes. Slow Burn, deals with topics that may offend sensitivity. The story contains explicit scenes. All characters belong to JK. Rowling, except Heléna, who was created by me. All rights reserved.

A collection of my Peter Steele imagines. (Not including my short story, This Wasn't Supposed To Happen, But I'm Glad It Did.) Extended imagines have a skull 💀 in the title, and exclusive imagines have a rose 🌹.

Life was killing him. So, to escape the chaos of touring, the pressures of the music business, the insanity of Brooklyn, and the demons that haunted him Peter takes a well deserved vacation with his love where they can live out their fantasies...at least temporarily. A companion piece to Like Loving the Dead. This fic contains sexual situations and implied substance abuse. Reader discretion is advised.

"This is why I don't date musicians." At least that's what she told herself. Following the demise of a previous relationship, Lizzy packed her heart with ice, vowing to never get hurt again. That is until she met someone who would light her soul on fire.

Awfully boring, never-ending summer vacation. It's just started and you're already missing school. No, of course you're not a nerd! You're just out of that crazy thing that they call home. You're all out of yelling, shouting and arguing, literally 24 hours a day, 7 days a week. Thanks, mom. What will help you? What will get you out? - Unfortunately, sooner than you know, you'll be drawn into a complete different thing. A person, actually. Or fortunately? Tall, dark and mysterious, harsh and intriguing, impatient. A veil of secrets is swirling in the depths of his silky black hair. Is he the man for you? 🌿🌿🌿🌿🌿🌿🌿🌿🌿🌿🌿 °love eternal lust infernal bleeding, burning needing, yearning°