"My final letters, were they read? Or were they written in vain?" Although born in France, Juliette Villeneuve often spent her childhood summers in London. With the passing of each summer, her adoration for a certain Bridgerton boy grew. During their months apart, the two would exchange lively letters. That is until a family tragedy kept Juliette from returning to London. Soon after, the letters to Juliette abruptly halted. Three years later, Juliette returns to London in midst of the social season, in search of a dear husband. Despite her efforts, she could not rid herself of Anthony Bridgerton and the bitterness that closely followed. Anthony Bridgerton was a demon that plagued her dreams as well as her reality. BRIDGERTON FANFICTION Anthony Bridgerton x OC [COMPLETED] 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐝: 𝐣𝐚𝐧𝐮𝐚𝐫𝐲 𝟏𝐬𝐭, 𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟏 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐩𝐥𝐞𝐭𝐞𝐝: 𝐣𝐮𝐧𝐞 𝟐𝟖𝐭𝐡, 𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟏 𝐞𝐝𝐢𝐭𝐞𝐝:

I have known the Bridgertons for most my life. Daphne is my best friend and the closest to a sister I will ever have. Being the only child isn't just lonely. It's a constant reminded of the future I will have if something were to happen to my father, and if I ever try to forget, my mother will be there to make sure I remember. Then there is Lord Bridgerton-- Anthony...I have loved him for as long as I have known what love was. He makes my heart pound and my knees unsteady. One moment of weakness made it easier to believe he could love back, but my mother isn't going to wait for him to maybe ask for my hand. My reality is that I must get married and he will never want to marry me. I have one more London season to find my match before my mother makes one for me... ________________________ This story is based off the Bridgerton books series by Julia Quinn(that I highly recommend). I haven't seen the show (only parts). So, any relation to the characters, situations, or events relating to the book or show clearly do not belong to me. **Please don't come for my history accuracy. I did the best I could.**

"We can't keep tipping the scale of friendship, Sebastian." I say, my voice trembling as I meet his gaze. His expression falters, vulnerability flickering across his face. "Then tell me, Y/N-what do we call this?" ────⋆⋅☆⋅⋆── Returning to Hogwarts for your seventh year, you're still celebrated for your heroic deeds during fifth year. But fame comes with its challenges, and nothing complicates life more than unspoken emotions. Over the summer, you, Ominis, and Sebastian made a solemn pact: no matter what, nothing would break your trio apart. One condition, however, left you uneasy-Ominis forbade any romance between you and Sebastian, convinced it would only bring chaos. You agreed, believing your feelings for Sebastian were purely platonic. But as the new school year begins, the line between friendship and something deeper began to blur. Leander Prewett, persistent as ever, refuses to take no for an answer when it comes to his infatuation with you that started in your fifth year. Desperate for a solution, you turn to Sebastian for help, thinking it might finally end Leander's advances. Little did you know, this small request would set the stage for a far more tangled web of emotions and forbidden feelings.

After the Chaos will be rewritten soon. After the Chaos - The Devil's Memories Violet Brixton was never like the others. Arriving at Hogwarts in her fifth year, she possesses an ancient and rare magic. She has overcome a painful past to become a brilliant student, surrounded by loyal friends and a perfect boyfriend. In her seventh year, everything finally seems to be going her way... except when it comes to Sebastian Sallow. Since her arrival, their rivalry has become legendary, marked by fierce duels and sharp exchanges. Him, dark and unpredictable. Her, proud and determined. Between them, the slightest contact sparks a fire. But fate is capricious. It pushes them onto a path where they'll have to set aside their hatred, join forces, and perhaps discover what they never wanted to see. *** This story is a translation of the original French story Après le Chaos. Please be understanding, English is not my native language. WARNING: This fanfiction reveals elements of the story from the game Hogwarts Legacy. Some details may be altered or omitted for the sake of the story. Any resemblance to real persons is purely coincidental. Cover illustration created by the talented @likha_zen on Instagram. All Rights Reserved. Plagiarism, as defined by Article L122-4 of the Penal Code, is punishable by 3 years of imprisonment and a fine of €300,000, in accordance with Articles L-335-2 and L-335-3 of the Intellectual Property Code.

"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.