Hermione felt the pounding in her ears again. She would see him for the first time since the Great Hall, gaunt and stricken at the Slytherin table with his mother clutching his arm. She hadn't meant to look for him. Not in the corridors, not beneath the white sheets of the fallen, not on the way to the Chamber of Secrets with Ron, but she was a stupid girl.

The War is won, and Hermione Granger is back at Hogwarts as an Eighth Year, feeling reckless and determined to shed her prim bookworm persona. Also returning is Draco Malfoy, universally hated but determined to restore his family's name. Hermione's hopes for a quiet school year are quickly dashed as she contends with mischievous First Years, killer plants, enchanted hair accessories, a totally inappropriate Moaning Myrtle, renegade Death Eaters, a nice vampire, a poorly named study group, a depraved party, and mysterious, threatening blood messages on the castle walls. We have redemption, partial redemption and (sadly or hilariously) no redemption at all. Throw in a snarky, disturbingly attractive Draco with his own secret agenda, and we have a very slow-burn Dramione with a side of who-dun-it. COMPLETE!

Jeon Jungkook, a rich man with a kind heart and a baby face. Park Gyuel, a university student who is only trying to pay her tuition. Kim Chae, his lonely wife who only wants his love and not his money.

➵ winter sports / enemies to lovers au ∙ min yoongi ; the ice is what tore them apart five years ago, but can it bring them back together again?

"Kiss me." He choked on his drink, gawking over at you instantly, "HUH?!" "You know, mouth to mouth action, maybe a little tongue if you're lucky," you piped grinning smugly. He looked like he had just got hit so far up between his legs as his expression grew pained. "Please tell me you're joking," he said breathless. You grinned, "of course I'm joking." His brows jumped at that as he let out a breathy laugh of relief. "Ahh! Y/N! Not cool." He was smiling as he went in for another sip of his red crush slurpee. You timed your next remark well, smiling like an idiot. "I was joking about the mouth to mouth part," you stated quick, "now your mouth on another set of my lips..." You trailed off and laughed loudly when you practically saw red crush pour out of Jungkook's nostrils. He had snorted the drink. ------------------------ Being set up on a date is hard as it is. But being set up on a date where the boy you're with loves your best friend is even harder-and trust me, being bubbly, cute, and incredibly hilarious doesn't work on him either...but on the other members it certainly does. ------------- (PG-13 for the most part, I'll try my best with warnings if things get a little out of hand aha but hopefully it won't get too explicit) ------------- Cover was made by the sweetest, @BABYGIRLSANA on wattpad! Thank you so much Liz!!

"Jungkook. Just. Humped. Me." BTS Jungkook x Reader Bunny JK ❤️❤️ lol it sounds weird but trust me Highest Rank: [#1 in Fanfiction]

Since ancient times, on January 13th of every year, a young human is the Chosen One - descending down sheer endless stairs into the cave where the demons live. The Seven Sins. This year, you have been chosen, and you leave behind your family and all of human kind to once more protect the world from the wrath of the evil beneath. Noone has ever been back from the darkness, and knowledge is limited. Thus, I'm sure you will be surprised by what you find.

"Please. I just need a bit more time. He's a good kid, he just needs a little help" A counselor is faced with the difficult task of trying to help a young criminal. A boy who guards himself with sarcasm and narcissistic tendencies. This makes this young woman's job very hard. A battle of wits both wanting to beat the other. Both wanting to be on top. An overwhelming need to best one another. Her job is to help him and he doesn't think he needs help. "What? Your going to sit here with me for an hour a day and magically have the answer to what's wrong with me? Is that it?" "In a way, that is my job Jungkook." He scoffs. "Fucking bullshit."

Desecrating the purest of hearts. They toy with women to watch them squirm, pollinate the seeds of despair, to satiate their Seven Deadly Sins. -Ellen Hopkins

"You're still a long way from hell." He said calmly. "So what will it be, barbie?"