Tom Riddle was bound to never know love. Despite being raised together at Wool's Orphanage, Tom Riddle quickly began seeing Victoria Clearwater as an enemy once they started attending Hogwarts. But there seems to be more than he's letting on, as he watches her befriend the Marauders. Ultimately, Victoria has to betray someone she loves in order to protect the other person she loves dearly. And there is far more at stake than just her loved ones... no.1 #tomriddle

Death had always walked beside her, a shadow stitched to her soul. She fought. She won. But what was left to claim? The castle around her - the only home she had ever known - was crumbling into ruin. Stone shattered under fire. Bodies carpeted the ground, faces she would never forget, lives she had failed to save. Victory meant nothing when it was built on a graveyard. She was alone. And worse, she was alive. She had died before. Had died and returned, as if cursed to never know peace, cursed to be the master of death, forever hunted by the thing that should have claimed her. Death It was her shadow, her lover, and her tormentor. It whispered to her in the silence, tugged at her with every breath she drew, a cat playing with its prey, savoring the chase. She tried to undo it - to tear a hole in time, to claw back 46 hours, to steal even one life from the jaws of death. But time does not bargain with the broken. It is a vengeful thing, wild and cold. It seized her, flung her not back 46 hours but 46 years, into a past dripping with shadows and secrets. The castle stood whole then - but the rot was already there, festering beneath the stone. And Death, patient and cruel, was already waiting for her in the cracks of the world, ready to finish what it had begun. Smiling at her from the darkness. Death wearing the face of Tom Riddle *Mature themes* Enemy's to lovers *Tom Riddle*

He was born from shadows. I was born to see through them. Tom Riddle was never supposed to love anyone. But in our final year at Hogwarts, everything changed - not with spells or war, but with stolen glances, late-night arguments, and the summer I came back different. I was the girl no one expected to matter. Funny. Kind. Slytherin, but warm. And he... was cold, brilliant, and terrifying. Until he wasn't. This is the story of how love didn't save him - we saved each other. 🕊️ A slow-burn, emotional romance with softness, redemption, and the quiet power of choosing love over legacy. Story new revised (All rights reserved. The rights of the characters and maybe some other stuff belong to J.K. Rowling, I'm only borrowing them for my story) Content Warning: This story contains explicit sexual content, mature themes, and detailed intimacy between adult characters only.

◾️Enemies to lovers ◾️Knife to throat ◾️One bed trope ◾️Plot twists 🔳WARNING🔳 M (If your triggered by any of these please don't read) __________ I felt his knife explore my collarbone as he went further down, roughly carving my skin. "Using a knife? Not so pure blood of you Astors" His knife was gliding down my shoulder as I struggled to move. "Then I guess it's your type of thing, isn't it halfblood" I smiled without giving him satisfaction. __________ This book is filled with wild desires, betrayal, death a girl that was abused her whole life and with that came her past to haunt her. Zara Astors used to attend a magic school that taught dark and brutal magic and later transfers to Hogwarts where she meets the one and only Tom Riddle. One thing that she didn't know was that she was one of the most powerful witches. When she meets Tom Riddle he makes her life a nightmare and her haunted life is full of rage, power, betrayal, death, and blood. Tom Riddle has deadly desires, but Zara craves and desires the same dominance and power, but something is holding her back.