In which honesty had never been so missed and verity ever so falsified. "Then ruin me, Malfoy." - A Draco Malfoy fanfic with a messy plot. Trigger warning. This story contains mature content. Such as sexual scenes, sometimes heavy and violent sexual scenes, violent actions, alcohol, emotional trauma, cheating, drugs, and foul language, 18 + All the characters in this book are over the age of 18. I do own Clara Adams, Navy White, William White, Asher Lewis Dalton, and the plots created by me. But other than that, I do not own any characters or events in this story. All credit goes to J.K Rowling.

"Because this was just a one-time thing, right?" she raised an eyebrow. "Just a one-night stand sort of thing," she muttered. "Hm, just a one-night stand sort of thing," he nodded, looking away from her as he rolled his tongue on the inside of his cheek as he got up from the bed. ~ Lots of smut, so i recommend you read this if you're 15+

Platinum Blonde hair, aristocratic features, cold hands gripping her thighs, sweet nothings, vulgar words and moonlit eyes showing how badly he would be damned for her. Annalise wanted all of it. She never wanted anything this bad. She never asked for anything than to wake up with him every morning. She never expected to fall for her nemesis. She never expected to fall for someone who's afraid of falling. She never expected to fall for a boy with traumas. She never expected to fall for the boy who had hurt her. She never expected to fall for her roommate. But she did. And now it's fucking her up. ◆ Warning: Matured Content, suitable for readers above the age of 17. It includes harassment and vulgar use of words, I suggest you read it at your own risk.

His hands gripped her waist, and his head fit perfectly in the crook of her neck. She leaned back into his chest, a small smile spreading across her face as she tilted her head to one side, allowing him to lean down and plant light kisses down her neck. Her hand reached up and curled around the back of his neck, gently pulling him down because she wanted him even closer. Her hips began swaying with the music. He tightened his grip on her waist before moving his hips as well, pressing them tight against hers. She moved her hips from side to side, the friction sending a new wave of heat through Draco. "Fuck, do that again," he muttered against her neck. │MATURE CONTENT WARNING; ALL CHARACTERS ARE 18+│ J.K. Rowling owns all of the characters except for Alora Lin. Highest Rankings: #1 in dm #1 in dracofanfic #1 in dracolovestory #1 in dracotok #1 in hermione #1 in ravenclaw #1 in ronweasley #1 in spice #2 in dracoluciusmalfoy #2 in dracomalfoy #2 in harrypotter #3 in fanfiction #3 in hufflepuff #7 in malfoy #8 in draco

"Fuck, Evan," Draco groaned, tilting his head back. He looked back down at her, his eyes darting from her eyes to her lips to her fingers. She was playing with herself with renewed enthusiasm, her face screwed up as she laid, splayed before him, on the common room couch. "Faster, babygirl." Draco froze in horror, slamming the breaks. He stared at Blackwood as if she had just spontaneously combusted before his eyes. Wait-what in the flying fuck did he just call her?! - - - Sequel to Fuckboy, Draco's POV. This is more cringey than the first one. *DracoMalfoyxOC* *SlytherinShenanigans* *Whywontdracojuststfu?*

"You want to know what I taste like?" I say, leaving my mouth slightly open. I can feel Malfoy's breath on my lips. He doesn't answer, but his breath hitches as he looks down. "You really want to know?" "Just do it," Malfoy barks. "So I can have some fucking peace." "I taste. . ." I start, leaning in. Malfoy closes his eyes, his brows furrowing, and I chuckle at the agony of it. ". . . Like dirt. Mud, even. And does the Slytherin Prince really want to get his lips dirty?" --- This fanfiction is cringey. *Draco MalfoyxOC* *Mature Content* *Messy Ass Plot* *Theodore Nott Supremacy*

Kallista Zenia Emrys is born in the world of high society pure bloods. Being one of the last remaining descendants of Merlin- the Greatest Wizard of all time- she finds herself being weighed down by the extremely high expectations that her name gives. Starting Hogwarts, Kally quickly learns the hate that comes with being a Slytherin. She finds comfort in her Slytherin friends who face similar responsibilities. A handsome blonde being one of those.

In which love lived to be lethal, and sin strived to heal all. "I will kill every soul that tries to scratch yours." They would constantly tear the world apart to keep each other in pieces. ____ A slow-burn Draco Malfoy love story with a heavy plot. Trigger warning. This story contains mature content. Such as violent actions, sexual actions, abuse, rape, character deaths, signs of self-harm, psychological trauma, and foul language, 18+ only, All the characters in this book are over the age of 18. I do own Amelie Avery and the plots created by me, but other than that, I do not own any characters or events in this story. All credit goes to J.K Rowling.

"This is a bad idea," Diana whispered against his lips, her fingers already tangled in his hair. Draco let out a low moan at the sensation of her nails dragging against his scalp. "Terrible idea," he rasped, but neither pulled away. ... Diana Kinsley has always prided herself on being untouchable. Fiercely independent, sharp-tongued, and impossible to control, she's spent years convincing herself that love is a weakness. Especially when it comes to Draco Malfoy. Once childhood best friends, Diana and Draco have spent the last few years tearing each other apart. Their fourth year shattered whatever they used to be, leaving behind nothing but resentment, jealousy, and a rivalry so intense it borders on obsession. Every interaction is a fight waiting to happen: cruel insults, explosive arguments, and tension that feels far too heated to be simple hatred. Then Draco betrays Pansy, detonating what little remained of their friend group, and things only get worse when he publicly exposes Diana's biggest secret: Greyhaven. Overnight, the thing Diana has spent her entire life trying to bury becomes gossip, humiliation, and ammunition for everyone around her. Humiliated and furious, Diana and Pansy decide to get revenge. Draco refuses to go down quietly. What starts as petty retaliation quickly spirals into something messier, darker, and far more dangerous than any of them intended. Because beneath all the hatred is something neither Diana nor Draco knows how to control: an attraction that burns just as violently as their anger. The more they try to destroy each other, the more impossible it becomes to stay away.

"I've never...ever in my whole fucking life let someone in, but you have managed to infiltrate me in every sense of the word. I hate more than anything that you are my weakness, Rose, but you are and I need you to realize that and admit that I am the same to you before I lose my fucking mind." His eyes squinted with tear of frustration and desperation. Why did I have the urge to wipe them away as one slid down his cheek? (TWs in AN) *DO NOT REPOST OR PRINT WITHOUT PERMISSION* *THE CHARACTERS I OWN ARE ROSE EROS, LEONARDO RILEY, CELIA RILEY, FLORA AND VICTOR EROS! ALL OTHER CHARACTERS BELONG TO JKR!!*