+18! | Professor Tom Riddle X Reader You, my dear reader, are a student at Hogwarts University. You're desperate for recognition and good grades but tend to have some problems with Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher Tom Riddle. Your final school year is going to be a pure absolute hell or a rather meek version of hell when the dark secrets behind your Teacher have begun to come to the fore. WARNINGS AND TAGS: Only for adult audiences! This is a very heavy fanfic. Please don't read if you feel uncomfortable about it. Viewer description is recommended. ⚠️ All rights reserved go to @plasebo3ff3ct. THIS ISN'T MY STORY! The original author account got deleted. I and many others loved that story ALOT so unfortunately there won't be any more updates other than the ones I've posted here.

❝ All that is gold does not glitter, Not all those who wonder are lost; The old that is strong does not wither, Deep roots are not reached by the frost. From the ashes a fire shall be woken, A light from the shadows shall spring; Renewed shall be blade that was broken: The crownless again shall be king. ❞ or in which a girl who is a little too obsessed with books finds herself in a new land and in the middle of a prophecy much like the ones she reads about. not to mention that she has to go through this with her best friends and the very boy that she finds herself falling more in love with every day. she always wanted to experience a journey like the ones she grew up reading about, but now that it's here and she's finding out things about herself that she never knew before, she's in for more than what she had expected. welcome to the world of Rosemary Claire Kirke. - - - { Edmund Pevensie x OC } | Based off of the Narnia Chronicles | started - 3/18/19 completed - 9/14/20 as of 2/28/23 a new part has been added to this book with an original storyline. updated completion date to come <3

Complete. Original Title - A Pirate's Kiss: Ressurection (The third instalment of the A Pirate's Kiss Trilogy) After a horrific betrayal and a devastating loss how can Circe ever hope to move on? Dead inside, she wanders the ocean alone without purpose, while those she loved continue to search for her, hope fading with every passing day. In the Earth Kingdom tension is rising after the untimely death of the Elven King is made public. The throne calls for a new ruler but who is worthy to step up and accept the crown? So many years of banishment has left the Earth Kingdom divided and broken and putting it back together will be no easy task. Will this new ruler turn out to be friend or foe? Zalas hunts the Earth for his sister who has not been seen since the day of the sacrifice. Little does he know that Aranel has been working to her own agenda and is prepared to cut down anyone who tries to stand in her way. Still haunted by his actions towards Circe can the Air Prince redeem himself enough to finally be able to ask forgiveness? Meanwhile, unbeknown to her, Circe is being hunted by a force more terrible than the world has ever seen. He scours the oceans for her with death in his eyes, leaving a wake of devastation in his path. The ocean is a big place, but no-one can hide forever and what will she do when fate finally catches up with her? Circe is hearing whispers on the wind for some secrets are too big to keep quiet and as she comes back to the world, will she find revenge as she ventures down the path of truth? Or will she find something else entirely? She has been searching for her happy ending for a long time but it seems as far out of reach as ever. There is someone who can help her find it though, but first she has to find him.

"I didn't ask to be in the middle of your ego-battle," I grumble. Blake pins me to my locker, hands resting on either side of my head. "Well, you got it in anyway, Darling," he whispers. His face is inches away from mine and damn me for licking my lips. I am NOT falling for these guys. And then, at the corner of my eye I spot Owen and his gang approaching. Well, that's just great. *** The West and East gang of Tygerwell have been at each other's throats since the dawn of time. And the two leaders of these gangs want to end the fight, once and for all. But fighting with fists is easy. Fighting with wit and charm, is a whole other ball game. Blake. West-side gang leader. Leather jacket and killer glare. Don't talk back. Owen. East-side gang leader. Fancy coat and toxic stare. Don't resist. And in comes Amber. Hair of gold and oceans in her eyes. Has too much sass for her own good and always, ALWAYS, manages to get into the middle of trouble. But these boys have no idea who they're really dealing with. And when Amber descovers she knows a little too much when it comes to guns and fighting, she has to question everything she thought she knew about herself. Three can play this game. *** "Let's settle this. You got rejected, I got rejected. It's only fair that the fate of the gangs be on who gets the girl first." "That sounds rather good, Rhodes. I'll take that bet on the golden girl." *** COMPLETED FICTION AWARDS: Best new story and best new account Highest ranking in Teen Fiction: #1 on 25/06/2018

"*Completed*"I froze the first boy I ever kissed. And I don't mean he got cold feet..." Megan is pretty unhappy when she's forced to move to a tiny, freezing town in Canada. It's going to be totally boring, right? Things heat up when she discovers that she possesses a growing power that's becoming more and more difficult to control. Not only that, but the power has attracted some interesting people. A smouldering young man who claims to be her rescuer, and his icy but attractive enemy. They're both claiming to be the good guy, so who exactly is she supposed to trust? Megan finds herself embroiled in an ancient battle between two kingdoms, slowly discovering an identity she never knew she had. Cover designed by Marie Tilmant

"Love your hair gorgeous..." Katerina Ferdine's dad had asked her to do one simple task. Bring his lunch to him at work since she was home sick. That was all, he didn't tell her to get caught up in the insane mess that was Jerome Valeska but sometimes things just don't go to plan... I do not own any DC characters, although I do own Katerina and any other characters I add down the line. Don't judge by the summary I assure you it's better than it looks. Book is relatively clean, nothing more mature than what's in Gotham so you guys are all good ;) Rankings Xx #336 in fanfiction. #1 in JeromeValeska. #1 in Gotham #1 in Joker I'm an interactive writer, comment and I'll reply I promise.

"Your parents are rich?" "They were." "So where's the money now?"

What can a slave girl do when she's but a pawn in a game of kings? Sent to infiltrate the enemy kingdom as the new bride of the King of Palandyre, Cinclair has only one goal in mind: the prize is her freedom, the price is his life, and the task is murder. But the man she must kill ignites in her a fire she cannot quench, sends her blood racing with the first flash of his grin and the tilt of his brow, and it feels like a dagger in her gut to see him falling for a mask she wears and the lies she's spun, because one more day his passion grows means one less day that he may live. As stakes climb higher and the war drums pound louder outside the castle walls, the hour of his death draws unforgivably near. But the heart cannot kill what the heart beats for... and her heart beats for his. [ cover by @VaineLuchia ]

Every King needs a Queen. Sebastian isn't going to let his slip away, no matter how hard she tries. +++++ Sequel to Million Dollar Man

"You'll be fine?" I shrieked. "You just got freaking stabbed! You're letting out more blood than a girl on her period! You are not going to be fine! I have to call the police. No wait, I have to call an ambulance! Oh my God, why didn't I think of that before? Stupid, Genevi-" "Stop talking!" he growled, turning away. I wrung my hands together in panic, trying to calm myself down. "I can take care of this, kitten. Leave me alone. It's just a small wound. Not like I haven't been stabbed before." he muttered the last part. "What?!" "Leave." he growled. I stared at him, unable to close my mouth. I had never seen someone get stabbed before. Heck, I had never seen someone get into a fight before. Ever. The only violence I had experienced was in movies. It was unfortunate for me that I found out how I would react in a danger situation like this. And by react, I mean completely flip the hell out. *LANGUAGE WARNING*