Everyone knew Harry Potter was the Boy Who Lived. No one knew Sophia Porter was the Dark Lord's daughter. Raised in shadows under a borrowed surname, Sophia enters Hogwarts the same year the Chamber of Secrets reopens-quiet, sharp-eyed, and terrifyingly powerful for a girl of eleven. Sorted into Slytherin, she keeps her secrets buried beneath poise and control. No one knows she speaks Parseltongue. No one sees her slip through the dungeons to stir the darkness beneath the school. No one suspects she walks the same halls as Draco Malfoy-not just as a student, but as a future weapon. She is the serpent's heir. The blood-born legacy of Voldemort himself. And when war rises, so will she. From first year deception to graveyard resurrections, Sophia Riddle is a dark retelling of the wizarding world-where victory doesn't belong to the light, and the most dangerous girl at Hogwarts isn't who anyone suspects. Until it's far too late.

"Because I don't want to make it harder for her. Because I don't want to be the thing that complicates her life. Because I know what it's like to carry something quietly and not know where to put it. So I settle. I settle with distance. With silence. With pretending that the absence of her name in my mouth means the absence of her in my head. Because it's my brothers girlfriend of a few years."

Ellie Harrows- anyone who knew snowboarding knew her she was the best of the best, she was throwing tricks no one else could , Mark Mcmorris ran into her on the slopes - literally. That's where their story started.

I clicked my feet on my board and stood tall, hands on my hips looking up at him. He was staring at me. Blinking and taking a step closer, he placed a hand on my waist, shocking me. Even through the thickness of my jacket, I felt the pressure of his hand. Looking at me dead in the eyes he said, "You're hips are angled a little off," Shifting my body slightly, he looked down at my feet. "And you've got to bend a bit more when you take off." He tapped at my knee and made me crouch slightly. I was listening but only partially because my heart beat seemed to be louder than his voice. "Got it?" He said catching my eye. "Mhhmm," I mumbled, trying to breathe slowly. *************************************** A girl, her snowboarding dreams, a 3 year long crush on her snowboarding guy best friend, an encounter with a famous snowboarding legend with a secret, an adorable small child, two best friends who'd kill for her, and the competition she's waited for her whole life. It could not get more chaotic than that. Started: July 2022 Completed: June 2024

call it what you want, i'm completely i love with him. EDITING!!! robert irwin x fem!oc

'How I obsessively adore you' ˏˋ°•*⁀➷ started➛30/03/2024 finished➛29/12/2024 ˏˋ°•*⁀➷ cover by me x

Esme Travere thought she'd found her family when she was sixteen. Instead, she found years of bruises, broken promises, and the kind of love that came with conditions. When Severin throws her out with nothing but a carry-on and their six-month-old daughter, Esme swears Juliette will never grow up thinking love looks like this. Thanks to a chain of women with no patience for cowards, Esme ends up in Monaco, working in Pascale Leclerc's salon. And there, between hair dye and daycare runs, she meets Pascale's middle son-a Formula 1 driver with too-kind eyes, who looks at her like she's already halfway his.

He was the monster they warned her about. And she loved him anyway. Daniella Lockwood was never supposed to fall for Klaus Mikaelson. But somehow, between stolen glances, late-night painting sessions, and the gentle way he said her name, she did. Completely. Recklessly. "I don't know," he said after a second. "Sometimes I feel like I'm in a version of my life I wasn't supposed to get. Like the universe made a mistake and let me have this." Daniella didn't say anything right away. She just leaned her head on his shoulder. "Well," she said softly, "if this is a mistake, let's both be wrong together." A story of love, grief, and the kind of forgiveness that doesn't come easy, because love is never logical. Oc x Klaus Mikaelson

this slope is treacherous this path is reckless this slope is treacherous and i like it lando norris x fem!oc

At 23, Sloane Hamilton is more than just Lewis Hamilton's little sister. She's a Grand Slam champion, ranked No. 23 in the world, and quietly chasing something even bigger: her own name in a sport that rarely lets women define themselves outside headlines. Her world is built on discipline, pressure, and the weight of expectation. Jannik Sinner is the ATP World No. 1 - calm, focused, famously private. He's crossed paths with Sloane for years on tour, but they've never spoken. Not really. Until Monaco. One unexpected conversation in the Ferrari paddock sets off a slow unraveling - of walls, assumptions, and what it means to let someone in. Between Grand Slam ambitions, media scrutiny, and the legacy of a last name that never quite fades, Sloane and Jannik find themselves caught in something neither of them saw coming. And in tennis, as in life, timing is everything. JannikSinner x oc Fiction! Started: 7.7.25 Finished: 16.7.25 🥈 #Lewishamilton 🥇#tennis 🥈#f1 🥇#janniksinner