"We can't do this." I whisper as our lips re-connect, a tingling fire surging through my body as his hands ravage unexplored lands; my innocence dissipating away with every peck he trails down my neck. "I know we can't. That's why it's so exciting." He replies through kisses. His effortless charm intoxicates me; drowning me; hunting me; devouring me. "What if my brother finds out?" The perpetuated patter of the rain unable to subdue my groan as he digs his nails deeper into my skin. "Who cares." ********** Welcome to my story, where an innocent boy finds a not so innocent boy in his bed; where they do not so innocent things. - YOP

Kinsley Wright didn't come from money, but her friendship with Mafia princess, Adriana Romano, flung her into a lavish world that was luxurious and intimidating all wrapped into one. When she gains the attention of wealthy mafia bad boys, Dane Moretti and Tyson Santoro, her world is knocked off it's axis and seems to stop turning all together. As her feelings grow for both deliciously dangerous men, Kinsley feels forced to choose between them, but what if she doesn't have to? What if they are ready and willing to share her...to make her theirs?

"What happened?" he asked sternly. She sat still and made sure her hood was covering her bruised cheek. He noticed her unease like no one else. "Nothing." She answered. He mentally noted the scratchy sound in her voice. He carefully walked towards her while shaking his head. "Who is hurting you?" WARNING: Adult content, strong language, violence, and a lot of sexual content. This story is graphic and may be too intense for some readers. I suggest readers 17 and older. Read at your own risk.

*set during Half Blood Prince but doesn't follow exact storyline* They were on opposite sides of the war. Harry Potter was on the good side, the light side. He was fighting against Voldemort and against the death eaters. Most importantly, he was fighting for his family and his friends. He was fighting so they didn't have to die. Draco Malfoy was on the dark side. He fought at Voldemort's disposal, desperate for his fathers approval. He was forced to do bad things to appease the Dark Lord or feel his father's wrath. What happens when light and dark are bound together? Will one force be strong enough to bring one boy to the other side? Or will deep-seated hate push the two sides farther apart? Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter or any characters associated with Harry Potter. J.K. Rowling has that privilege. I just came up with this story and wanted to write it 😛