In which the sun polar the moon and chaos parts in the midst of it. "Are you my sweet witch or Nott's pretty girl, Clarke?" Draco grinned as she bucked her hips, inching herself closer on his lap. Isla smiled, provokingly and she brushed her lips against his, holding her stare in Theodore's from across the room. Leaning in as she whispered, "Both." ____ A Theodore Nott & Draco Malfoy fanfiction with a bunch of messy plots. Trigger warnings. This book contains mature content such as sexual scenes, sometimes heavy and violent sexual scenes, violent actions, toxicity, alcohol, the use of nicotine, and foul language. All the characters in this book are over the age of 18. ____ I do own Isla Grace Clarke, Mila Walker, Leo, and Ava Green, along with the plots created by me, but other than that, I do not own any of the characters/events in this book. All credits go to J.K Rowling.

Harry Styles, jako naczelny słynnego portalu internetowego, zawsze był surowy i wymagający, ale wydawało się, że dla wiecznie spóźniającej się Florence był w tym wszystkim wyjątkowy. Kiedy dziennikarka popełnia błąd, musi dokonać wyboru - pożegnać się ze swoją karierą lub zgodzić się na układ, który zaproponował jej Harry. - Wyjdź za mnie. - to oferta, która wywróci życie Flore do góry nogami, chociaż wydawało się, że skończy się na podpisaniu kilku papierów. #1 w Fanfiction - 12.10.17 #2 w Fanfiction - 11.10.17 #3 w Fanfiction - 08.10.17 #4 w Fanfiction - 02.10.17 #5 w Fanfiction - 06.10.17

𝐏𝐀𝐏𝐄𝐑 𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒 *:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧ ❝ 𝐈 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐲 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬, 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐈'𝐝 𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐲 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐩𝐚𝐩𝐞𝐫 𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬. ❞ In which Luna Moretti just wants to get through high school without any drama, but a certain curly haired, blue eyed boy ❨ who may or may not be a show choir double agent ❩ has other ideas. ❝ 𝐃𝐚𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠, 𝐲𝐨𝐮'𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐈 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭. ❞ ❨ glee - seasons one to three ❩ ❨ fem!oc x jesse st james/santana lopez❩ ❨ fem!oc x quinn fabray ❩ ❨ fem!oc x sam evans ❩ ❨ jakesperaltas © 2020, 2021, 2022, 2023 ❩

BOOK 2 of 2 It felt like it's been months since she last saw him. She didn't even know if he was dead or alive. And all Vanessa could only hope he was. Living without him was hard, but that was the only thing she could do for him. Will she ever see him again? Or will she find someone else she could love as much as she did him? Will people leave her now, when she's most vulnerable? Who will leave and who will stay?

BOOK 1 of 2 All Vanessa Eaton had ever wanted was to start over. Most of all, she wanted to be free. When the opportunity to rid herself of her abusive father arises, Vanessa decides to throw caution to the wind and grab fate by its horns. Her choices lead her to Dauntless and she holds onto hope that her new faction would give her the strength she needed. Just when she thinks she has finally caught a break, life throws her a curveball. Not only is she brought face-to-face with her long lost brother, who was nothing like she'd remembered, but a certain blue-eyed leader seems to have his sights set on her. Now, Vanessa is faced with a new set of challenges and she must decide who to trust...one wrong move and she might just end up at the bottom of the Chasm.

So close yet so far away and they want more. Crave more. Love, hate, history, loyalty and a secret. A dilemma. For Vinnie, the chief of the infirmary, it seems the war will start and end well for the Dauntless and other opponents of the Divergent. She's prepared, her extraordinary skills making her confident, though that attitude changes immediately when a seemingly harmless little note, left at her doorstep, brings up history and painful memories. A long kept secret threatens to spill, putting Vinnies life at risk though there's no other choice but to go into the war and watch her own back. For Eric, one of the leaders, it seems the war will start and end well for the Dauntless and other opponents of the Divergent. He's prepared, his extraordinary skills making him confident, though he can sense that something just isn't right. Someone, who he grew very close to and learned to honor and cherish, is being threatened and could be taken away from him though there's no other choice but to go into the war and hope for the best.

Lily Potter, siostra Chłopca-Który-Przeżył, dostała imię po matce. Po pobycie w Durmstrangu wraca na 4 rok nauki do Hogwartu. Brat wspiera ją i chroni, jak tylko może. Dziewczyna przeżywa wiele uczuć, które zdążyły zniknąć w poprzedniej szkole. Nienawiść, złość, smutek, rozczarowanie..., ale także przyjaźń, szczęście, a nawet... Miłość. -Nie musisz tego robić! - krzyknęłam, próbując opanować drżenie głosu. -Ty nic nie rozumiesz! Jeśli tego nie zrobię, ON zabije mnie, moją rodzinę i ciebie... - spuścił głowę, po czym spojrzał na mnie - Wie, że mi na tobie zależy, Potter. - czyli znów przechodzimy na nazwiska? -Chwyć mnie za rękę, Malfoy... Zaznaczam, że dalszy ciąg, czyli część druga jest dużo lepsza.

,, Elizabeth Newton, no relation to Isaac. Pleasure to meet you. ,, in which a young lady of society navigates her way through the marriage market, catching the attention of a certain viscount... Anthony Bridgerton x OC Highest Ranks: #2 in Bridgerton #3 in Anthony Bridgerton #2 in Romance Fanfiction

Amity, the love faction. Dauntless the dangerous faction. Autumn the kindhearted Amity. Eric the heartless Dauntless leader. What happens when Amity is threatened by the Dauntless and a war is on edge? The only way to stop the war is with a treaty, a treaty that says the oldest child if between the ages of 17-20, have to go to Dauntless and become a soldier. Autumn the kind, and Eric the brave. Disclaimer: This is not about an abusive relationship I don't believe in encouraging those, this is about two people who bring out the best in each other despite their differences.

"I will never love you" I hiss digging my nails into his bulging bicep. "Trust me sweetheart I'll kill myself before I ever fall for a bitch like you" he replies slamming me against the wall. Death is all I wished for when I learnt that I'd be pinned down to this asshole for the rest of my life. Why didn't I just stay in Candor? I wish I was never born in the first place. Better off I wish I killed my father when I had the chance.