At Hogwarts, there is a boy that everyone knows of. A boy with a heart of ice, hair like snowflakes, piercing gray eyes and perfume that smells exactly like winter. And winter just so happens to be Y/N's favorite season.
"Do you think that I'd be a Hufflepuff too?" Her eyes gleamed in a reflection of the stars above head. "Yeah. Maybe even Gryffindor." He had said, with a smile tugging at the ends off his lips. -- Newt Scamander is taking a trip to New York as just a visit. A small get-a-way is what he wanted to call it. But, after...
When Daiyu is summoned with dozens of other girls to be the Emperor's concubine, she doesn't think that she'll be chosen. Although beautiful and kind, she's hardly qualified to be with the emperor, whose name is stained with blood and whose reputation is blacker than sin. When she accidentally catches the eye of Emper...