A prince, rumored to be son of the Devil. He is the definition of Danger. He is the Darkness itself. A princess. Imprisoned in her own home, only to come out once she gets married. But married to whom? *** Once upon a time, the Devil fell in love with one of the King's many wives. One night he went to her room disguised as her husband and made love to her. She got pregnant with his child. Knowing this The King ordered her execution believing his wife cheated on him, but then the Devil appeared to the king making him a deal. In exchange for great power for his Kingdom, the King will let his wife Sire The Devil's Child. The King who was greedy for power agrees to the deal and his Kingdom becomes one of the most powerful Kingdoms and the Devil's Child the seventh Prince of the Kingdom. Being a princess probably sounds nice. A life full of luxury, beautiful dresses and nice shoes but for Hazel, there is nothing nice about being a princess. She can never go outside the palace, she can never have friends, she can never eat or say or wear whatever she wants and she can never choose the person she is going to marry. Soon she's getting married to a man she has never met, a prince rumored to be Son of the Devil. *Mature content.

At sixteen, Sunngifu is more of a spoiled child than a dignified thane's daughter. She is destined to a life of wealth and power. Until her father fails to pay the Viking's tribute...

"Malfoy?" I repeated. "Kiss me." He said, suddenly. "Might as well start now." He looked at me expectantly, so full of desire, that I couldn't breathe for a moment. The emotion in Draco's eyes was something far different from the need I had grown used to seeing in Ron's eyes. Draco was looking at me like I was the only thing in the world that mattered at that very moment, his eyes devouring me hungrily as if they couldn't believe that I was really in front of him. In spite of myself, I stepped further into his embrace, pressing a hand to his chest. His hand remained on my face, still but a whisper of a touch, as if afraid that if he pushed, this fragile moment would shatter beyond repair. I stared up at him, confused by his hesitation. These were just lessons, right? I was so used to kissing Ron that this was strange, what made it even stranger was that it was Malfoy I was going to kiss. His hand unconsciously drifted to my waist, and he pulled me closer gently, making it clear that this was my choice, and I could break the embrace if I wished. His face came closer to mine, slowly but steadily, and it stopped just centimeters from mine. He was so close now, that I could see a faint scar on his lower lip. If I just moved my head a bit... ••••• When Ron cheats on Hermione because she won't satisfy him sexually, Hermione makes a deal with Draco Malfoy that will change her life forever, for better ...or worse. ••••• Warning: Contains mature content such as bad language and sexual themes. Also, mentions of rape and triggering themes. Now in editing by SirenSong55 Highest rank: #1 in Dramione #50 in fanfiction #1 in romance Cover by @khmbrleya

Previously Voldemort's Daughter- The First Time What happens when Hermione finds out who she really is? What does she do when the world crashes on top of her head? Who will she turn to? You guys, I wrote this when I was like ten or eleven. The only reason I haven't deleted it is because it has so many reads. Please don't take this as an example of my skills as a writer, I pretend it doesn't exist.

Hermione Granger is happy working in the Department of Magical Accidents and Catastrophes. That is until she gets a new co-worker that makes the job a million times more difficult, with his flirty attitude and temper. The office was once a boring place but now its turned upside down with Hermione's nagging and Draco's tantrums. Will the spoilt Malfoy ever win Hermione over? (Contains erotic scenes, mature themes and language) Co written by @Dramione_4_lyf Cover by @donutfindme

"If you call me by that name again, I will kill you," he warned her, his voice both silky and shaking through the mask's filter. Rey had the audacity to smirk at him, and she taunted, "You do not care for the sound of your own name." "I do not," he snapped. "Test me again, and it will be the last thing you do." "Your threats do not put fear inside of me." Rey shook her head, looking serene. That only enraged Kylo Ren more, and he pulled his hand up again. She used the Force to lower his hand, and he could scarcely fight through it. He grunted in aggravation and started to threaten her again, but she whispered, "Calm yourself. I'm not here to fight. I'm here to talk." He snorted with derisive laughter. "I have no wish to speak with you." Rey blinked. "Luke Skywalker sent me here to try to sway you back to the Light." "Did he?" Kylo Ren nodded and shrugged, feeling the material of his black tunic constrict uncomfortably around his shoulders. Luke Skywalker wanted to turn him back to the Light? That was rich. Kylo Ren quirked up half his mouth beneath his mask. "How unfortunate for him."