Fanfic Watty Awards winner 2011. Lily Luna Potter is the only daughter of the famous Harry Potter. It's her fifth year at Hogwarts and her feelings for a certain golden haired Slytherin are starting to surface. He's the son of an ex-deatheater, but for some reason, she can't get him out of her head. Can she resist her temptations this year? Especially on an eventful school trip to Durmstrang for the infamous Triwizard Tournement. On the outside Scorpius Malfoy has everything, the looks, the brains and the charm but there's one thing missing. A certain red head that he can't have. Or can he? This year will change everything. Magic and Love in one story. What more can you want really? Note: I know now that the new book and play has come out it may be a little different to what happens in this story, as when I wrote this story I didn't have a clue what any of the characters were going to be like. So I'm sorry if they act out of character to whats in Harry Potter and the Cursed Child.

they met at therapy; therapy for sex addicts. (cover by elle)

Bree is thrown into the glade like everybody else. In a dark metal box with no memory of her past life. She soon comes to realize that her new life in the glade isn't the best one. That is, until she finds Newt. Featured in the official Wattpad fanfic Maze Runner fanfiction reading list! Book cover by soldtheworld All characters and settings are owned by James Dashner. I only own Bree, and a few other select characters. *Please keep in mind while reading that I wrote this when I was fourteen. (:

❝I've never been as close to a boy as I have at this moment, nor have I with a man. A man that's Luke, a man that's my step-father. This was clear, but my head continued to tell me to forget the facts and give in to the pleasures I was feeling with Luke's fingers against me. "This is so wrong," He whispered under his breath, but refused to take his hand from between my thighs.❞ ©Narry-My-Storan 2015 || Bailey Luke Daddy Kink [cover by @sweet-lemonade]

My parents always warned me about the drugs on the streets, but never did they say anything about ones with emerald eyes and a beating heart.