How did it feel? It felt like he was barely holding it together. She, of all people, should shun him. Or yell at him. Curse him. Spit at him. Take out her wand and blast him off the face of the earth. It was crushing guilt and relief and confusion all at once when he looked at Hermione Granger. The monotony of Draco's daily routine had become both a lifeline and a noose. But this new habit of grabbing morning coffee with Hermione Granger is quickly becoming a reason to get out of bed and is unfortunately forcing him to re-evaluate his inconsequential existence. Hermione is living her life in fragments, separate pieces scattered about, and she can't find a way to step back and let the full picture form. Why is morning coffee with Draco Malfoy the only thing that makes sense anymore? *cover art created by @eternallyreadinggoodthings

"If you weren't so important to The Dark Lord, I'd kill you right now" "If I still had my wand, you'd be dead already" Nine years after the Battle of Hogwarts, the war rages on. Voldemort is triumphant, but The Order continue to fight. Whilst on a rescue mission, Hermione Granger is captured and taken to The Dark Lord. When he cannot uncover her memories, or any secrets he can use to stamp The Order out once and for all, she's given to the most skilled Legillimens within his army.

Two people meet under the conditions of a one night stand. The only thing they didn't realize, was that their lives would be intertwined, their relationship changed by family, friendship, and a constant, unyielding pull toward one another. This is the story of Gracie, Tom, and 3 years of "hello" and "goodbye."

𝓢𝓽𝓻𝓮𝓮𝓽 𝓼𝓲𝓰𝓷𝓼 A seven week long music festival brings together seven very different people on road who, despite their contradictory experiences, discover something very common and abundant among them all: love. Come along to experience a summer spent underneath the warm sun alongside the shore with a green-eyed guy with a mischievous smile. ~this book is going to be a slow burn, friends to lovers, so there will be gradual development of romantic feelings. if you're not into that, this isn't the book for you. ______________________________ This story is a work of fiction. ______________________________

Eileen Mae Montgomery, better known as El has been working for the Gucci special designs team for two years now. It's her dream job, but theres one thing she hates about it. The rude, narcissist celebrities. When she is assigned to work with Harry Styles to brainstorm and create his tour suits for his second world tour as a solo artists she was going to treat it as she would any other job assignment. That is until he asked her and some members of her team to join him on tour. El's was going to treat him the same as any other celebrity, but Harry had other ideas. She styled his clothes, but he didn't care about the clothes she put on him, he was more interested in what would come after the show, when the sequins and fun colors turned into a pile on the floor. EXCERPT: "I like you El." "Stop saying that. Stop saying you like me." He drops his hands, looking to me in confusion. "So you want me to lie?" He asks, smirking at my annoyance. "No I'd rather you keep it to yourself." I take my phone out , my annoyance rising, his smirk growing. "You've got three minutes before I leave, so talk." I tell him. "You're timing our conversations now?" He laughs a bit. "Two and a half minutes." "Okay fine. You don't show any interest in me unless we're..." His voice trails off, and I roll my eyes. "Unless we're sleeping together... yes, and your point?" COMPLETED!

***WARNING: OF VIOLENT AND SEXUAL NATURE*** ***THIS BOOK IS UNDER EDITING. PLEASE CONSIDER THIS WHILE READING, THANK YOU** ❝I think violence in a cinematic context can be, if handled in a certain way, very..seductive.❞ I was innocent, way too innocent in a way that allowed people to screw me over. Including the flithy rich pricks that I called my parents. I didn't have any edge or charisma to my walk, and that's something I was told a lot. Then there was the troubled boy, Harry Styles, who stared into your soul, just because he could. Him, he had charisma, and the edge, and everything that I wanted. And I wanted him to teach me. Give me intensive, heated lessons. Sex lessons. o r i g i n a l ↬ Watch TRAILER before READING ↫ Credits for trailer: SOCKMONKEY7707 ©Floz__

"Do You know what happens to people when they lie to me, Katarina?" He looks me straight in the eye. "No your majesty." I barely whisper. He puts more pressure on my hips as he pushes me harder into the wall. His lips touch my ear as he leans down to reach them. "They get punished." ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ This book contains mature themes. For mature readers only. Do not read if you cannot handle the mature content. You have been warned. I HAVE NOT PUBLISHED THIS BOOK ON ANY OTHER PLATFORM BESIDES WATTPAD. I DO NOT anymore allow translations.

Emie has given up trying to find "the One." She's been on terrible date after terrible date. Living in LA has exposed her to a torrent of fake personalities and ridiculous actors. Her famous older sister, Lucia, is determined to help her find the right guy. Enter Tom, who Emie calls a "douchebag" and rails him for his "horrible British accent" the first time they meet. So, he may not be "the One" for her... But then, on a long trip to a tropical paradise for Lucia's wedding, Emie finds that maybe her expectations and assumptions were all wrong. All she needs to do is open her eyes and jump. For the love.

Isabella is Aslan's daughter but she lives with the Pevensies in England. After their first adventure in Narnia she can't wait to go back, it is her home after all. In Narnia Caspian blows Isabella's horn and he calls them back to Narnia. What will happen when Isabella met Caspian? Will they fall for each other? Will she stay with him? Read to find out Isabell's story!

Eastmount Psychiatric Hospital Project Black Widow Patient n. 384 Name: Harry Styles Date of birth: February 1st, 1883 Date of admission: March 20th, 1905 Date of death: - Additional Information: Disappeared on September 6th, 1906. 24/11/19 #15 in fanfiction