Toxic Draco. Dumb Lucille. The book with a messy plot full of smut. You might fall in love with Lorenzo Berkshire. Oh, and I wrote this in under a month, so enjoy that *rushed* and *minimal effort* taste. + A book that takes unexpected turns of events. + More than just your regular mature fanfiction. {Half-Blood Prince | Deathly Hallows | Post-War} [Mature Content; Viewer Discretion is Advised; This book is semi-slow burn but once the mature content appears, it's very frequent.| Highest Rankings #1 draco #1 malfoy #1 mature #3 dracomalfoy #7 in fanfiction #9 in louispartridge started: september 30th, 2020 ended: october 23rd, 2020

Hermione felt the pounding in her ears again. She would see him for the first time since the Great Hall, gaunt and stricken at the Slytherin table with his mother clutching his arm. She hadn't meant to look for him. Not in the corridors, not beneath the white sheets of the fallen, not on the way to the Chamber of Secrets with Ron, but she was a stupid girl.

[CURRENTLY UNDER CONSTRUCTION // ALMOST COMPLETE, SHOULD BE DONE BY 2019. // RECOMMEND READING ONCE EDITING IS FINISHED.] ___________________________________________ ... he grabbed my upper arm pulling me back to him, his lips found mine -and his kiss was soft. Softer than I expected. He didn't try to grab anywhere on my body, he didn't try to force me to kiss him back or put his tongue down my throat - he just kissed me. It was a short lingering kiss that lasted only a minute, but it still left me almost breathless and bewildered to say the least. When he pulled away, I slowly opened my eyes to look at him, his eyes were hard and his lips pressed in a firm line. His hand found the collar of my jacket moving it away once more, enough for anyone to see the mark he left earlier. "You're mine now, and don't you forget it." he stated sternly, looking deep into my eyes his hard blue ones washing over my green iris's like a tsunami. I gulped tightly at how serious he was. He said that in such a way where it actually had me terrified, he looked frustrated, determined, even down right possessive. It made me never want to touch a guy again, touch Grant again, and maybe that's why he looked at me like that. He wanted to scare me so that I would never defy his words, so that he could have me to himself, but I barely knew him, never the less, he barely knew me - or my name. ___________________________________________

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Elana is a hard working student at ASU. She plays women's volleyball and has an eye for success. She has her life all planned out but as soon as careless frat boy Niall Horan shows up will she manage to stick to her plans? Niall is a player, a cheat, but somehow Elana sees behind the darkness into something deeper. He's broken and all he's trying to do is fill a hole that has been empty for too long. Will Elana come out the same girl who she was before ASU? © twerkwithziall - All rights reserved, Dec 29th, 2013

Nothing Lasts Forever. That's what I was told growing up and it's what I believed. My family was always happy when I grew up but my mother raised me to believe that I didn't and shouldn't need to depend on anyone in life for my own happiness or anything for that matter. Strangely enough, it led me to never attaching myself to people. Now that I'm in college and as independent as I can be, I feel things start to change for me but I can't break my old habits as much as I wish I could. It scares me. It's something I've never imagined before. I guess this is my greatest downfall. Maybe it is him. -=+ Oct. 2013 +=-