Caught in a war L'Manburg can't win, Wilbur offers up one last thing. You.

an emperor and his lover, struggling to balance- all while a war is amidst. jschlatt x fem! she/her reader tws will be given before each chapter <3 follows dsmp lore- somethings have changed for plot reasons, just go with it, things will make sense. this story focuses around the messier parts of relationships, the pain, and the conflict. warning: this story deals with heavy topics: alcoholism, manipulation, sex, depression, death, and others. please do not read if any of these make you uncomfortable.

Everything about him was poisonous, his looks, his power and, most of all, his magic. And yet, she knew she would never want him to change, because, for her, he was perfect just the way he was, with this emotionless, dangerous, intoxicating way of doing magic. If you had asked her whether this was a love story she would have told you that she knew he wasn't capable of loving and he knew she wasn't going to try and change him. And yet, if you had asked her whether this was a love story she would have told you that the answer depends on what you expect. She knew that he couldn't love, she accepted that he didn't care, but she would die to make him understand.

Sequel to Modification Estela's going back. Back to where it all started. Back to the place where everything changed. She's returning to resume the task she was given six years ago, and this time she isn't going to let anything stand in her way of success. But when she arrives, things are different. A darkness looms over the place that was once as familiar to her as the handle of her wand, and she realises just what she's gotten herself into. People are disappearing and families live in fear as a new Order gains power throughout the Wizarding World. And it's all down to him. The person she came back to save. The person who changed her life forever. Tom Riddle. And this time, the task of changing him will be harder than ever in the struggle against good and evil as darkness dawns. #78 in fanfiction 20/01/2017

BOOK ONE In the throes of the second wizarding war, Delilah Meddows is killed by no other than Lord Voldemort. However, instead of dying like she was supposed to, Delilah finds herself at Hogwarts in 1943. She tries to tread carefully, but Tom Riddle is not someone so easily ignored. BEING REWRITTEN (can find new version titled HON REWRITTEN on my account) !!!PLEASE DONT MAKE RR COMMENTS!!!

●Cover made by @-secuteari (HAD A PLOT BUT IS NOW A ONESHOT BOOK) I gulped as devil approached me.i took a step back.he just gave me wicked grin.i walked backwards until I was pressed against the alley wall.my eyes widened in fear.he put each of his hands on either sides of my head on the wall and leaned closer to me.he leaned in so close that if I moved the slightest our lips would touch." Hey princess" he said with his lips brushing my ear.i started blushing." I-i...i-i ....i" I stuttered in fear and in nervousness.he smirked.i gulped again. My heart was beating so fast! I felt the wind blow against my skin and I shivered.devil saw a hair That the wind moved and tucked it behind my ear.my palms started getting sweaty." Do I make you afraid" my eyes widened."uh.....I-I.." I stuttered again.his face turned into a cold one. " looks like we've got a problem" ...... 13th in #Badboy 10/27/19 1st in #Pure 10/26/19 14th in #Wattpad 10/27/19 47th in #Teenromance 10/27/19 38th in #goodgirl 10/27/19 11th in #Daddy 10/27/19 18th in #Devil 10/27/19 189th in #Teenfiction 10/27/19 651st in #Romance 10/27/19 664th in #Love 10/27/19

Yara walks a dark path, a path she thinks she must walk alone. Until she finds love. But even love cannot prevail the darkest times of a people.

"Because you've forgotten what it's like to actually feel something." I whispered. Peter's expression softened and the only sounds between us were the steady unsynchronized breaths falling from our lips. He swallowed, the closeness of our bodies making my heart beat faster and adrenaline course through me. The feeling was neither pleasant nor unpleasant as I looked into his forest green eyes. "How can you make me feel so belittled with only words?" his troubled voice fell into a whisper and he gripped my shoulders. "Is it your goal to stand before me and pull me apart until I am nothing?"

*completed* "Do you know what I thought the first time I met you?" Brendon asks me a few minutes later. "Hmm?" I mumble, my head still against his arm. "I thought, 'Great, this girl is probably going to be unbearably annoying and end up falling for me.'" I shoot my head up and look at him defensively. "That's not what I was expecting to hear," I say poutily. He laughs and puts his arm around my waist. "You know what the funny part is?" he asks again. I look at him, signifying that I want him to continue. "The funny part is, I think I ended up falling for you first." In which Ashley O'Brien is sent away from her home to live with her father's god parents and a teenaged boy named Brendon.

In which you and Tyler have a conversation everyday, but he's the only one talking. {all respect to jenna because jenna is amazing and she and tyler are goals} {{it's just fiction}} {{{trigger warning: mentions of abuse, depression, and suicide}}}