In which love lived to be lethal, and sin strived to heal all. "I will kill every soul that tries to scratch yours." They would constantly tear the world apart to keep each other in pieces. ____ A slow-burn Draco Malfoy love story with a heavy plot. Trigger warning. This story contains mature content. Such as violent actions, sexual actions, abuse, rape, character deaths, signs of self-harm, psychological trauma, and foul language, 18+ only, All the characters in this book are over the age of 18. I do own Amelie Avery and the plots created by me, but other than that, I do not own any characters or events in this story. All credit goes to J.K Rowling.

Drill Sergeant Leon X Recruit Reader (Female : First Person) "Listen up, recruits! From this moment on, your life as you knew it is OVER. I am Drill Sergeant Leon Scott Kennedy. You will address me as sir, not 'mister,' not 'hey you'. Is that understood?" Spain changed him. After the mission that nearly broke him, after the blood, the parasites, and the things he doesn't talk about, Leon S. Kennedy doesn't return as the same man. He returns sharper. Quieter. Harder. Now reassigned to train the next generation of recruits, Drill Sergeant Kennedy has one rule: Weakness doesn't survive. You're new. Young, but not naïve. Talented, but still learning. And from the moment you step onto his training field, you feel it, the weight of his attention. Not inappropriate. Not obvious. Just...there. You don't mean to stare. You don't mean to admire the quiet strength, the scarred hands, the tired eyes that have seen too much. But you've always known one thing about yourself: You don't want boys. You want someone older. Someone steady. Someone dangerous. Someone who looks at you like they're trying not to. "You don't know what you're asking for," he says one evening, voice low, controlled. "I'm too old for you." "I think I need someone older," you say, your voice quiet and filled with determination. "You know you want me." The way his jaw tightens says something else. He wants you. And that terrifies him more than any mission ever has. 8th on #leonkennedy (10/4/26) 13th on #residentevil (14/3/26)

"I've spent twenty years profiling monsters, Rain, but you're the only one who makes me want to be the villain in my own story." a criminology professor who has spent a lifetime decoding the shadows of the human heart finds his carefully guarded world, and his weary rules unraveling when a brilliant student challenges him to finally see the light (contains a lot of smut)

❝𝘓𝘦𝘰𝘯... 𝘐 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸 𝘐 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦𝘯'𝘵 𝘵𝘰𝘭𝘥 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘺𝘦𝘵, 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘪𝘵'𝘴 𝘨𝘰𝘰𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘴𝘦𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘢𝘨𝘢𝘪𝘯. 𝘐'𝘮 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘥𝘪𝘴𝘢𝘱𝘱𝘰𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝘸𝘦 𝘩𝘢𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘮𝘦𝘦𝘵 𝘶𝘯𝘥𝘦𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘴𝘦 𝘤𝘪𝘳𝘤𝘶𝘮𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘯𝘤𝘦𝘴.❞ 𝘍𝘭𝘢𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘦𝘥 𝘣𝘺 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘱𝘭𝘪𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘵, 𝘓𝘦𝘰𝘯 𝘳𝘶𝘣𝘣𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘣𝘢𝘤𝘬 𝘰𝘧 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘯𝘦𝘤𝘬 𝘸𝘩𝘪𝘭𝘦 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘥𝘪𝘳𝘵𝘺 𝘣𝘭𝘰𝘯𝘥 𝘩𝘢𝘪𝘳 𝘴𝘸𝘦𝘱𝘵 𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘦𝘺𝘦𝘴. ❝𝘜𝘩, 𝘺𝘦𝘢𝘩. 𝘐𝘵'𝘴 𝘯𝘪𝘤𝘦 𝘴𝘦𝘦𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘢𝘨𝘢𝘪𝘯, 𝘵𝘰𝘰.❞ Young and devoted detective Kelly Steinbeck never thought she would face off against the undead when a virus breaks out in Raccoon City. If fighting zombies isn't enough, imagine her surprise when running into an old friend she hadn't seen in a long time -- Leon Kennedy. Now, they have to act as partners to escape. But when dangerous challenges are thrown in their way, both Kelly and Leon are forced to confront their true perspectives of each other as secrets begin to reveal themselves for the sake of survival.

·:*¨༺ ♱✮♱ ༻¨*:·𝐀 𝐖𝐚𝐫 𝐁𝐞𝐭𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐇𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐬·:*¨༺ ♱✮♱ ༻¨*:· ════════════════════ 𝐢𝐧 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐜𝐡 Antonella Evelia Reyes Castellón is the name whispered through Spain's intelligence halls. A diplomat forged in pressure and precision; a CNI-trained asset with a mind sharper than any blade. She is twenty-four and already carries the gravity of a country rebuilding itself in the shadow of Las Plagas. What the world sees: a strategist draped in silk and silence. What her enemies fear: the girl who survived what should have broken her. When political obligation pulls Antonella from Madrid to Washington, into a nation desperate to bury truths she refuses to forget, her path collides with a man carved from the ruins she's been sent to confront. Leon Scott Kennedy is all scars and stubbornness, a soldier who walks like he's half-ghost, half-warning. He doesn't trust diplomats. He definitely doesn't trust her. But when remnants of the Plaga infection surface again, and two countries force them onto the same mission, Antonella learns that fate doesn't introduce itself politely. It crashes through the door. Into duty. Into danger. Into a war neither of them intended to start, one that has nothing to do with nations and everything to do with the hearts they guard too fiercely. Because sometimes the fight that matters most is the one you wage quietly against the person who sees you too clearly. And when silence meets ruin... even weapons learn how to feel. ✦ ❋ ✦ ❋ ✦ ❋ ✦

[ AU Slowburn/smut/angst ] 𝘚𝘰𝘮𝘦 𝘳𝘶𝘭𝘦𝘴 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘮𝘢𝘥𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘣𝘦 𝘣𝘳𝘰𝘬𝘦𝘯. Alessandra Benford has always lived behind locked doors-guarded by money, power, and her father's name. Leon Kennedy doesn't believe in safety. He believes in control, vigilance, and distance. When a credible threat forces Alessandra into protective custody, Leon is assigned as her bodyguard. One rule is made clear from the start: this is strictly professional. Except protection means proximity. Proximity means tension. And Leon has never wanted something he wasn't allowed to have this badly. A romance-first slow burn with dangerous chemistry, emotional restraint, and intimacy that takes its time.

Everyone knew Leon Kennedy. He was the man behind presidents, the survivor of impossible places, the face that appeared on screens and stayed in people's minds long after. Allison was just one of the many who watched him from afar. But while the world moved on from his story, she didn't. She wrote about him. Admired him. Understood him in ways no interview ever revealed. She never expected him to know she existed. She never expected her name to reach him. And she never expected that one day, the distance between observer and observed would begin to disappear.

He only ever comes in after midnight. The bell above the door barely makes a sound when he steps inside, but she always notices. He sits in the same seat. Orders the same drink. Keeps his back to the wall like he's expecting something to come through it. He doesn't talk much. She doesn't ask questions. And somehow, that becomes their thing. In a city that never really sleeps, her bar becomes the one place he can exist without being watched, without being needed, without being the man everyone expects him to be. No missions. No blood on his hands. No ghosts standing at his shoulder. Just a glass of amber liquid. A quiet bartender with steady hands. And the kind of silence that feels safe instead of lonely. He always leaves before sunrise. But he always comes back. What starts as wordless understanding slowly unravels into something deeper - lingering glances, half-finished confessions, the brush of fingers when she passes him his drink. She never asks him to stay. He never promises that he will. Because loving someone like him means accepting the spaces between. And somewhere between late-night storms and early-morning goodbyes, she realizes she's falling for a man who doesn't know how to stop running - and he's falling first. A slow-burn romance built on tension, quiet vulnerability, emotional healing, and the kind of intimacy that doesn't need to be loud to be devastating. He was trained to survive the end of the world. She might be the only thing that makes him want to live in it. Y/N x Leon S. Kennedy Canon-divergent and inspired by the events of Resident Evil 2, Resident Evil: The Dark Side Chronicles, Resident Evil 4 and Resident Evil Dead Aim. ⚠️ This story contains slow-burn romance, mature themes, suggestive scenes, and implied intimacy. All recognizable characters belong to Capcom.