Daisy Willow Black has had somewhat of a normal life. By all means, growing up with Remus Lupin and the Weasley family. Plus she finally has her father back. After last year's school year she is ready for a normal school year, as is everyone else. But when a certain someone comes walking back inside the walls Daisy feels more alone than ever. Even when she has her best friends Fred and George Weasley by her side. This year something seems different between George and Daisy. With past events popping up can Daisy push them aside to let her feelings for her friend grow? Find out in Solemnly Mine. *** This story does contain scenes and topics that are not suitable for those under the age of 17. There will be warnings posted on chapters. You can skip past them if you would like. George Weasley x ocBlack Time Period: The Order of the Pheonix - The Deathly Hallows and Post Battle. Spicy Level:🌶🌶

Charlotte Whittle is one of the daughters of the powerful Death Eater Charles Whittle. While her life has always been planned out for her and every move she has made has been watched under the lawful eye of The Dark Lord. She finds herself tangled in a mess with the enemy. Fred Weasley is the son of Molly and Arthur Weasley the sole known blood traitors in the eyes of the pure-blood families. So what happens when Fred Weasley goes out of his way time and time again just to get Charlotte alone? What happens when things being to get out of hand? Between the sexual tension, fighting for what is right, and sneaking around from everyone they know. Will Charlotte and Fred ever come to an agreement? Can he help her see the light or will she succumb to the darkness just like her family? This story will contain mature and sexual scenes that may not be suitable for those under the age of 17. Please read at your own discretion. This story takes place during the Goblet of Fire to Deathly Hallows and after. The Yule Ball will be incorporated in this book but the details of the Triwizard Tournament will not. The book will also mention the lovely ladies and handsome gentlemen from Beauxbatons and Drumstrang. The Whittle Family and Emily Hugo are my Original Characters. All other characters are owned by J.K. Rowling and Warners Bros Spicy Level: 🌶🌶🌶🌶

A one night stand in the famous Las Vegas leading to a bitter sweet love in Hogwarts This story is filled with twists and turns. Elise Avery accidentally got involved with the Slytherin Prince Draco Malfoy is a toxic arrogant selfish prick with anger issues- stays true to his character Elise Avery is a cunning and wild pureblood who is new to Hogwarts

MATURE BOOK! MEANING MATURE THEMES, TOPICS SUCH AS SA, S*ICIDE, ETC... If ur definition of mature was just smut this book doesn't have it-BUT BEFORE U RUN AWAY!! The second book of this series does! - THIS IS A WEREWOLF BOOK WHERE ARE YALL GETTING MAFIA FROM????? "No." I stated. "They don't exist." His emerald eyes pierced into my soul, they seemed to be dissecting me. He had his arms wrapped around my waist, each passing second his grip was getting tighter and tighter. He started to lean in, closing the gap between us. His eyes never hesitating from my lips. He inched closer and closer until I could feel his minty breath now fanning out on my face. He licked his lips before looking into my own eyes again, and with a smirk he swooped his head down. I prepared for the kiss but it never came, he came in and swiped his head to the side. Rubbing his cheek with my own, the soft stubble scratching my skin and sending shockwaves down my spine as he moved to my ear. "You claim you don't believe in soulmates but, you so clearly feel the pull." #1 in love 12/5/2018 #1 in human 12/28/2018 #1 in comedy 1/17/2019 #1 in young adult 4/8/2019 #1 in cold 4/16/2019

M A T U R E C O N T E N T #1 in Romance 12/22/18 "Do you feel that?" He said quietly next to my ear. I struggled as more tears stained my cheeks. "The tingles..." I froze at his words, "I feel it too." "I don't know w-what you're talking about." A small gasp left my lips when his mouth stopped inches from my neck. "Don't lie." He half whispered against my skin. My body melted into his in a way that I couldn't comprehend. His very touch halted every fiber in my body from resisting. He had me, whether I liked it or not, we were two halves of something greater.