Draco Malfoy x reader lemon (Gets rough)

"It's much harder to stay hidden from the Dark Lord when you're in love with a Death Eater." Evelyn Hawkings' parents were well-known Death Eaters, but they died when the Dark Lord fell and Eve was only an infant. Now fifteen years have passed and Voldemort is back, and Eve has changed her last name to stay hidden from him. She lives a quiet life, staying out of trouble and avoiding the life of a Death Eater...but everything changes when she meets Draco Malfoy. He's the bad boy, the guy everyone avoids if they know what's good for them. But what happens when the bad boy meets someone completely different? What happens when Draco Malfoy, against all odds, falls head over heels for one girl? Which will come first, the girl he loves...or his reputation as a Death Eater? What will he do when he finds the bird that can finally set him free? A Draco Malfoy love story.

A collection of Creepypasta and No Sleep stories, I dont claim to have written any of these so please read the disclaimers before being an arrogant piece of shit. Thanks.

This story is set in 1934. Ava is a 17 year old girl. Her best friend Skye went missing in a dark and gloomy house two months ago. Ava is curious and wants to know where she went. People say she went missing is a house abandoned for centuries on 63 Dove Lane. Ava manages to find the house and all she wants to do is find Skye....... !!!WARNING!!! -There will NOT be swearing (because I am also using this story for a school thing) -Gross scenes -Describing Blood (kinda stuff idk) -(Duh, this is a horror story) (Just full warning you, it's not my fault if something happens to you or something)

(Many -ipliers involved. Intense, graphic and violent scenes are written in this book - please be aware of this! This book is mature and is definitely not appropriate for younger audiences.) Trapped in an alternate dimension with a demon, could anything possibly get worse than that? It's a dangerous question to ask when you have a friend who has alternate versions of himself, and one with a hunger for power...

Ever since I was little my favorite stories were those of forbidden loves. Being with the one you loved would be all that mattered in a forbidden love story. But what about the hardships you encountered? What about the difficulties? What about the obstacles? What about the pain? It is wrong. But it feels oh-so right. So right... that it hurts. It hurts loving him. It hurts wanting to be with him. He's my teacher and I'm his student. He and I can't be together. We are forbidden to love each other.