How did it feel? It felt like he was barely holding it together. She, of all people, should shun him. Or yell at him. Curse him. Spit at him. Take out her wand and blast him off the face of the earth. It was crushing guilt and relief and confusion all at once when he looked at Hermione Granger. The monotony of Draco's daily routine had become both a lifeline and a noose. But this new habit of grabbing morning coffee with Hermione Granger is quickly becoming a reason to get out of bed and is unfortunately forcing him to re-evaluate his inconsequential existence. Hermione is living her life in fragments, separate pieces scattered about, and she can't find a way to step back and let the full picture form. Why is morning coffee with Draco Malfoy the only thing that makes sense anymore? *cover art created by @eternallyreadinggoodthings

As the group of Slytherins sat down, Ginny noticed that Blaise was watching her, and when they made eye contact, he gave her a wink followed by a grin. Ginny felt her face heat up and she looked down at her desk, her brow furrowing. "Everything alright?" Hermione asked quietly. Ginny nodded silently and kept her eyes down, which only made Blaise chuckle from the other side of the classroom. "What's got you in a good mood?" Draco asked, raising an eyebrow at his friend. "Just having some fun," Blaise answered, shrugging. Draco rolled his eyes and looked over at the other side of the room where Blaise had been looking moments before. He noticed that the Weasley girl looked very embarrassed about something, and Hermione shot a look over to their area, catching his gaze. He held it for a few moments before nodding at her slightly. Her eyes widened in surprise but she nodded in return before looking away, focusing on the front of the classroom. He thought he saw her cheeks turn slightly more pink, but before he could get a good look Professor Flitwick stepped up onto his podium and the class quieted down. Hello lovelies! I've teased that I was working on a new Dramione/Blinny story, and here you all go! Please enjoy, and be sure to check out my other Dramione novels on my page! ❤️ All characters belong to JK Rowling Edited as of September 5th and 6th, 2020

What If the Yule ball was a masquerade ? What if no one knew who anyone was until the unmasking at midnight? What would happen when, 7th year, Draco Malfoy asks masked Hermione Granger to dance not knowing their true identities ? And what would happen at the unmasking once they would be revealed ? Set during 7th year loosely! It's not exactly like the books, it's my own timeline and my own spin. This story was originally on my Instagram and now I'm going to put it on watt pad. I love your comments but don't complain please. Enjoy *THIS DOES NOT FOLLOW THE BOOKS!!! YES I KNOW THAT ITS DIFFERENT. The plot in the books is usually ignored and rewritten my own way. It is set Seventh year (their last year at hogwarts during the war.) Please stop commenting that my writing is wrong.*

COMPLETED - (book 2) Updated version now available on Amazon Kindle and Kindle Unlimited with an extra bonus chapter at the end! "I stood there for a second, stunned at the fact that a pack wolf had gotten in between two fighting rogues, but when I took in my first deep breath after the adrenaline had wore off I realised why. He was my mate. Crap. I stared at him for a second, taking in the huge grey wolf that was my mate before I turned tail and ran as fast as my injured leg would let me. It had already starting to heal but not enough for me to put all my weight on it. I quickly turned around to to make sure the guy hadn't caught up with me but frowned slightly when I saw that he hadn't even moved an inch from where I left him. That was weird, I thought pack wolves were all about finding their mates" ---- Blaine has lived a hard life, after all being born a rouge isn't easy, but she's getting by. After a chance encounter with the Crescent moon packs Beta (Xavier) her not so simple life is going to get even more crazy. Xavier has never liked rouges, ever since his family was killed in a rouge attack a few years ago. But what happens when your mate, the one you've been waiting your whole life for, turns out to be the one thing you hate? Secrets will be revealed and friendships will be tested in the second book of this series. --- You don't have to read The Alpha and his mate first to understand this book but it does help. #1 trust 17/07/2020 #1 teen-love 06/04/2020 #1 hurt-comfort 17/10/2019 #1 Beta 20/10/2019 #1 Series 10/02/2020 #1 booktwo 26/12/2019 #2 wolf 19/10/2019 #2 Rogue 30/10/2019 #2 Romance 03/05/2020

Do you know what mermaids love? The open water, swimming with their fish friends, laughing all day long.... You know what they hate? Being caught. Especially by someone who claims to be their mate. ☽ HIGHEST RANKINGS: ☾ #1 in Mermaid #9 in Werewolf #2 in Fantasy #1 in Lost #1 in Sirens ------------------------- !! This book is my first published story, so there are some grammar and bad story plot mistakes! I am fixing some but not all of them since I no longer intend to work with this book but I still interact in the comments with you guys. You've been warned !!

(COMPLETED | UNDER EDITING) Fresh out of college, Veronica Odair is hired as a forensic scientist at the infamous B.E.A.R. Laboratories. She is put to work on the classified Tekula Project, but certain events lead her to question her job. What is so dangerous about Level 5? Why do her tests come back increasingly strange? What secrets are B.E.A.R. Laboratories hiding? Veronica plans to find out. ▪▪▪ Brown eyes, nearly obscured by rich locks of dark hair, stare into my light green ones with an intensity which nearly causes my knees to wobble. I can hear nothing but the thudding of my heart beating wildly in my chest, the sounds of the sirens turning into white noise at the back of my mind. I back up until my spine connects with the elevator doors. I shiver as my bare arms come in contact with the cool metal. "Someone help me, please," I beg. The man stalks closer still. His eyes are fixed solely on me, unmoving, intense. His fists are clutched tightly against his sides, as though restraining himself in some way. Restraining himself from what, I don't want to know. The man stops only an arm's length away from me. I stare up at him with wide eyes, my lips parted in fear. I stand frozen, unable to move. I shut my eyes, turning my head away. Laboured breathing, the touch of fingertips on my bare shoulder, breath on my lips. A heavy, deep inhale. Slow exhale. A forehead against mine, shaky hands cupping the back of my neck, fingertips sliding into my red locks. My eyes open to meet the warmest pair of honey eyes. Cover by AnnaCharles16 #4 in ROMANCE? THE HECK? #2 in Werewolf #1 in Young Adult #1 in Lycanthrope ~ ~ ~ Subscribe to TheAllieL Patreon for exclusive stories and content not featured on Wattpad and to support future works and book publishing! - Free Subscriber Tier - Allie's Library - Tier 1 - $2/month - Allie's Journal - Tier 2 - $5/month Subscribe here: Patreon.com/TheAllieL

A collection of not so short, short stories featuring your favourite characters and some characters you might not know much about. Slow updates in progress. REQUESTS ARE CLOSED As the title suggests, this is volume 1 and volume 2 should soon be underway. Part of my Hogwarts Library Series

Copyrighted 2017 *Completed* Highest rankings: #6 in Werewolf #1 in Wolves #3 in Featured He was said to be powerful, the most powerful of them all. A king of kings- a dark king. Complete control. He needed it- thrived on it. He was power, he was dark, and he was beautiful. They say he was a descendant of the first wolves- of shapeshifters so fierce they could kill with barely a glance. He was respected, revered. Feared. The King of the North. And we were the idiots sneaking into his territory. *Not your typical werewolf book* --please reframe from hateful comments directed at me or other readers who enjoy the story. *This book has no sexually mature scenes and is PG-13* *This book has nothing to do with The Game of Thrones, and is not a fanfic of any kind*

(Featured in Werewolf) Parker Westwood is well on her way to qualifying for the US woman's gymnastics team. Determined to be on that podium in red white and blue with a gold medal around her neck. She could do it too but the Phoenix Basin pack has other plans for her. She survived what she thought was a dog attack only to be chained up in a kennel underground. There's someone else there too, though not in the cage. There's someone else inside her head. A second presence, another soul living inside her. One with fangs who's just as scared and angry as Parker is. Werewolves. She'd been attacked by werewolves and they turned her. Even if she manages to escape where could she run? She can't go to the police and cry wolf, she can't go back to the gym. Her dreams are over. Wolfing out in the middle of a double layout is grounds for disqualification, oh and death. Parker's living in a hell and try as she might there is no escaping. An unlikely group has come to spring her out and destroy her tormentors. Another Wolf pack. The Phoenix pack is out of control and needs to be taken out. But is it too late? Is there enough left of Parker's sanity that she can be saved? Or will she and her wolf be put down along with her abusers? ISBN #: 978-1545492260y Word Count: 102,847

If I was granted a boon, I would ask for a birth as your teardrop! Coz, I could take birth in your eyes. Live in your cheeks and Die in your lips... ********** Many don't believe in destiny! But destiny is what which decides everything for some people. For werewolves! Let's see, what happens when DESTINY, when MOON GODDESS, ties in, a Human with a werewolf, with a bond, that nothing can break but death... Highest ranks: #30 on 05/05/2018 #36 on 22/04/2018 #37 on 11/04/2018 Plagiarism is punishable. All rights reserved to @nishaamol2018 Vote. Comment. Follow ;3 Enjoy reading :)