Hermione Granger didn't really expect to live through the war, or at least she hadn't planned for what would come after. Now that it was over, she had to figure out how to move on and what to do next. She decided to focus on a number of personal projects. Getting her NEWTs. Becoming an Animagus. Figuring out who she really was by doing whatever she wanted. As part of her progress towards that last part, she let herself get distracted by Draco Malfoy and Theodore Nott, and ended up doing a lot of things she'd never done before. ~ Personal Projects is a Harry Potter fanfic that starts out as a slow burn developing relationship between Hermione, Draco, and Theo, but it will come to earn that Mature rating. There will be plenty of adult themes, including mental health (particularly related to trauma and identity), explicit smut, and some kink exploration. Because this story is set immediately following the war, there are themes of trauma, anxiety, violence (historical and present), and culture issues (e.g., prejudice and privilege) that come up repeatedly. Additionally, much of the smut involves voluntary/consensual violence, and kink themes related to multiple partners, dominance and submission, bondage, restraint, impact play, etc. Please read with care, as some of these mental health or kink related topics could be intense or triggering. Take care of yourselves first! Rated 18+ #2 in #wizardingworld January 8, 2023! #2 in #witchesandwizards March 2, 2023! #1 in #triad March 27, 2023 & July 29, 2024! #80 in #harrypotter May 30, 2023! #75 in #witchcraft August 9, 2024!

SAMPLE -- TO BE PUBLISHED AS EBOOK AND PAPERBACK IN 2026 His orders were simple: interrogate the Demon prince and then kill him. He can't afford to pity the Demon--much less fall for him. *** Fourteen years ago, the Demons conquered the world, decimating the Guardian order and enslaving humanity. Now, the last Guardians live underground, quietly rebuilding and waiting for a chance to strike back. Remgar, a noble Guardian hardened by loss, is honored with a mission of vengeance: interrogate the High Demon Prince and break him. It seems like a dream come true-until he meets the prisoner. Isalio, the younger brother of the Demon High Prince, is sarcastic, disarmingly sweet, and far too human. As forbidden feelings percolate between interrogator and captive, Remgar is forced to confront a truth more terrifying than any Demon: he doesn't want to break Isalio. He wants to save him. Torn between the oath he swore and the heart he never meant to offer, Remgar must decide what kind of Guardian he truly is. Because in a world where evil reigns and love is a death sentence, choosing wrong could doom them both. WARNING: This story contains content that may not be suitable for some readers.

Those who were taken... They never came back, dragged beneath the waves never to return. Their haunting screams were a symbol of their horrific deaths. Like shadows they lay in wait, the deep blue waters hiding them from view. With sharp claws they attack, Pointed fangs tearing into skin, Eager mouths devouring human flesh. Cally was taken, dragged under the water by one of the vicious creatures. But she was not devoured nor torn apart by ruthless claws--no. She was a captive. ~•~ Water instantly invades her senses. Her eyes sting, her lungs and nose burning. She thrashes, kicks, claws--anything to get away. Her efforts go to waste as her body slowly starts to shut down, the air in her lungs quickly being replaced by sea water. Cally is vaguely aware of arms wrapping around her waist and behind her head before she loses consciousness, submerged in darkness. And so she is taken. Another victim of the mysterious sea. 《Completed》 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

Lord Voldemort stared at the cradle where there was not one, but two children where he had only been expecting one. He leaned forward, eyes narrowed. "Which one of you... is my supposed death?" Or Albus Dumbledore's warnings came to fruition. (Originally posted on AO3, but I thought I'd start posting it here too!)

*STOP! This is the 2nd book in the series! If you have not read Spears of U'u'kata, you might want to do so or some details of this book may not make sense.* Willow Mayfield believed she'd lost everything after her husband and unborn child were killed in an accident. That is until aliens abducted her nephew and she stowed away on their ship to get him back. She is unwittingly thrown into a galactic cold war where she ends up adventuring on board an alien ship called the Farahtuu with a crew of aliens who are hunting those who took her nephew. To save her family, Willow will have to find herself again, rebuild herself, and rediscover the inner strength she thought she'd lost. Along the way, she might even heal enough to find love again in the sexy Captain of the Farahtuu.

When everything seems to be falling apart, sometimes all you can do is hold on. Hold onto what, is the question though. What do you hold onto when the darkness that is the Dark Lord is snuffing out the light and any hope of the Wizarding World being free? For Draco Malfoy, who is seemingly surrounded by darkness, he's holding onto the one person who might just be smart enough to help him kill Lord Voldemort and finally end this war...Hermione Granger. It's an absolute long shot, a total Hail Mary, and as much as they both hate each other, they can't deny that they need each other's help. It should be simple, right? He feeds her information to help gather and destroy Horcruxes, no one finds out about them, Voldemort dies and the war is won. But nothing is ever that simple, especially in the midst of the darkest and deadliest war in history. A war where they are both on different sides. A war where they can do nothing but hold on. You might want to hold on for this one. (Deathly Hallows 1 & 2) (A/N: Description is definitely a work in progress, I promise the story is better than I make it sound. Please don't plagiarise. I hope you enjoy it.) (Disclaimer: I don't own any of the characters. I only own any original scenes and dialogue I have written. I also don't own the cover picture. It's just one I found on google images).

Charlotte is a mech pilot fighting a seemingly endless war against the Uu'k'asht over planetary dominance throughout the galaxy. She's always been sure of her abilities and her unit, until the day the enemy takes her mech down. Now, a prisoner of the Uu'k'asht, her future is unknown and she doesn't know what the next day will bring. She thought they would kill her, publicly execute her, torture her. But the Uu'k'asht seem to have other plans. Ahnekk is just as surprised as anyone when one of the huge metal mech's his battalion is fighting spits out a diminutive, slime-covered creature, that then proceeds to continue killing on the battlefield despite being seemingly helpless. No one has ever actually seen a human before. Only their killing machines. But he does know one thing: This prisoner will turn the tides of war. What he doesn't know is how much she will change his life. Top Story Rankings: Read in 60 countries #1 in Battle Aug 2023 Top 10 in Aliens Jul & Nov 2023 Top 50 in Science Fiction Dec 2023 Top 30 in Battle Jan 2024 #1 in Spaceships Jan 2023 #1 in Spaceships Feb 2023 Top 30 in Science Fiction Feb 2023

"Levon." Todd answered, voice hard. "Todd." Levon responded just as coolly. There was a pause. "Are you busy?" "I just got back from class," Todd said. "Waiting for Betto to get out of his lab so we can go for supper." "Nice." Levon wanted to punch himself. Todd just hummed in affirmation. Another pause as Levon tried to find a way to dispel the tension in the call. "Are you good?" Todd asked when Levon failed to form a sentence, and Levon realized how out of character it was for him to call Todd. There a was a layer of concern just under Todd's indifferent tone, and the protectiveness that seemed ever present in Todd when they were younger and Todd was always saving Levon from his problems. Levon's anger seemed to melt away at that familiar sense of security. "I'm good," Levon spoke finally and a soft smile spread over his lips. "Are you good?" "I'm good," Todd said gruffly. "Are we good?" Levon asked and Todd scoffed. "What we. There is no we. We're not friends." "Wouldn't want you as a friend anyway," Levon snickered. "You're kind of an asshole." Or Todd and Levon, and their acceptance that they were never meant to be friends. (Disclaimer: there will be foul language, more fluff than plot, and BoyxBoy romance. Read at your own risk!)

Roses are red, violets are blue. Want a soul mate? We've got some for you. - A Mutually Assured Attachment A "kick-ass awesome idea". That was how Ally introduced the idea to me. A social experiment to determine the best relationship formatting and she wanted me - ME! Elowyn Jane Fitz-Simmons, quiet chemistry nerd extraordinaire - to join in. My response: not just no, but hell no! Who needed that kind of romantic, I-look-into-your-eyes-and-instantly-fall-in-love rubbish in their life? Certainly not me. Did the idea of having someone to return home to at the end of the day peak a small interest in me? Yes. But that was the purpose of a cat. Something to care after, something to love, but nothing that required too much effort...Simple and easy. Perfect. And, yet, somehow - although I pass all blame firmly onto Ally - I found myself not only interviewing candidates, but going on dates, moving in with three men and introducing my great-grandmother to my three new beaus. Why? All because of a Mutually Assured Attachment. P.S. I need a new best friend. Any suggestions??

Young and in love - a reckless combination. When Mattie discovers she's pregnant at the tender age of 15, her family sends her away. She spends the next six years struggling as a single parent, determined to make a better life for herself and her daughter. When she graduates college and lands a job at Henshaw law firm, she meets not one, but five men who want to give her the world, but can she learn to trust again? *This is a fanfic loosely using CL Stone's Academy characters. Mattie and her story are all original to me. **Mature Content Warning: This story will contain adult content including but not limited to: M/F/M; M/F; M/M reverse harem sexual themes drug use assault - physical & sexual abduction/kidnapping Please read at your own caution - not intended for readers under 18!