Atticus and Olivia have a past...and share the same fate. But as they're trying to move on from the cruel cards they've been dealt with in life a presence with evil intentions looms over them like a bad omen. When they're finally given a chance at happiness will fate smile down on them or are they doomed forever? *** "You've got chocolate on your lip." He chuckles as I try to wipe it. "Come here." I lean in and he wipes the corner of my lip but the whole time his eyes are on mine. The intensity of them makes me hold my breath which escapes when he leans forward. His eyes flicker between mine and my lips hesitantly yet I can't find words because I'm freaking out inside. And just as we're a breath away he stops. I make a noise of frustration before grabbing his collar and pulling him to me. He smiles breathtakingly before finally pressing his lips to mine. It feels like I got shocked at first and then the lightest flurry of tingles shoots through my body deliciously. I wind my arms around his neck and push myself closer, craving more of him. His lips are soft as he kisses me sweetly and eventually coaxes my lips to open. I let him in and our tongues become engaged in an enticing dance before we pull away. I'm slightly out of breath as we stare at each other. Atticus grins boyishly before leaning in, as if not being able to resist, and pecking my lips a few times. "I missed the feel of your lips on mine." And just like that I feel myself burst with happiness. "Well, I don't mind making up for lost time." "Come here then." He chuckles before his lips come crashing down on mine once more. Published to Wattpad: 31/10/2019 - 25/12/2019 Cover: WYLD_ROSE © 2019 - 2021 WYLD_ROSE ALL RIGHTS RESERVED!

𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗲𝗻𝗱 "they will find you, and when they do; they will kill you." "I'm done playing nice." TW: this story will contain violence, torture and perhaps even triggers. this is why there is a 'mature' rating. also, there will be harsh language and many cursing words that some might see as offensive. perhaps there might also appear some sexual content in later chapters _________ (DOWNFALL) (HARRY POTTER - MARVEL CROSSOVER) (I DO NOT OWN HARRY POTTER OR THE AVENGERS. THOSE PLOTS BELONG TO J.K ROWLING AND MARVEL. I DO HOWEVER OWN SKYLER AND HER STORY AS DO I OWN CHARACTERS I CREATED ALONG THE WAY IN THIS STORY.) by redwings_birdss

𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗷𝗼𝘂𝗿𝗻𝗲𝘆 "Even dying." (HARRY POTTER - MARVEL CROSSOVER) (YEARS 𝟒 - 𝟓 - 𝟔 AT HOGWARTS) (COMPLETED) THUNDER ARRIVES SERIES PART TWO (I DON'T OWN ANY OF THESE CHARACTER EXCEPT FOR SKYLER AND SOME OTHER CHARACTERS I CREATE ALONG THE WAY. MOST OF THE PLOT BELONGS TO J.K. ROWLING AND MARVEL)

𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝘀𝘁𝗮𝗿𝘁 "What if Loki came down here, to keep an eye on the both of you?" 𝗶𝗻 𝘄𝗵𝗶𝗰𝗵 𝘁𝗵𝗼𝗿'𝘀 𝗱𝗮𝘂𝗴𝗵𝘁𝗲𝗿 𝗮𝗽𝗽𝗹𝗶𝗲𝘀 𝘁𝗼 𝗵𝗼𝗴𝘄𝗮𝗿𝘁𝘀. [ read the note at the beginning. It's somewhat important ] (HARRY POTTER - MARVEL CROSSOVER) (YEARS 𝟏 - 𝟐 - 𝟑 AT HOGWARTS) (COMPLETED) (I DON'T OWN ANY OF THESE CHARACTERS EXCEPT SKYLER. MOST OF THE PLOT BELONGS TO THE GENIUS J.K. ROWLING, AND MARVEL STUDIOS.) Enjoy reading!

"𝐇𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐟𝐢𝐠𝐮𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐢𝐭 𝐨𝐮𝐭," 𝐃𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐨 𝐝𝐞𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰, 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐯𝐨𝐢𝐜𝐞 𝐟𝐢𝐫𝐦 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐞𝐲𝐞𝐬 𝐚 𝐝𝐞𝐞𝐩 𝐬𝐡𝐚𝐝𝐞 𝐫𝐞𝐝. 𝐃𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐥𝐚𝐡 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐬𝐜𝐚𝐫𝐞𝐝, 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐛𝐞𝐜𝐚𝐮𝐬𝐞 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐤𝐧𝐞𝐰 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬. "𝐀-𝐀 𝐯𝐚𝐦𝐩𝐢𝐫𝐞.." [mature content.]

"Professor Malfoy?" She asked walking up to the desk. "Call me Draco." He demanded. "I don't know if that's necessary-" "Teachers orders love." He spoke softly, with care as he stood up towering over the girl. "Um, Draco." She breathed as he grinned.

REWRITING!! In which time would never be enough, and vows lived to be broken. | "Always such a good girl for me, aren't you?" Draco groaned into my parted lips, earning a moan from me as he forced himself deeper, rougher by the feeling of my body trembling in his grip, "Such a good girl," | "It seemed so perfect, but ended so soon." ___ A Draco Malfoy love story with a bunch of messy plots. Highest ranking; #2 in harrypotter #3 in malfoy #1 in dracofanfic ___ Trigger warning, This book contains mature content. Such as sexual relationships, violent actions, signs of sexual abuse, foul language, and character death. 18+ only. All the characters in this book are over the age of 17. I do own Leiah 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,

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Olivia's best friend is not imaginary. He’s not a ghost, either. And she's pretty sure he's not a hallucination. He’s just Mason. He is, however, invisible. When Olivia spotted the crying little boy on her front porch at five years old, she had no idea she was the only one who could see him. Twelve years later when new-girl Robin bumps into the both of them and introduces herself to Mason, they are both stunned. Mason couldn't be more pleased that someone else can see him. Olivia, on the other hand, isn't jumping at the chance to welcome Robin into their circle. Jealousy may have something to do with that, but honest fear that Robin's presence will put Mason in danger is soon validated when a strange black car begins showing up everywhere. The race to find out what Robin knows in time to protect Mason from whatever threats are coming becomes Olivia's only focus.

FREE STORY WITH EXCLUSIVE CONTENT. This is *not* a Paid Story. Eighteen-year-old hockey prodigy Elliot Wexler has three goals for senior year. One: somehow graduate with a 3.5 GPA. Two: hide his bipolar disorder from his peers. And three: make it into the NHL with no scandals. Piece of cake. What he doesn't expect is to find Lucy, a homeless girl, hiding from the winter frost in his dad's shed. Elliot's busy, complicated life doesn't permit room for error, and falling in love with a girl from a totally different world sounds like the opposite of a good idea. But Elliot can't help but be drawn to Lucy and her elusive ways--even when she seems to vanish from his life non-stop, each time leaving him with a bigger hole in his heart. But Elliot is determined to break down Lucy's barriers. And when he does, he discovers that her life is more complicated--and dangerous--than he could have imagined. With drafting season approaching, and Elliot's fragile mental health deteriorating, he's forced to face a difficult question: Is first love supposed to hurt so much? *** PLEASE DO NOT ADD THIS STORY TO GOODREADS.