Enisha , a 3 year old who never saw the light of the sun ; never felt loved and never understood the meaning of family just because of someone's hatred towards her father .A girl who never saw her father or mother yet still craved their affection. what would happen when she runs away from her abuser and finally meets the family who thought she was dead. Would she be able to get over her past easily? or would it haunt her and stop her from seeing her family's love for her ?

Completed 💯 MDLG GxG don't read if you don't like it! non sexual nursing Margot Vale is a cold, driven executive with a secret-she's been silently grieving the loss of her infant daughter for years. Her only tie to motherhood is the breast milk she still pumps and donates, a hidden ritual in an otherwise ruthless world. When Elise, a kind and capable young assistant, enters her life, Margot does everything to keep her out. But when Margot breaks down after missing her pumping sessions and destroying her pump, Elise stays-offering gentle help and unexpected understanding. In a moment of raw vulnerability, two women begin to build something rare: quiet trust in the ruins of pain and silence. short story

Alessandra has never believed in safety. Life never gave her a reason to. Pain carved her childhood, silence became her armor, and trust? That was a luxury she could never afford. So when she runs -- bloody, broken, and barely breathing, she doesn't expect saving. She certainly doesn't expect to be taken in by a family dripping in wealth and power and. . . warmth? A mother who refuses to give up on her. A father who watches like he's waiting for her to let him in. And six brothers. Rough. Protective. Complicated. Brothers, who don't know what to do with a sister who won't speak. She doesn't know how to trust. How to believe that maybe not everyone wants to hurt her. Every instinct tells her to run. To shut down. But they don't let her go. Not when she flinches. Not when she hides. Not even when she breaks. Happiness is for other people, or that's what she believes. But when love comes wrapped in gentle patience and fierce protection, when hands reach for her without demand, when hearts break themselves wide open just to hold her... she starts to wonder. Can a girl stitched together with silence and fear ever belong in a family built on love? Can she stand tall when the ghosts of her past refuse to let go? And when danger claws its way back into her life, threatening everything she's come to know... will she find her voice, or will she shatter all over again? Trigger Warnings: Child abuse. Violence. Addiction. Panic attacks. SA. Self-harm. Death, and more.

In Which Jade Weasley falls hopelessly in love with fellow Triwizard Champion Fleur Delacour. Jade was like a perfect mix of her family, she was tall like Bill, Percy and Ron, she had a sense of humour like the twins. She had a muggle fascination like her dad and she had too many traits similar to her mother for her own good. She was great at quidditch like Ginny and Charlie, although she did teach Ginny everything she knew about the sport, it was one of the reasons the sisters were close, and like almost all her brothers, Jade liked Girls. "Your pal Weasley by the time she was your age could turn a whistle into a watch and have it sing you the time...miss Delacour she's as much a fairy princess as I am." {Fleur Delacour x oc} {Goblet of Fire -Deathly Hallows} {book 1 in triwizard series} DISCLAIMER! I do not own the Harry Potter universe. That belongs to JKR, however, I do not support her

Hermione had always wondered if it was the idea that the French were passionate, or if it was just Fleur herself that shone so brightly, so powerfully like a burning star that Hermione could only stare in wonder before she had to look away.

On her 16th birthday, the Ministry of Magic barges into the Granger home. As a result, Hermione Granger is taken from her home and put under special protection of the Ministry. Because she is not just another ordinary witch. She is not even a Muggle-born. Instead, she was born to the most dangerous witch alive at the moment. A witch who has recently been broken free from Azkaban. Bellatrix Lestrange. [𝐓𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐲 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐛𝐞 𝐫𝐞𝐦𝐚𝐝𝐞 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐮𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐞, 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐲𝐞𝐭]

"Love is slippin' and fallin' Love is killin' your darlin' That fearless thrill returns once the pain subsides Can't hear what you say I'm happy with this pain You pity me, but I pity you more for pitying me We are the lovesick girls"❣︎ A ʟᴏᴠᴇ sᴛᴏʀʏ ʙᴇᴛᴡᴇᴇɴ 𝔸 𝕤𝕝𝕪𝕥𝕙𝕖𝕣𝕚𝕟 𝕘𝕚𝕣𝕝 𝕨𝕙𝕠 𝕣𝕖𝕓𝕖𝕝𝕝𝕤 𝕒𝕘𝕒𝕚𝕟𝕤𝕥 𝕨𝕙𝕠 𝕤𝕙𝕖 𝕚𝕤 𝕤𝕦𝕡𝕠𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕠 𝕓𝕖 𝕚𝕟 𝕤𝕠𝕔𝕚𝕖𝕥𝕪𓆙 𝔸𝕟𝕕 𝕒 𝕗𝕣𝕖𝕟𝕔𝕙 𝕘𝕚𝕣𝕝 𝕨𝕙𝕠, 𝕗𝕣𝕠𝕞 𝕞𝕠𝕞𝕖𝕟𝕥 𝕤𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕖𝕖𝕤 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕒𝕣𝕔𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕚𝕔 𝕤𝕝𝕪𝕥𝕙𝕖𝕣𝕚𝕟, 𝕡𝕝𝕒𝕟𝕤 𝕥𝕙𝕖𝕚𝕣 𝕗𝕦𝕥𝕣𝕖. 𝕎𝕙𝕒𝕥 𝕞𝕒𝕕𝕒𝕞 𝕕𝕖𝕝𝕒𝕔𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕨𝕒𝕟𝕥𝕤, 𝕞𝕒𝕕𝕒𝕞 𝕕𝕖𝕝𝕒𝕔𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕘𝕖𝕥𝕤.♕ Gxg⚢ Fleur x slytherin! Fem! Oc

"I'm done being treated like the baby of the group, I can hold a gun, I can throw a bomb and I can kill ruthlessly, I'm not as soft as you think I am." ••••• "I think her name was California, I would say she was the weakest link of the group, but she obviously acted like she wasn't, she still has a heart, unlike those other animals that are in there." "She's not crazy. And that's how we know it's obvious she's the weakest link, the way I'd say you'd get her out of there, her family."

In which Denver has a sister, Moscow has a daughter, and Nairobi finds someone who loves her the most in the world. nairobi x female oc season 1 -- season 2 ✅ season 3 ✍️ n1 in #nairobi

❝liberate yourself limbs, eliminate your limits, let me .❞ nyctophilla noun an attraction darkness or night; finding relaxation or comfort in the darkness origin from greek. © diamondwhites, 2020