Hermione and Draco return to Hogwarts to complete their 8th year on completely different terms than they first started. Facing challenges after the Battle of Hogwarts and threatened by Voldemort's potential return, both fight alongside eachother to ensure peace prevails over the Magic and Muggle World.

The locals had warned me that no one in their right mind would enter the North Woods alone, not unless they had a death wish. It's a good thing then that I am not in my right mind. Fear had prevented me from returning to this place for years, but the nightmares depriving me of sleep threatened to steal what little sanity I had left, leaving me with no other choice than to confront the source of my apprehension. I was tired of pretending that everything was ok. That I was ok. I needed the nightmares to stop. But in order for that to happen, I needed to uncover my lost memories. The North Woods held answers, of that much I was certain. So here I stand, ready to face my past. If only I could get my legs to move. **FIRST DRAFT - UNEDITED **

NOW PUBLISHED ON AMAZON AND KU! https://www.amazon.com/dp/B0BKTXQPXR?ref_=pe_3052080_276849420 • • • || Wattys Shortlist 2021 || 《 "Wreck me, shatter me, destroy me, be the ruin of me. I don't care, just make me feel again." 》 18+ WARNING When Nicole and Patrick finally decide to advance their relationship and move in together, everything seems to be falling into place. A dark secret between the two of them inadvertently causes badboy, Hawke, to move in as an unexpected roommate. As things begin to change in Nicole's calculated little world, her hatred for the recently released convict causes nothing but tension between the two. Tension that's bound to burst in unanticipated ways. He's easy to hate, hard to love, but completely impossible to ignore. HAWKE

Harry never knew his Father James Potter had a little sister. That he had other options besides living with the extremely vile Dursley family. Where Eleanor Potter becomes a professor at Hogwarts, beginning her journey in protecting her nephew.

《 "You're a woman without a voice, Briony," he whispers against my lips. "Let me be the throat through which you scream." 》 Briony Strait Sex, masturbation, erotic thoughts. I was taught these things were shameful. Sinful. Vile. Girls like me aren't promiscuous. We look down on those who are. We're proper. Pure. Innocent. But the more I see of the masked man lurking in the shadows of the night, the more evidence of his sick obsession of me, the more my lustful imagination runs wild. I wanted sin. And I wanted it with him. Aero is my stalker. He's like the air around him. Vanishing whenever he pleases. Showing up to surprise me when I least expect it to pleasure me in ways unimaginable. He only has two rules for me: Give myself over to my hidden desires. Never find out who he is. What he doesn't realize is he's creating a monster. One with the same insatiable hunger for the sickest form of toxic love. THAT SIK LUV