[ EDITING] James Potter was a skilled and talented wizard, his name a renowned one amongst Hogwarts students. Many knew him because of his outstanding Quidditch skills, most because of his infatuation with Lily Evans, but everyone knew he was a key member of the infamous Marauders that tormented the castle on a daily basis. Everyone thought he was an open book, easy to read, easy to keep up with. No one really understood how a chap as charming as James Potter would end up falling in love with Alexis Riddle, a renowned name in her own right, for being Lord Voldemort's little sister that is. But of course, James had always been cursed with having the worst of luck in love, and the fact that his loved one had been conceived under the use of a love potion proved so. COVER BY: @arriddletobesolved EDITED BY: @justholdon2001 / / / / / / / / / / / / / / / / / / / / / / / / / / / / / / / / / / / / / / / James Potter/OC Marauders Era All the characters, except for OCs, rightfully belong to J.K. Rowling. A/N: The timeline of the books has been altered to suit the story better.

Jules Jenna hates the fact that she's trying to hide in her work to avoid grieving her parents' death. She needs someone in her life and she's never been good with relationships. But one thing she is good at is taking care of kids. She finally decides to take the plunge and adopt a child, whom she now can't imagine life without. Ceaser Thompson, CEO & widower, just found out that he has a child who was given up for adoption. Now he wants his flesh and blood, and the heiress to his companies. He'll do whatever it takes to have her as his own, legally. Read to find out if Ceaser's plan to get his daughter from her new mum, Jules, goes as planned.

"I had never known the true meaning of love, it was always something I just acted in movies. To me, there was no such thing as true love because I would never want to be vulnerable. I'd never want to be open to being torn apart but when I saw her. My daughter, everything changed. She was everything to me, I loved everything about her. To the way her nose wrinkled when she laughed and how her bangs were always messy when she ran around to much. I loved her chubby hands that would hold onto my jeans when I was busy and couldn't hold her hand. She is my princess, my true love." [not edited...sorry if some shit makes you cringe] Contains strong language even though it's a cute little book about a father growing to love a daughter he found out about on a guy's night. [#1- father] [#2 - daughter] [#3 - singlefather]

I look down at the frail frame of the girl. I unlatched her cage and nudged her with my foot. It seems cruel, but the other trainers would have done much worse to see her ignoring their commands to rise. "Wake up, you're being moved," I say to her, crouching down and shaking her. She lies unmoving and a heaviness settles in my chest. I move her hair from her face and press my fingers to her neck, trying to find a pulse. I purse my lips, feeling the faint beating of her weak heart. I look at the girl, watching her struggle to push air in and out of her lungs. I can tell she is sick. Do I put her in the truck with the others, or take her to the doctor? The truth is, nothing good awaits her in the truck. The only question is if it is crueler to go put her with the others, unconscious and barely holding on, or to take her to the doctor. I feel sick just thinking about it. She either dies here, or will wish she would have. I can't turn a blind eye to her though, I can't stand and watch as the life leaves her. Perhaps she will be thankful for me saving her life. ---- Hazel. She's a pretty little thing, far too precious and fragile for the life she was born into. Having lived most of her life in a training facility, she knows little of the beauty of the world or the people in it. A punishment gone bad, forever mares her, leaving her crippled, undesirable. Axel. He's an average man with an abnormal size. Being a Trainer, he is expected to be cold and cruel, someone he is not. It pays him money though, so perhaps living up to that expectation isn't that bad? When confronted with a choice he finally has to choose who he wants to be. Will he live up to others expectations? Or will he choose what may not be easiest, but what is right?

Ruth is beyond awkward. Noah has known her since she was 3, and even then she screamed at him for trying to hug her. She has autism, but she isn't her condition; it's just a part of Ruth that it's impossible to remove. Two years ago, there was confusion because of Ruth's inability to understand things, and what Noah felt for her. He went into teaching, she went into be a science article editor. When she moved back home and gets a job near her old town and Noah teaches at their old school, their paths cross, but rebuilding the past is slow, especially when you can't hug, or even touch, without triggering a possible panic attack with Ruth. This isn't any old love story; but is it one worth fighting for? Top charted: General Fiction #923!

REMOVED FROM SAVING LEAH SERIES "Hush, Little Lamb." I cry into his shirt, not caring that I am in his lap. His large hands run down my back in comfort, making my sobs turn into quiet hiccups. "That's it," Aiden comforts. The hospital door swings open and the second I see my father, I jump out of Aiden's lap and run into his arms. "It's alright Lucy. Mommy is gonna be just fine." "Do they know what happened, Mr. Astor?" Aiden asks from behind me. My father takes a moment to answer, "Drunk driver. She just has a fractured wrist. She will be fine," he says, looking down at me with an expression I don't understand. "Mom is gonna be alright, right?" "Yes, Love. She's going to be just fine," Father says, petting my back. His gaze stays fixated on Aiden in a way I don't understand. Wasn't father happy that Aiden, his favorite student, had followed his request to bring me here? ---- Lucy has grown up sheltered her whole life. With her loving father and three dominant brothers, she has had little experience with boys. Being completely oblivious to her beauty and desirable submissive qualities, she is shocked that she ever caught the eye of Aiden, who has been her father's friend and former student for years.

In which a girl can't go a day without an anxiety attack and a boy can't go a day without noticing

DISCLAIMER: This story is completed, however it is unedited. I wrote this story when I was very young, and it is reflected in the work. If you are looking for the edited version of Love, Emma as seen on my Instagram or Facebook, this is NOT it. . . . . . . . . . . "E-Emma? It's okay y-you know. I-I'm used to i-i-it." "You shouldn't have to be, some people disgust me, the nerve of them." "I can't blame t-t-th-them, I m-mean l-l-l-look at m-me." He sounds so defeated, even though I can tell he's trying to hide it, so hurt and broken and utterly defeated. And that, to me, is absolutely heartbreaking. Whipping around, he bumps into me, clearly not expecting my abrupt stop. "I am looking at you, and you're beautiful Nathan Walker, beautiful." There's tears in my eyes and a lump in my throat the size of a basketball, and my eyes are burning, and my heart hurts but it's so fast, pounding a beat against my chest---because he should know. People like Nathan deserve to be told how unequivocally, unconditionally, completely beautiful they are. . . . . . . . . . . Emma Dawn is a sixteen year old girl in the big city of Toronto who befriends her school's social pariah, Nathan Walker. Outcast for his looks, Nathan's a very quiet, very gentle, giant, but everything's not that simple; the tough guy one might assume him to be is nothing like what he actually is, not with his stutter, continuous insecurities, and his social anxiety. While their friendship develops, both at school and at his families Italian-style Cafe, Emma slowly starts to tear down his walls, finding herself deeply caring for the boy she finds behind them---a boy so caught up in his life's worth of ridicule, he has no idea of how beautiful he is. Read on into the story of Emma and Nathan, where she helps him come to terms with his anxiety, breaks his insecurities, and every other social standard set to define something beautiful. . . . . . . . . . .

❝ 𝐉𝐀𝐌𝐄𝐒 𝐏𝐎𝐓𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐈'𝐌 𝐆𝐎𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐓𝐎 𝐊𝐈𝐋𝐋 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐀𝐆𝐀𝐈𝐍! ❞ previously titled; clairvoyant post-war harry potter x oc