Dahlia Bridgerton was not meant to be the diamond of the season. Fate decided that honor belonged to her twin, shining effortlessly beneath the watchful eye of London. Yet while society's gaze followed one sister, it was the other who quietly captured the attention of half the ton, including a visiting prince. Reserved, sharp-tongued, and far less interested in playing the marriage mart's games, Dahlia soon finds herself entangled in whispered speculation, sibling rivalry, and a courtship neither she nor the city of London saw coming. //revising as i go bridgerton ; prince friedrich x fm!oc season 1 © VOIDEDSLYTHERIN, 2026

Reincarnated as... a crow in The Vampire Diaries. Why can't I be Caroline or Bonnie?! Damn you, spirit guide! Why am I a crow?! But not just any crow... Damon Salvatore's crow! Determined to see her long-time crush, Stefan Salvatore, she flutters, spies, and perches her way into his life. "I'll call you Rory. My Rory," Stefan says with a fond smile, aware that the bird understands every word. ⋆.˚𓅨࿐ Everything's fine... until Damon shows up. "What are you doing with my crow, Stefan?" "Rory is my crow!" "Rory?! That's my crow! And you...come here now!" Rory just wants to fly away as the brothers bicker over her... unaware that things are about to get even weirder. ⋆.˚𓅨࿐ "...Wait... I have hands?" ⋆.˚𓅨࿐ Based on the TV series *The Vampire Diaries* by L.J. Smith and its adaptation by Kevin Williamson & Julie Plec. All characters and world elements belong to their respective creators. This is fanfiction is for entertainment purposes only.

Harriet Potter died a hero. Lyra Dorea Potter was never meant to remember that life. But memories are insidious things, on her seventh birthday, they return in a torrent of blood, green light and cloying loneliness. Her parents, Charlus and Dorea Potter, alive, powerful and furious. swear that fate will not claim their daughter. Voldemort will fall, before he even becomes a problem. As Lyra grows, in a world changed by forewarning, she draws the attention of the Ancient and Noble House of Black. Sirius Black brilliant, reckless, loyal and in desperate need of someone who sees him, becomes the one soul she trusts above all others. This is a story of a girl reborn, once desperately fighting to survive. But is now only wanting to live, peacefully and find love. After all, love is the most ancient and powerful magic. DISCLAIMERS *Story and characters belong to J.K Rowling* This is complete non profit only oc characters belong to me, no text has been taken from the books

As the cherished twin of Eloise Bridgerton, Elizabeth was raised wrapped in comfort, indulgence, and quiet affection. Her brothers ensured she lacked for nothing, her world filled with silk dresses, polished shoes, and the kind of attention reserved for those born into privilege. Yet despite a life of ease, Elizabeth's heart remained untouched by cruelty. She is gentle where others are sharp, kind where society often demands indifference. Above all, she believes in love. Her mother taught her that marriage should be more than duty, that it should be built on tenderness, devotion, and choice. And Elizabeth listened. She dreams not of titles or strategy, but of a love that feels sincere, a future chosen with her whole heart. John has watched her from the edges of that world for years. A footman in the Bridgerton household, he knows his place well. He has stood quietly in doorways, held open carriages, and witnessed Elizabeth's kindness in moments meant for no one else. He has seen her gratitude, her warmth, her softness and understood, from the beginning, that loving her was forbidden. Because Elizabeth Bridgerton belongs to a world he can serve, but never claim. In a society governed by rules that cannot bend, their feelings are dangerous things, unspoken, unseen, and impossible to ignore. And yet, love has a way of growing even in the spaces it is not allowed to exist. This is a story of privilege and restraint, of devotion held in silence, and of a young woman raised to believe in love only to discover that the heart does not care who it is meant to belong to. Bridgerton S2-S4

An eminent girl who was known for her profound capability to exterminate any evil existence not knowing the fated ones she has eagerly searched for centuries are the feracious vampire kings that enjoy basking themselves in darkness. Nevertheless, being the romanticist herself, it didn't stop her from giving her heart, soul and body to them. [ volturi kings x oc ] Started : 14/5/2023 End : 8/2/2026

After the war, Harry travels around the world, deciding to settle in New York. There, he bonds with his neighbours, discovering a whole new world that's also hiding from muggles... Or should he say mortals now?

The tilt of your head, the curve of your eyes. The purse of your lips. Every syllable your mouth drops. The little gestures you unconsciously make. Everything you do, why can't you see you're seducing them? ⋆✦⋆　 In which a modern lady transported into an infamous BL manhwa and caught unwanted attentions. 𝘙𝘦𝘥 𝘝𝘦𝘭𝘷𝘦𝘵 '𝙋𝙨𝙮𝙘𝙝𝙤' 01:43 ━━━━●───── 04:40 ⇆ㅤ ㅤ◁ㅤ ❚❚ ㅤ▷ ㅤㅤ↻ ılıılıılıılıılıılı ᴠᴏʟᴜᴍᴇ : ▮▮▮▮▮▮▮▮▮▮

Diana: "Hey, you. Ever die from cancer and wake up as someone who technically didn't exist?" Harry: "And then end up in a world where magic and multiverses collide - with her dragging me into chaos." Diana: "Chaos? Please. I call it epic. Terrifyingly awesome, actually." Harry: "Fine. Epic, crazy, intimidating. And yes, I still fell for her." Diana: "And I fell for him. But shh - spoilers." Harry: "So buckle up. Expect magic, danger, and lots of teasing." Diana: "And me being fabulous. You're stuck with us now. Enjoy the ride!"

The throne room of Olympus had never felt so cold. A place once blazing with divine light and roaring power now felt like a mausoleum. Stagnant. Breathless. Waiting for the dead. Percy stood chained at the center-celestial bronze biting into her wrists, glowing faintly as though eager to taste more blood. Her once-vibrant armor was gone. Her clothes torn, soaked in sea salt and ash, the remnants of a battle that should have made her a savior. Now she was merely... a defendant. "You acted without divine consent," Athena pronounced, voice sharp enough to carve marble. "I saved lives," Percy shot back, jaw tight. "Mortals were dying. And you're upset I didn't schedule a meeting first?" Zeus rose, lightning splitting across his throne like spiderwebs. "You unleashed forces mortals are forbidden to command! You have forgotten your place!" "My place?" Percy laughed, but the sound was splintered. "My place was at the front of every war you threw me into!"

"Percy," Chaos said carefully, voice calm. Too calm. "Are you... inadequately covered?" "I-uh-you-you can see everything," She said, waving helplessly. "I'm basically a human pancake in your shirt." "I see," He said. Gold eyes scanning. "That is... inappropriate." "You think?" "I also see your undergarments," He added after a beat. "But they are... not where they belong." Percy's eyebrows practically leapt into her hairline. "They're... where?"