In the wake of the Dark Lord's triumph over Harry Potter, the defeated must learn their new place. Hermione Granger, former Golden Girl, has been captured and reduced to human chattel. Sold to the highest bidder as the top prize at an auction of Order members and sympathizers, she is thrust into the rabid, waiting hands of the Death Eaters. But despite the horrors of Voldemort's new world, help-and hope-seem to arise from the most unlikely of places. PART 3 of the RIGHTS AND WRONGS series. THIS STORY IS BY Lovesbitca8 ON AO3!! I DO NOT TAKE CREDIT FOR HER WORK WHATSOEVER!! - #83 on ao3 - 9|17|21 #31 on ao3 - 9|29|21 #33 on ao3 - 10|2|21 #445 on dramione - 10|6|21 #7 on ao3 - 5|14|22 #73 on wattpad - 7|31|23

sequel to bbr. please read that first :) ☆☆☆ hayden jones has been through a lot. a lot more than someone her age should. now finished her second year of college, hayden needs a break. lucky for her, her fabulous cousin spencer is celebrating his twenty-first birthday in hayden's home town. but as much as she hates it, drama is never far from hayden's life because her ex is also invited; the stubborn and ridiculously good looking chase everett.

"Your like Bambi, my own personal Bambi." He said with a smirk across his face. "So fragile and carefree, I would love to know if you taste like one."

Sylvia Rodriguez est une médecin en formation. Sous sa carapace de femme solide et libérée se cache une âme brisée par une adolescence compliquée. Sa vie bascule le jour où elle rencontre Duncan Reed, chef impitoyable et cynique des Rapaces, l'une des organisations criminelles les plus craintes de Californie. Mais celui-ci cache un lourd secret qui risque, à jamais, de changer la vie de la jeune doctoresse. L'un soigne, l'autre saigne. Entre devoir et passion, Rodriguez devra faire de nombreux choix qui ne seront pas sans conséquences. Ces deux écorchés réussiront-ils à s'apprivoiser ? Si oui, à quel prix ? ATTENTION ! Le contenu de cette histoire n'est pas approprié aux plus jeunes et concerne un public averti 🔞. Merci de prendre en compte cet avertissement. Texte protégé et déposé légalement.

"I love to taste you, but I hate kissing you" Chris admitted, his words cut me deeper than one thousand knives. He refuses to love me, but loves to touch me. "Truth or dare Chris?" I ask in between sloppy kisses, loving the way that his hands roamed my body. "Dare" he says, as he began to suck on my neck. "I dare you to love me" I say, feeling his smile press against my neck before saying the most dreadful words. "Never, Lucie" When Chris and Lucie meet, he couldn't stand the way that she holds herself, so beautiful but so fragile as she waited to be loved. He wanted to ruin her in more ways than one. Drug dealers and secrets are never a good mix, and when you start sleeping with one, the outcome is only imaginable. What harm can be done when it's just sex? 489 Pages #12- Hate #5- Truthordare 100k- 4/3/21 Editing- 1/6/22

[MATURE CONTENT] "He can't make your body feel the way I can," he breathed, proving his point with a simple flick of his finger as I almost came right then and there. I forced myself to say, "I love him." "No, you don't," he said, easily. "And even if you were with him, you wouldn't be able to go a day without my touch." "You're wrong." He rammed his finger up into me. I was forced to hold onto him to keep steady, my chest heaving against his as I desperately tried to control myself. Those dark eyes stared into my own with amusement, eyebrow cocking as if asking, 'you sure about that?' His lips brushed mine, and I had to resist the temptation to push mine into his. Then they were at my ear, warm and hot and a reminder to the excruciating pleasure he could make me feel with just his mouth. "Now let's show that lover boy of yours just what it sounds like to make you come undone."

A pair of caramel eyes, a sharp and pointed noise, a strong and defined jaw, and carnation pink lips-those were the words that could describe the man Allison Tanya Valmonte kept on dreaming every night. The man she didn't know existed. Bewitched and curious, she meticulously drew every detail of his physique and brought him to life using every stroke of her paint brush. Making that man her own masterpiece that would be featured on an art exhibit that she needed to attend to. On the day of the exhibit, their worlds collided-the man on her painting was standing next to her, real, alive, and breathing.

❝ Jimin ? -Oui, hyung ? -J'ai vu ma maman faire un bisou sur la bouche à mon papa, je peux te faire un bisou aussi ? -Sur ma bouche ? -Oui, je peux ? ❞ Là où deux enfants découvrent ce qu'est l'amour. -fluff débuté -- mars 2017 achevé -- septembre 2017 @-kiligg (-shyoon)

❝j'ai besoin d'amour.❞ ー ⓒ changgum + ceci est une reprise de la fiction 'heart'。| 21022017

Yoongi ne mange jamais lors de la pause déjeuner et Jimin ne cesse de vouloir le forcer à le faire. ©kookpotter 2016 courte fanfiction - yoonmin