[FIRST INSTALMENT] Fred Weasley is known as the joker and one half of a twin. His dazzling good looks, gorgeous blue eyes which contrast perfectly with flaming red hair and his ability to do well enough in his exams without actually trying. He's near enough perfect, isn't he? Then there's Hermione Granger. The know-it-all girl who always has a book in her hands and can be found in the library most nights. She is the one who is in love with Ron Weasley. Well... she was in love with Ron. After the war, Fred is broken in half. His twin has just died, leaving Fred alone in the world. Fred didn't think he would ever have been able to live or even breathe without his twin but that was before he realised he just might have a shot with Hermione, the girl he had loved since her fourth year. Of course difficulties arise with every story and this story is no different. Hermione is taken by Ron but that doesn't stop Fred. Read this story for some betrayal, anger, loss, defiance and most of all, the one thing that binds every being with another... love.

*COMPLETE* CRAZY and COMPLICATED. That's what Hermione's life becomes when, after a heated argument with the Slytherins, Ron impulsively bets away Hermione for the Quidditch Match. 🎲🎲🎲🎲🎲🎲🎲 ⚠️Be Warned: THERE WILL BE PEEVES. 👻👻👻⚠️ ⛔May contain MATURE THEMES ⛔ "Malfoy!" she spat. "How dare you come here??! Give me one reason not to hex you. But wait, I'll still hex you", she said menacingly. "Relax Granger", he drawled with his signature smirk. "I am just here to inform you of our date." 💜💜💜💜💜💜 "This book is truly one of a kind..i have read many fanfics of Dramione and none of em can even compare to this.." ~~ @MtheWitch 💐💐💐💐💐💐 "SAVAGE" ~~ @StarWarrior22 🍃🍃🍃🍃🍃🍃 Disclaimer: All rights, to the original Harry Potter franchise and characters, belong to JK Rowling. I only own what I add to it. #1 on #dramionewhatshot #1 on #dracomalfoywhatshot #3 on #harrypotterwhatshot #63 in Fanfiction on 2.7.17 #195 in Fanfiction on 14.5.17 #200 in Fanfiction on 12.5.17

Five years ago, mermaids were discovered to actually exist, but the world's response was to hunt them down for their beautiful, unusual scales and create products like clothing, accessories, and such out of them. Mermaids could turn into humans and roam the land, but they had scales covering their ankles, showing that they were mermaids. Mikasa always thought the idea of mermaids was interesting, and she was ashamed that the humans mistreated them so badly. One day, she notices one of her classmates wandering around the lighthouse atop a hill over the sea near where she lived. She recognized him as Eren, a student who transferred recently, and she sees him lunge towards the cold, wavy sea below.

in which Harry is stuck babysitting the infamous brat.

[Completed] داستان درمورد یه دختر ۱۷ ساله به اسم کلویی هست که بعد از روبرو شدن با یکی از پسرای مدرسه و وابسته شدن بهش زندگیش به خطر میوفته و...

نمیتونستم ادامه بدم. همه رفته بودن. رفتم جلوی قبرش. به اسمش و عکسش که داشت میخندید نگاه کردم. صداش تو مغزم تکرار میشد. «میدونی چیه؟ میخوام عشقمو بهتر از کلمات بهت نشون بدم.» بهش گفتم. دستمو کردم تو جیبم. درش آوردم و گذاشتمش رو سرم. چشمامو بستم. «بهتر از کلمات..» زمزمه کردم و ماشه رو کشیدم.

it was three in the morning when he came in her room through the window pleading to talk and the thought stroke her. 'the only people up this late are either in love or heartbroken' he couldn't sleep because heartbroken people hardly caught a nuff of sleep so she let him in and by five in the morning he was fast asleep on the right side of her bed, the side he liked. but she wasn't. the thought stroke her again. 'the only people up this late are either in love or heartbroken' she knew he was heartbroken and so was she but she could comprehend that it might be the thief of his sleep but it wasn't certainly the reason keeping her up at such ungodly hour. and when the list of two reasons was striked down to one, she realised she's screwed. ✧ (when we collide) ✧ (© zalaxy-) ✧ (all rights reserved) - (starting chapters need major editing so bare w me:))

❖1950's❖ It was wrong, so very wrong. I knew that I shouldn't have felt the way I did towards him, but I did. I couldn't help it. No matter how inappropriate and corrupt our relationship was, I could not let go. He had my heart and soul, everything really. The only problem was he worked for my father. He was a servant. A worker. A laborer. Highest rank: #185 in Fanfiction *One of my first stories so please don't hate on it too much!*

Jean thinks Mikasa is for Eren but soon finds out different.

"تو فرشته شکلاتی زندگی منی" "نیاز دارم بغل بشم، بغلم میکنی؟" • شکلات هایی که هنوز خورده نشده بودن •