"Tell me, Potter? Is he mine? Is Albus my son?" Follow the adult lives of Henrietta Potter and Draco Malfoy when their worlds once again collide as long kept secrets are uncovered and heartbreaking truths are revealed. *** Female Harry X Draco Malfoy. *** TRIGGER WARNINGS: Contains mature language and sexual scenes throughout Mentions of alcohol misuse Violence, death and grief ***** Cover designed and created by @etsansmoi

Grace was an ordinary girl... Sike. This isn't one of those stories. Meet Grace Belmonte, who belongs to one of the biggest gangs in Italy. She's well known for her smart mouth, racing, bad-ass fighting and now the target on her back... After killing three of the Italian Mafia's best men, she unintentionally caught the attention of Antonio Romero; the Mafia's ruthless leader. And now he wants her... - - - He let go of my hands to cup my ass and I kissed him once again, my hands tangled in his black hair. We finally broke apart, his forehead leaning on mine. "Vuoi tornare a casa mia? (Wanna go back to my place?)", he asked me with a smirk. "Sì. (Yes.)", I breathed. He let go of me and stepped back, giving me just enough time to punch him in the stomach and run back to my car. - Warning: Strong language and mature scenes!

Book 2 of Sapphire. If you haven't ready Sapphire already, please do so in order to understand Bronzite and avoid spoilers. Blue eyes like sapphires and brown ones like bronzites. Beatrice Nott and Fred Weasley's history is far from easy, and after years of war and finding each other despite the thundering storm, light could be seen at the end of the tunnel. And now, Beatrice remembers. She remembers it all. But the war still rages on. How far will they go to protect each other and their family? Desperate times call for desperate measures. There isn't much two shattered souls wouldn't do to protect their most precious stone. Their diamond. Disclaimer: I only own the characters that I created, everything else belongs to she who must not be named. This fanfic does not follow the events of the books and only contains certain aspects of it since it is an AU. We do not support JKR's beliefs in this household so if you do please kindly get out.

Everyone knew the cliché. It wasn't a secret. Cold hearted Slytherin falls for a warm and overly loud Gryffindor. That wasn't Beatrice's case. She was the cold hearted Slytherin, but the simple concept of love bored her to death. She had known love, yes. But not the kind he was offering. Love at first sight? She probably would have laughed on anyone's face who dared mention the most classic trope of them all. "Utter bullshit," she answered every single time. Until, it happened to her and struck her between her sapphire eyes like a stunning spell. Tumbling down everything that she had ever known and believed in. But she was stubborn. And so was he. Disclaimer: I only own the characters that I created, everything else belongs to she who must not be named. This fanfic does not follow the events of the books and only contains certain aspects of it since it is an AU. We do not support JKR's beliefs in this household so if you do please kindly get out.

{𝗕𝗼𝗼𝗸 𝟱} There are some stories that are told, but some others are just meant to be buried away. We have all heard the heroic story of Regulus Black; a Pureblood wizard who joined the Dark Lord at a young age, only to see the darkness within. So he finds one of his Horcruxes and sacrifices himself in hopes of destroying it. Or at least, this is just a small part of a story which we've never been told before; a tale that other than Regulus, only a girl named Alexandra Starling could've known.

{𝗕𝗼𝗼𝗸 𝟰} By the time the first Wizarding War came to an end, Jenna Potter had lost everyone she had and the love of her life was sent to Azkaban for a crime he hadn't even committed. And so, she ran away in order to forget all about her painful past. But after twelve years, Jenna comes upon a news, stating that the infamous murderer, Sirius Black, has escaped prison. Only learning that her nephew was still alive and known all over the world as The Boy Who Lived, Jenna moves back to England to fulfill her duty as Harry Potter's godmother. But in hopes of unraveling the truth and proving that Sirius had been innocent all along, she goes undercover as Crookshanks. And so, with the help of Padfoot, they embark upon a new journey together, never intending to let one another go as the promise of a second wizarding war arrives.

" I can't just pretend that she never existed, like we didn't just bury my little sister! " ( 𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐑𝐘 𝐏𝐎𝐓𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐔𝐍𝐈𝐕𝐄𝐑𝐒𝐄 ) [𝚄𝙿𝙳𝙰𝚃𝙴𝚂: TBC] [𝙱𝙾𝙾𝙺 𝚃𝚆𝙾] [𝙻𝙸𝚃𝚃𝙻𝙴 𝙼𝙰𝙻𝙵𝙾𝚈 𝚂𝙴𝚁𝙸𝙴𝚂]

[ WATTYS '18 LONG-LISTED ] ❝ I have slit throats far more beautiful than yours.❞ In which a thousand brides have fallen, and she is the last, so she spins a tale as old as time to live the dawn. | an arabian nights x beauty and the beast crossover | (cover by ES Johnson) trailer (video by @AKfiction): https://youtu.be/2OSjakJrUeo

After being trapped in a women trafficking society in the guise of a Convent and auctioned to the highest bidder, Sarah finds herself at the mercy of a Ruthless god, a mafia boss who is unfeeling and has a lust for blood but never would she have guessed that she would become his kryptonite. ★★★ "Look at me, Sarah." He appealed softly and lifted her chin with a curved finger and she reluctantly lifted her head and looked into his eyes. His head slowly descended and he captured her lips. She couldn't do anything, she just stood there and let him run his hands down her body, especially the sides. His kisses were soft and tender. The taste of liquor was still on his lips and demanding tongue and the smell of tobacco still lingered on his breath. He wrapped his arms around her slim form, bringing her body against his and kissed her deeply but passionately, running both hands up her back to under her neck to lift her full curly hair and feel the smooth texture in his palm. Despite all this, she didn't respond to him. She was rather too stunned to even return his kisses and his demanding caresses. Sensing her reluctance and her non-responsive attitude to his kisses, he stopped kissing her and stepped back.

"𝙷𝚎 𝚑𝚞𝚛𝚝 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚠𝚑𝚘 𝚍𝚒𝚍 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚎 𝚝𝚘? 𝙼𝚎, 𝚢𝚎𝚝 𝚗𝚘𝚠 𝚢𝚘𝚞'𝚛𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚛𝚘𝚠𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚖𝚎 𝚊𝚠𝚊𝚢 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎 𝚒𝚝'𝚜 𝚗𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐. 𝙻𝚒𝚔𝚎 𝙸 𝚖𝚎𝚊𝚗 𝚗𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐."