Draco Malfoy's history of poor decision-making continues after the war, when he returns to Hogwarts under strict probation. Bored and restless, he decides to cast the infamous Vanishing Cabinet spell to link his bed with the bed of a willing witch. But something goes horribly wrong, and instead of the buzzy flirt Draco's been secretly meeting, his bed keeps delivering an extremely unamused Hermione Granger. So begins Draco's travesty of an "Eighth Year," where nothing goes to plan and good deeds NEVER pay. His mother owls him daily prophecies of doom, a rabid she-weasel stalks him through the castle, and his mad roommate from Durmstrang plots to avenge the Dark Lord. Each day Draco struggles with his worst nature and often loses. Every night brings Granger back again, wreaking havoc with his body and mind. Draco is convinced he's headed straight back to Azkaban and he's almost looking forward to the trip. COMPLETE! (Illustration by K Writes Dramione)

And so it began: Grew up together, Best (family) friends, Lapland, and secretly loving each other. But how does it continue after that one holiday? Will it be a life-changing decision, or a decision full of regrets? A story where no one knows how it ends... To be continued... is the sequel of the book Fleece Navidad ☃️ Mick Schumacher (the Christmas Special).

Set one year before Descendants, life on the Isle of the Lost wasn't all mischief and fun. There was lust, betrayal, and blood spilled across the floor. Evie and Harry; a pirate and a princess; enemies and lovers. As their relationship continues to grow, the tension between their gangs threatens to ruin what they have. Navigate through their rocky relationship as they begin their wicked homecoming into the world. (All Descendants characters, settings, etc, do not belong to me whatsoever.) First published in August 2017. #1 in Hevie {03/22/20}

"'Are you sure you can manage it, Granger?'" ----- Hermione has, once again, gotten caught for being out after hours. Dumbledore and McGonagall agree that the best punishment for her... is to work for the slytherin quidditch team. how will she survive? ----- dramione *sexual content and slight sexual assault/harassment*

The War is won, and Hermione Granger is back at Hogwarts as an Eighth Year, feeling reckless and determined to shed her prim bookworm persona. Also returning is Draco Malfoy, universally hated but determined to restore his family's name. Hermione's hopes for a quiet school year are quickly dashed as she contends with mischievous First Years, killer plants, enchanted hair accessories, a totally inappropriate Moaning Myrtle, renegade Death Eaters, a nice vampire, a poorly named study group, a depraved party, and mysterious, threatening blood messages on the castle walls. We have redemption, partial redemption and (sadly or hilariously) no redemption at all. Throw in a snarky, disturbingly attractive Draco with his own secret agenda, and we have a very slow-burn Dramione with a side of who-dun-it. COMPLETE!

The past and the present. Then and now. Hate and love. Or was there never hate and only just love? -- This isn't just a typical story, this is a story with a fantastic crossover. This book is connected with @formula1islife's book; Lost and Found. Our storylines will crossover at many points. We highly recommend adding both of our books to your library so you can keep up with the storylines!

You haven't seen each other for a couple of years. Your family decides to go to Lapland again. There are only ten more days until Christmas when you arrive. Will you reconnect? Or will there be only more distance between you two? This Christmas Special is written for you, but together with you and your ideas.

I was surprised when she ran her hands down my abs, almost to the waist band of my pants. "Mila," I warned, watching her bite back a smile. There was unmistakable tension around us and I had no idea where it came from. Maybe it was the alcohol. I stared down at her, watching the sultry look on her face. "What are you doing to me," I muttered, resting my forehead against hers. I barely had a chance to blink before her lips were pressed against mine. My hands found their way to her hips, gripping them tightly as she tugged at my hair. Spinning her around, I pinned her against the wall. It felt like my lungs were going to burst as I pulled away, breathing hard. Mila gazed up at me, her eyes glazed over and cheeks pink. She reached up, wiping what I'm assuming was her lipstick from my lips. I couldn't help but lean down and press my lips against hers again. It was almost as if I was addicted to the way she fit against my body. "Ajax, we're both drunk," she gasped as I bit down on her ear gently. We could deal with the consequences later. ------------------------------------------------------------------------- TW: Mentions of Anxiety, Depression, and some suicidal thoughts Some Mature content - I'll put a warning before ;) Highest ranking in Romance - #8 12/20 Highest ranking in Dance - #1 12/22