Una constante en la vida de Harry Potter, era que el mundo había definido su vida aun antes de que él aprendiera hablar. Luego de vencer a Tom Riddle todo el mundo esperaba que se convirtiera en un Auror exitoso, se casara y llevara la prodigiosa vida del Niño-elegido. Pero el peso de la guerra es una carga difícil de llevar, sobre todo para quién jugó el rol de salvador. Tras un año como auror, todo en en la vida del niño dorado se desploma. El mismo peso toca la puerta de Draco Malfoy, el mundo seguramente esperaba que tras la guerra se pudriese en una celda. En su lugar, Draco aprenderá que la absolución no significa que no debe confrontar sus pecados. Sin embargo ¿cómo se supone que debe hacerlo si no tiene magia? Presionados por sus miedos, ambos se ven obligados a retornar una vez más a Hogwarts. Sin trolls, sin Basiliscos, sin Voldemort, un enemigo silencioso y quizás muchísimo más letal: sus propias culpas y pesadillas. Nada será igual cuando magia pura y antigua se entrometa entre sus vidas. -¿Por qué crees que puedo leerte la mente?- preguntó Draco uniendo sus miradas. -Creo que todo esto tiene que ver con que somos muy parecidos. Ninguno de los dos tuvo mucha palabra en la guerra y -los ojos esmeralda resplandecían con una seguridad que de seguro era inesperada hasta para el propio Harry- y también creo que tiene que ver con que eres importante, eres anormalmente importante para mí. Saga 'Harry Potter y el misterio del Hébrido Negro', Libro Primero.

"You know what I think, Miss Moore?" He moved closer, the scent of Peppermint, musk and a hint of cigarette deeply present in my nostrils. "And what would that be, Mr Malfoy?" "I think if Scorpius ever fucked you right, you wouldn't be here at this moment" He was so very close, I couldn't resist. He was like an illegal drug, a forbidden love and that's what made it all exciting. AnnaLeigh Moore and Scorpius Malfoy have been together since they were kids and now it was time to meet the family but what happens when trouble in papardise leaves AnnaLeigh turning towards the comfort of her boyfriends father? *Draco Malfoy fan fic* #1 scorpiusmalfoy 1/3/21 #1 behindclosedoors 27/9/22 Book 1 of the BCD series.

Ophelia moves to New York for baking school to escape from all the troubles back home. Her best friend and soon to be step sister, Soul moves with her and convinces Ophelia to get a job as a stripper for extra money. Little does Ophelia know that the owner of the club is going to effect her life in more ways then one. Trying to move on from the past that still haunts her, Ophelia, tries to trust in a man again after only knowing him for such little time. * 'I felt his hands wrap around my waist, pulling me onto his lap and my back collided with his chest. My breathing quickened as I felt his hand slide along my thigh and he whispered in my ear, "keep moving." I didn't hesitate to grind my hips on his lap, I felt him harden beneath me and heard him groan out loud while my ass was sliding up and down on him.' * Yessss lots of smut btw so be prepared please vote and share!!! Love you guys!!

Draco and Hermione have to share the same dorm. One thing leads to another, and Hermione makes it her mission to seduce Draco. Will she be successful? How will this story end? Read on to find out.

Alice Monroe was a good person who was about to do a very bad thing. A professional dancer at twenty-four, Alice had worked tirelessly for years to achieve perfection in all areas of her life. She had the perfect boyfriend, the perfect dream job in her pocket, as well as the unfortunate, naïve belief that perfection is built to last. All it took was one night to tear down everything Alice had built for herself until she was left single, jobless, and her heart stained with betrayal. With her tail tucked between her legs, she drives to Chicago to move in with her older sister until she's back on her feet. Little did she know that this was just the beginning of her twist of fate nightmare. Ethan Black is waiting for her in Chicago as a perfect stranger, but soon after he and Alice meet, it's impossible for either of them to deny that they're destined to be much more. The only problem? Ethan's engaged to be wed to her sister. STORY IS COMPLETE

Hunter is currently finishing her last year of school. She wants to become a Lawyer and is sacrificing every Friday night to spend at home to get the grades she needs for University. She orders takeaway from her favourite local pizza place 'Crusti's Pizza'. She orders at the same time, the same pizza and the same guy delivers it every Friday night. So what happens when her regular guy doesn't show up and a new delivery guy turns up with the wrong order? Will sparks fly or will Hunter decide never to call 'Crusti's Pizza' again. ~~~~~~~ Copyright © 2016 by Debbie Brock All rights reserved. No part of this publication may be reproduced, distributed, or transmitted in any form or by any means, including photocopying, recording, or other electronic or mechanical methods, without the prior written permission of the publisher, except in the case of brief quotations embodied in critical reviews and certain other noncommercial uses permitted by copyright law. So basically, copy my work, and I'll hunt you down. :) Amazing covers by: @halle_is_a_wolf

Don't cry. Don't cry. You're stronger than that. He's not worth it. He's not worth those tears. I took a deep breath and blinked my eyes rapidly as I made my way out of the office. Kyle was over there smiling in victory and when his eyes met mine, he smirked coldly at me. This time I could hold my tears in as they fell from my eyes. As Kyle's eyes followed the trails of tears down my cheek, his smirk slowly dropped. He looked taken aback and his gaze softened. I shivered in anger and disgust at him. I cant believe I just let him see me cry. I speed walked out of the cafe's door. As I started to hail a cab, a hand grabbed my arm and turned me around. "What do you want, Kyle? Haven't you done fucking enough?" I screamed at him. "No, I--" "Are you happy now? Satisfied, yet? Huh?" I shouted at him as I repeatedly jabbed my index finger at his chest. "Kyle, This might be just some game to you but to me it was my only chance of survival." I paused, my voice husky from all the screaming and my tone laced with sadness, "And you just came and blew it away." I say as another tear escapes my eye. "Avery--" He gives me a pained expression and raises his hand to touch my cheek but I slap it away. "Don't fucking touch me!" I screamed and then said "You think that you're so high and mighty, don't you?" I croaked out in a sarcastic tone and the tears repeatedly trailed down my face. "Well someday you'll lose the one thing that you've treasured most and then you'll regret everything you've done." "But by then, it'll be too late because it'll be all gone." I finish and get in the cab as I wipe the tears running down my cheek. ☆☆☆☆☆ Actual summary of the book inside. Enjoy. #4 TeenFiction 20/12/19 #1 in Maturecontent 3/12/18 #21 in arrogant 14/05/19 #4 in billionaire 11/1/20 #80 in romance 29/12/19

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❀ FEATURED ON WATTPAD'S EDITORS' PICKS LIST ❀ [The Closer is intended for readers with an appetite for the dark and sexy. Read at your own discretion.] "What about that no fucking colleagues policy, huh? The one you so haughtily rubbed in my face?" The way to wound my heart is through my pride. The bastard knew that. But the look in Hans' eyes told me this wasn't a game to get me all riled up. "If your office ethics involve you getting into Tim's pants, then why don't I get to play too?" His hands flew down to my legs, tickling the bare skin on my legs and shocking me into stillness when I felt him pull up the corners of my dress till they were bunched up at my waist. "You can't," I breathlessly whispered as he forced my legs apart. One hand sauntered up to my neck, resting at my collarbone while the other snaked between my legs, parting my thighs until he had all of me resting at the tip of his fingers. "Is this cause of him," he growled, his finger dipping into my heat just slightly, circling the entrance, "or me?" He sounded so needing, so deprived. It turned me on knowing that I was the one making him feel this way, that despite being the one thrown up against a wall, I had the ultimate power over this man. "It's...It's you." I gulped and met his eyes. "It's all you." ● What happens when an unstoppable, hard-hitting business woman meets an unmovable, chauvinist, and utterly exhausting heir to a multi-million empire? Disaster, of course. For Tris, Hans Castellan proves to be more than a challenge of the heart and of the body. For Hans, Tris Henderson turns out to be a woman worth fighting for, despite a rocky start and more than a few broken hearts. Then again, no one said closing this deal would be easy. ● © Beatrice Manuel, All Rights Reserved