--warning: cuteness overload-- SIDE STORY TO THOSE COLD EYES. Sebastian is shyer than shy, but after meeting Dylan and Tyra he's starting to crawl out if his little shell. So when Kaiden gives him his phone number, Seb gives his in return. From that moment on a new world opens up to the cute teenager. Kaiden sends messages that make Seb dance around in his room. Dance with the butterflies that soar within his stomach. Kaiden gives him kisses that make his body burn. But even happiness has its opposite. Seb's mother keeps a tight leash, and her dreams for her son doesn't match well with the dreams that keep Seb afloat. She dreams of a son with a perfect life, a perfect education and a perfect wife. Sometimes dreams come true, but you want them to be your own, not your mother's.

It started off as a prank on the last year of Hogwarts, after the war. But it lead to a steamy hour in the shower... which lead to a hot day, to a hot week, to a hot month... but they are only bump it bros, right?

"Did I just see you kiss Draco Malfoy?" Ron asked, eyes wide. "Of course not, are you insane!? I was whispering to him how much I hate him..." Harry responded. "Is that Malfoy's quidditch jersey?" Hermione questioned. Harry rolled his eyes. "I lost a bet."

AU where Harry doesn't get together with Ginny. Instead, he ends up falling for a certain grey-eyed Slytherin; one who makes the first move.

"Please let me go!" I cried. He smiled and tucked a strand of my hair behind my ear. "It's okay, soon you'll be the perfect doll for me." *** Daisy Jefferson never expected to be sobbing in the trunk of a car but that is exactly where she ended up. Daisy is now being held hostage by one of her classmates: Peter Powell. One of the popular kids who you would have never expected to be an insane kidnapper. Now that Peter has Daisy, he wants to turn her into the perfect doll. All Peter has ever dreamed of is a pretty doll that he could control. And now Daisy can be that. Just one flaw in his plan: Daisy doesn't want to be there, and she will do anything to escape. (By the way, the lines on the girls face on the cover is like the sketching outlines when you draw. So you know where to put the face and lips.)

It All started when Ginny and Luna invited the golden trio, and some designated slytherins to the room of requirement to play truth or dare, but it ends up as a tradition for the new family, and what happens when they finish their school, and several of the teachers retire, or went missing in the war? ------------------ I don't take Credit for the cover, Credit goes to the owner. I will publish whenever, don't worry I am working on it Ships: Drarry, pansmione, blairon, linny, slight bit of wolfstar and romione. BTW, I haven't planned this story completely but I have an idea, sorry about bad writing in the first couple of chapters. Highest rating: #2 - after hogwarts !!Warning!! : strong language, fluff, drama, fluff, a lil smut, fluff, gayness, fluff, gay fluff, A BIT OF SMUT OK DON'T KILL ME YOU'RE WARNED, Jealousy and Oh- did I mention gayness?

Another one of those potions gone wrong fics, this one leaves Draco blinded. Draco's not totally blind though, he can see people's souls, and the only one that can stop this particular vision is one Harry Potter. Making Harry become his personal assistant to help him with classes and life. What happens when Draco realizes why Harry stops the sight of all other souls? ***THIS IS AN UNFINISHED FIC, I AM JUST DONE WRITING AS I'VE LOST THE INSPIRATION FOR IT!*** {Cover picture was found off of Google Images, the artist is choutte-e on DeviantArt I don't own Harry Potter, J.K. Rowling does, as does Warner Brothers' Entertainment}

Jeanie was excited for summer, just like everyone else. But when her parents announce that they will be going to Europe for the summer with some high school friends, Jeanie will be stuck babysitting their eight kids for the summer. What she didn't expect was that they were all boys... ---------- Cover picture credit: my cousin Editing: me via Aviary

COMPLETE #1 in Fantasy #1 in Adventure #1 in Historical Fiction ---------- Sometimes, believing helps us to see truth. Other times, we need a little evidence to believe. But there is truth behind everything; every false manoeuvre, ever little lie...a small piece of truth is hidden. Just like truth is wound into legends too. Growing up best friend to the future King, Arabelle never really thought her life could go wrong. Whenever she wanted something, or needed something, she would get it. Then she lost her father at a young age and Arabelle was forced into a world of dresses, balls, and lies. Being a tomboy, Arabelle would have rather been out on her horse doing archery practice with her brothers. When Arabelle gets curious and sneaks into a forbidden area of the castle, she discovers a deadly secret: her bloodline is sacred, dating back to a legend surrounded by the one thing she knows not to be true. Unsure what to do, she gets caught up in a series of events that lead to her being hidden and whisked away from the only familiar place she knew. After making some unlikely allies, Arabelle sets off on a journey to find the legend of the last dragon egg. Fate has something big in store for her; will she be able to withstand the pressure of it all?There is one thing Arabelle needs to learn to survive this new place... Some things are more than a legend. ---------- © Isabella Espe 2013 - 2019 This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents either are the product of the author's imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, events, or locales is entirely coincidental. This work is unedited. Your patience and leniency towards any grammatical or spelling errors is requested while you read this story. This story was written in 2013, and the author knows there are a lot of errors in this work. Thank you for understanding. ---------- Credit to @Abyss-of-Crazy for the cover!

COMPLETE Let me make this crystal clear, because you don't seem to understand," he said, his voice deceptively calm, but laced with venom. "I paid for you to be my wife. That means you do what I say. You're mine now." He flicked a check toward me, and it fluttered to the ground between us. I couldn't look away from him, though my chest tightened in panic. My hands shook as I fought back tears, refusing to let him see me break. But he wasn't finished. "What did you expect?" he scoffed, eyes narrowing. "This is what gold diggers like you get. Money has a price, and now you're paying yours. Enjoy it, wife." Without another word, he turned and walked away, leaving me standing in the massive, empty living room-speechless, breathless, and drowning in disbelief. I never expected this. © MaryRose 2018. All rights reserved. Content Disclaimer: This story contains scenes of physical and verbal abuse. Reader discretion is advised. My intention is not to romanticize or condone abusive behavior but to present a fictional story for entertainment purposes only. If themes of violence, toxic relationships, or power imbalances are triggering, please proceed with caution or choose a different story. This is a work of fiction and should not be taken as a guide to real-life relationships. Offensive or disruptive comments will be removed to maintain a positive reading experience for all.