OBX {based off the tv series Outer Banks~ season 1. This story does begin before the events of the first season.} A mysterious girl washes up unconscious on the Outer Banks in none other than John B's backyard. Nobody knows her name or who she is and neither does she. She's technically not a Pogue and she's not a Kook, she's a ghost with nowhere to go, so do the same Pogue vs Kook laws and rules apply to her when she finds herself living on the island?

Sometimes some people aren't worth saving, wether it be someone you love dearly or someone in serious need, some people are simply beyond the measures of accepting help. She was his sunshine in the gloomy days, but he was the rain that drought her fire. Scarlet Meadows is an nineteen year old girl who lives upon figure eight in Outer Banks and unexpectedly meets a troubled being whom takes an instant liking to her. When that feeling is reciprocated and she finds herself getting into all sorts of trouble, will she stay for the boy she has fallen in love with? Or will she leave behind the memories and rebellious activities she had fallen into a habit with because of lack of trust? TW: This novel will include sexual, explicit content, graphic depictions of violence, manipulation, strong language, drug abuse and mature themes that will explore abuse and trauma in some aspects. This book is endorsed as an 18+ and viewers discretion is advised, some may be trigger of what includes inside this fic. As the contents may trigger some, do read on with caution of being warned and a mature outlook on its themes.

𝐃.𝐌 | 18+ "Are you scared yet, Seven?" - In a post-war world ravaged by loss, the victorious Lord Voldemort divided the land into seven factions, each named after the most deadly of sins. Desperate for revenge after the death of a loved one during the battle of hogwarts, a mysterious girl only known as 'Seven' vows to destroy these Sins one by one. With only a handful of letters to her name and soon joined by a strange boy with white-blonde hair and questionable intent, Seven soon finds that the higher she climbs, the further she has to fall... {Sequel to HDLS that can also be read as a standalone} Harry Potter x Divergent x The Hunger Games x Post-apocalypse kinda vibes [𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆: 𝐌𝐀𝐓𝐔𝐑𝐄/𝐒𝐄𝐗𝐔𝐀𝐋 𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐓 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐋𝐀𝐍𝐆𝐔𝐀𝐆𝐄]

~ "I don't talk to sl*ts." Draco said coldly. "Now Malfoy, don't be butthurt because I'm not your little sl*t, you can dream though." ~ "Look at me while I f*cking destroy you." - Draco X OC (Stella Primrose) - Contains Smut (With warnings) I promise the writing gets better after a few chapters, just trust me. CONTAINS LOTS OF PLOT TWISTS! It's my thing and you have been warned. !!All credits go to JK ROWLING!! But I own the characters; Stella Primrose, Leon Primrose, Elias Henderson, Violet Nott. Slow burn? Don't know her.

*This story has a messy plot and unedited writing.* "𝐈 𝐰𝐨𝐧'𝐭 𝐥𝐞𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐡𝐮𝐫𝐭 𝐡𝐞𝐫. 𝐍𝐨𝐭 𝐚𝐟𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐲𝐨𝐮'𝐯𝐞 𝐝𝐨𝐧𝐞" 𝐃𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐨 𝐲𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐬 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐞𝐥𝐥. "𝐎𝐡, 𝐈 𝐰𝐨𝐧'𝐭 𝐛𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐤𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐡𝐞𝐫. 𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥" Zelia has never had it easy. And it gets worse when she transfers to Hogwarts, where she will deal with rumours, lies, betrayal and danger. And as the war approaches, the ministry wants her dead, Voldermort wants to use her as a weapon and her cruel dad wants her power for himself. And she deals with all of this, all while falling in love with Draco Malfoy. He would set fire to the world around him for her, but would never let a flame touch her.

❝Only three things are infinite: the universe, human stupidity, and my hate for Damon Salvatore; and I'm not even sure about the universe.❞ In 1864, Clara Forbes, daughter of Sheriff William Forbes, was engaged to the eccentric Damon Salvatore. They were deeply and recklessly in love, regardless of the consequences and not caring that their fathers were ashamed of them. In 1864, Katherine Pierce arrived at Mystic Falls. Mysteriously, Clara died. More than one hundred years later, Clara Forbes returns to Mystic Falls, and she's not ready for what the town she once called home will throw at her. One of those things is finding out that Damon Salvatore is still alive. OC x THE VAMPIRE DIARIES S2 - S3 BOOK ONE OF THE CLARA FORBES TRILOGY THIS STORY IS NOT EDITED.

He spent his reality in her past.. COMPLETED | EDITING

"He's back!" Harry cries. "Voldemort's back and he killed Cedric!" Malory's eyes grow big after the words come out of Harry's mouth. The pain slowly starts to fade and it's replaced by fear. "There's no way, right?" Blaise asks his friends. They all stay silent. Malory wipes the sweat from her neck and tries to breathe normally but struggles to do so. There is no way, he's dead. He died October 31st, 1981, Malory thinks to herself. But when she glances down at her left arm and rubs the fabric of her coat sleeve, a terrifying thought comes to mind. A thought that has always lingered in her brain but was never taken seriously. Dad's back. ~~~ Malory Roberts, Aaryana Black, Blaise Zabini, and Draco Malfoy. Four Slytherin students that practically rule Hogwarts. When looking surface level, the only problems you can see is them trying to decide what booze to bring to the next party. But as you dig deeper, you'll realize that there's a lot more going on. To make things worse, Malory has a secret even her three best friend's don't know. And it's going to create chaos all around the wizarding world, especially at Hogwarts. A Harry Potter spin off, and Draco Malfoy love story.

'..."I want to hear you beg my name". "Draco" She breathes in complete ecstasy. "Good girl" I murmur bending her over.' Two purebloods, two Slytherins, no more than acquaintances. A game of dares, of risks and nightmares. -Dare *Disclaimers:* - Draco and Maeve are in their 7th year. This is due to the maturity of the content. - I had to adjust some events in the original timeline, but always followed precise dates from 1996/7. - Almost all the places mentioned in this story actually exists. While writing Chapter 29, I have spent an entire weekend walking in Holland Park, trying to find the perfect home for Maeve. I wanted everything to feel as real as possible. - The characters mentioned in this story belong to J.K. Rowling and I take no credit or acknowledgement for the ones whom are constructed by J.K. Rowling. No copyright infringement is intended.

"No." I stated. "They don't exist." His emerald eyes pierced into my soul, they seemed to be dissecting me. He had his arms wrapped around my waist, each passing second his grip was getting tighter and tighter. He started to lean in, closing the gap between us. His eyes never hesitating from my lips. He inched closer and closer until I could feel his minty breath now fanning out on my face. He licked his lips before looking into my own eyes again, and with a smirk he swooped his head down. I prepared for the kiss but it never came, he came in and swiped his head to the side. Rubbing his cheek with my own, the soft stubble scratching my skin and sending shockwaves down my spine as he moved to my ear. "You claim you don't believe in soulmates but, you so clearly feel the pull." #1 in love 12/5/2018 #1 in human 12/28/2018 #1 in comedy 1/17/2019 #1 in young adult 4/8/2019 #1 in cold 4/16/2019