Hermione knew she was good with kids, but this was beyond the pale. She had been called down to Emergency for a 6 month old infant boy, the original diagnosis was splinching as he had been apparated in with an injured adult but the minute Hermione looked at him she knew better and immediately cast the counter curse and began healing the open wound on the child's chest. Someone had cast a sectumsempra on him. What sort of person would do that to a baby? It couldn't have been an accident. The hit had been dead on and with a target that small it had to have been done on purpose. The story is also posted on Archiveofourown.org https://archiveofourown.org/works/44188648 Podfic (Audiobook) can be found on Archive.org under TrillbySkinner Italian Translation by @HPTraduzioni Vietnamese Translation by @strwbnt3 Russian Translation (probably) on Ficbook (if anyone finds the link, please share it! I'd love to include the translator here!)

Two years after the death of Voldemort, Kingsley Shaklebolt announces that the wizarding population has had a significant decrease since the war and to rectify the situation the wizengamot has decided to pass a law that states all unmarried witches and wizards between the ages of 17 and 30 will be married and have 3 years to produce a child. When Hermione goes to the ministry for her husband selection, the very last name she expects to see is Draco Malfoy. Also on AO3

•||Book one in Royalty series ||• The Tales of Rakshatra #1 Zravasaya X Tanirika When one of the strongest kingdom on earth is abducted ruthlessly by the barbarian prince from the Romania, The other kingdoms make a decision of signing a treaty with the ruthless empire by offering their princesses as a bride for the greatest king of the Rakshatra. Born with the royal blood webbed in the clutches of slavery a fire ignited with another to write one of the most enchanting love sagas in history. "Marrying one of the princesses was a political arrangement but it became my possession when my eyes fell on you. " All rights reserved © Aditi_Singh

Love...isn't this word so beautiful. It holds the power to make you feel out of the world where you and and your love exist, but what happen when this love only break you, hurt you, humiliate you till you become emotionless. Love is complicated but one sided love is way more complex and hurtful. This is story of a girl named sona who was bubbly, cheerful and most importantly she was in love with her childhood best friend Sidharat oberoi but what happen when that the girl who always be happy in every situation, who always help others and never think bad about someone become totally emotionless as if she's feeling nothing no pain, no happiness nothing. Sona was sitting in the room crying, her face was red, her mental and physical state was not good at all, she was covering her both ears with hands because of the voices she was hearing. "You are curse for my family and freaking murder. You deserve nothing but a hate". "I never thought you can stoop so low you are nothing but a characterless girl and fucking murder". "I just hate your existence and I wish you die everyday and got the most painful death anyone could ever imagine" . These words were playing in her mind like a broken record, making her suffocated What happened with sona which turn her a complete emotionless person ? Why everyone calling her murderer and hating her for no end? Was she really deserve this much hate or the reason is something else? And what will happen when actual truth will come out? To know all these questions peep into the story and I'm assuring you gonna be love it and not regret reading it. There will be so many secret and suspense so give this story a chance.

Book 1 of compilation of short Muslim love stories. Some serious and some funny stories. Short stories: 1~ || Taqdeer - Destiny || (completed) 2~ || Ruhaniyat - Soulfulness || (completed) 3~ || Justajoo - Longing || (completed) 4~ || Shiddat - intensity || (completed) 5~ || Inayat - Blessing || (completed) 6~ ||Aashnaa - companion|| (completed) Cover by this beautiful soul @LihaMirza © All rights reserved by @elegant_zoe Highest ranking: #1 in prayer out of 2.58k stories on 18/12/21 #6 in faith out of 21.4k stories on 16/12/21 #5 in faith out of 21.4k stories on 22/12/21 #6 in Muslim out of 9.56k stories on 06/01/22 #1 in wattpadshortstory out of 213 stories on 06/01/22 #1 in Dua out of 3.85k stories on 10/01/22 #9 in shortstorycollection out of 15.7k stories on 15/02/2022

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#ranked 1 in lovehaterelationship #ranked 1 in jealousy #ranked 5 in contract #ranked 8 in cold #ranked 12 in cruel #ranked 6 in India #ranked 6 in forced marriage "Where the hell are you going sejal?"- he yanked her close and hissed near her lips. "you have nothing to do with my personal life"- she wiggle within his embrace. "Oh really,,,,as much as i remember you were screaming my name that night madly"- he smirked. "You enjoyed everything......you enjoyed my touch, you enjoyed the touch of my lips all over you....didn't you?"- he yanked her close while tracing her lucious lips with his thumb. But his fingers stopped when he felt warm tears on his knuckle. She is crying. "And you always enjoyed my miserable state...didn't you sir?"- she replied in her shaky tone..... His eyes softened for a while. "How many times i have to tell you to call me Prithvi?" "I just remember the first day when you slapped me hard for taking your name"- she replied by looking into his eyes. He slowly left her and ran his hand frustratingly through his hair. "what do you want sejal???"- he asked her being irritated. "I want you to get married to Prisha"- she told blankly. "Prisha is no-one to me"- he screamed madly. "She is your first love"- she answered stubbornly. Within a second he pinned her to the wall. "listen to me very carefully Sejal Prithviraj khanna.......I will not divorce you......and i promise within one month i will make you mine by hook or by crook". Sejal sharma, 23 year old medical student. She is a passionate dreamer, kind hearted and intelligent girl. But she is little introvert and shy. Only feel comfortable around children. Prithviraj khanna, 31 year old, top most businessman and the most eligible bachelor of the town. He is arrogant and ruthless. Very much outspoken and has trust issues.....a lot...... What happened when destiny will bring this two personality together under one roof? Can love bloom? Or it will only create mess?

Catalaiya Snyder, a 23 years old businesswoman was obligated to have an arranged marriage to a guy named Mason Mcbelt. She hated the idea of arranged marriage and always dream about a love marriage but unfortunately, she didn't have the best luck in love. She tried dating but it didn't work out for her. She eventually gave up and accepted her parents request to get an arranged marriage. Little did she know that she will be known as the Mafia Bride. Aziel Alvaro, a 26 years old Mafia Leader and a businessman was forced to commit to a deal that he thought he avoided. Aziel was known for his cold, intimidating and fearful aura. Angry and pissed, he made sure that she knows that it was just a deal. Misunderstanding and poor communication can make things worst. Follow their journey to see how they cop when they each found out that they were both stuck in this together. WARNING ⚠️: Grammatical Error; Read at your own risk. ⚠: Family-Friendly

Is it fair to let a mistake define a person? .......... "Miss...?" he assessed my face with his calculative eyes, waiting for me to tell him my surname. The file was in front of him but he didn't bother to look into it. He wanted to hear it from my mouth, as if he wanted me to feel the guilt reverberating through each cell of my body. "Clara." I said, lowering my head so that I won't have to look into his eyes. "Clara Vincent?" he asked in a serious tone, his piercing gaze boring hole in my forehead. "Avery. Clara Avery!" I said, my voice thickened with guilt and embarassment. .......... Just when Clara Avery thought she was able to left her past behind, destiny brings her back to the place from where she started. Six years after she broke Aaron Vincent's heart, she is forced to work with him but after what she did to him, would she ever be able to look into his eyes? #1 in Young Adult (4/9/2019) #14 in Romance (20/1/2019)