Mae Williamson or Dumbledore, on the run from old Voldywart and his Death Eaters, she finds herself forced into the Order to stop Voldemort and his death eaters. There she meets mass muggle murderer, Sirius Black. The mischievous good looking bad boy from her Hogwarts years has changed into a slightly mature lonely responsible adult. And just like before Mae finds herself feeling something for him. But can Mae find sometime to fall in love what with Voldemort trying to rise again. Slowly being edited; chapter by chapter, sentence by sentence.

From the moment she was born, Rosaline Winters was destined for great things. For she wasn't just a witch, she was a warrior. fem!oc x sirius black marauders era |BOOK ONE|

"I was thinking about leaving again It all depends Are we just friends?" In which Madeline Potter and Sirius Black aren't allowed to fancy each other, but do anyway. 𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐯𝐢𝐨𝐮𝐬𝐥𝐲 𝐭𝐢𝐭𝐥𝐞𝐝 '𝐂𝐡𝐨𝐜𝐨𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐞' 𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐮𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐞𝐫𝐚 / 𝐬𝐥𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐀𝐔 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐮𝐚𝐥 𝐟𝐞𝐦!𝐨𝐜 𝐱 𝐬𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐮𝐬 𝐛𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐤 𝐜𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐛𝐲 @𝐫𝐞𝐦𝐮𝐬𝐥𝐮𝐩𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐧𝐢𝐜𝐛𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐬 𝟐𝟎𝟏𝟗 ©

Camilla Mathieu-Saint Laurent, was a princess of fashion in the muggle world. 1975 brought female blazer suits and Camilla's fifth year at Hogwarts. Ensue, a coming of age story surrounding a wizarding war, bell bottoms and the marauders (Sirius Black xOC)

This was NOT how Lilly had expected her honeymoon to go. Ever since their ship left the shore, she has been feeling dizzy, irritable and nauseous...and what the heck are these strange cravings she keeps having? Her brand-new husband is no help either. Suddenly, stoic, icy billionaire Mr Rikkard Ambrose has turned into a moody, overprotective caveman. Oh well, there's no bad mood that can't be cured by an action-packed adventure in the Wild West, right? Volume 7 of the Storm and Silence series.

Amy Weston had expected many things when starting her investigation into an underground slave smuggling ring. Being mistaken for a duke's fiancée by his own mother was not one of them. Now she has to fend off not only gangsters, but also etiquette teachers intent on teaching her how to be a proper lady. Yet surely, that won't last long. After all, it's only a misunderstanding, right?

[This is a spin-off of The DILF but can be read as a stand-alone] [The story you are about to read is intended for readers age 18+ due to its sexual content and language. It may not be appropriate for all audiences. Please read at your own discretion.] There was nothing Ophelia wanted better than to gouge Nikolai's long-lashed, consuming blue eyes out with a butter knife and mail them to the rest of the Alvonich family. Too bad they were in a very public, very esteemed place - Mikhail's wedding. "You don't think I'll press the button?" Nikolai's breath was warm and teasing in her ear. Ophelia had no idea what possessed her to take up his challenge of a vibrating thong, except that it was too late to back out now. She turned to glance at the infuriating man beside her. "Honestly, I don't care. It won't affect me." "Sweet Ophelia," he whispered, surprising her by flicking his tongue into her ear. Jumping, she glared at him, ignoring the important guests at her table, her father included. Before she could curse at Nikolai, he pressed the button, the swearwords turning to soft moans under her breath. Gripping the edge of the table, Ophelia felt the attack on her cl!t like a burn to her skin. Her father shot her a concerned look from across the table and Nikolai's voice was again in her ear. "Before the end of the night, Ophelia, we will f**k," he promised, releasing his finger from the remote control. "Only this time, it will be my name you scream."

[ WATTYS '18 LONG-LISTED ] ❝ I have slit throats far more beautiful than yours.❞ In which a thousand brides have fallen, and she is the last, so she spins a tale as old as time to live the dawn. | an arabian nights x beauty and the beast crossover | (cover by ES Johnson) trailer (video by @AKfiction): https://youtu.be/2OSjakJrUeo

"Can you check this file, there's an error in it." She pushes a file towards me. At this point I am sweating. Lord just give her a gun already. I concentrate on the file hoping to quickly spot the error. From the corner of my eyes I see her looking at me, standing up next to me. Like right next to me. Like her leg touching my chair. "Did you find it yet?" Her whispery voice sounded right next to my ear, causing me to shudder a little. "N-not yet." I said, my voice now definitely sounding rough. Her hands find their way to my shoulders causing me to glup audibly. Her left hand starts to move south, over my arm, to the side of my torso and then- To my painfully hard cock. She moans in my ear softly, causing my dick to twitch. She starts planting butterfly kisses on my neck and it automatically tilts to give her more access. "You're so hard, Zeb." She moaned. And fuck me that was the most beautiful sound my ears have ever heard. ⎯ ZEB ARRINGTON Adorable, hot, and innocent these three words could describe Zeb. But it doesn't help in making a living, does it? Especially not the third one. At 25, with no job and career, Zeb is fed up, but what happens when he gets a job, of an 'assistant' that too for none other than THE cold-hearted and rude, Aveline Andruzzi who also happens to be REALLY sexy and also doesn't have time for this 'romance bullshit'? ⎯ AVELINE ANDRUZZI The billionaire entrepreneur, with a persona that makes people shake in their shoes. People are afraid of her and that's how she likes it, men kiss the ground she walks on, and why wouldn't they? She is THE epitome of hotness, with a figure that can wake the dead. It's really hard for someone to catch her eye and trust me when I say 'really fucking hard'. ⎯ ❝ "I told you, you're mine. I don't pick up catfights, Zeb. I don't have time for that childish shit." she whispers, sending blood running straight to my cock. ❞ Trigger warning 18+ Mature content Cover by Ren T

At three and twenty, Lady Susanna Beresford is at dire risk of being considered an old maid, though she is determined that nothing but the deepest love will incline her to marry, a fact that deeply vexes her mother. As the season closes in 1810 and Susanna prepares to return home to Hertfordshire unattached, she meets the very man who will indeed change her life forever. A man whom high society would deem inappropriate and forbidden based on the very colour of his skin. But there is more to this man than meets the eye, and their meeting sets in motion a series of events that will undoubtably change society as they know it forever.