"I'm feeling so impossible right now." "But I am the impossible, love." "Or maybe you're just someone who's immensely bored in Transfig that you reply to random desk vandalizing." Florence Price: Ravenclaw, punctual, bright. Straight grades with two brilliant friends who she treasures dearly. As she comes across a not so pleasant day, one sentence scratched on wooden desk leads to a whole conversation with an unknown person. Fred Weasley: Gryffindor, wild, creative. Extraordinary prankster with an equally brilliant twin brother. As he comes across a not so out of the ordinary day, one reply to a vandalized desk leads to a strange friendship with a mystery person. ::unedited:: please excuse typos and spelling errors, I write all my chapters either hastily or when I'm half asleep Highest Rank: #177 in fanfiction, as of 9/18

𝗦𝗺𝘂𝘁 𝟭𝟴+ 𝗔 𝗙𝗿𝗲𝗱 𝗪𝗲𝗮𝘀𝗹𝗲𝘆 𝗙𝗮𝗻𝗙𝗶𝗰𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻 :) Along with days of loneliness, hours with the feeling of emptiness, and piled assignments pushed aside, bunched with the incredible stress of being a teenager, Callista finds herself in a small predicament. It's not like Fred wanted to start any kind of trouble - okay, of course he always wants to start trouble, just not this kind of trouble! It's not like he asked for his classmate to mess with her, and it's not his fault that he seemed to let out a teeny, tiny, small bit of a lie... Now, less than a week later, all eyes are set on him. And her. She's managed to grab the attention of one of the most ignorant guys in school, and how can someone easily pull that off without making a fool of themselves? And this guy just happens to be Fred Weasley? Fred Weasley, who, coincidentally, fell right into the trap he had set for himself. And Fred Weasley, who had previously shook the firm hand of a guy in hopes of winning a silly bet. 𝗪𝗮𝗿𝗻𝗶𝗻𝗴𝘀: 𝘀𝗲𝗹𝗳 𝗵𝗮𝗿𝗺, 𝗺𝗲𝗻𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻𝘀 𝗼𝗳 𝘀𝘂𝗶𝗰𝗶𝗱𝗲, 𝗱𝗲𝗽𝗿𝗲𝘀𝘀𝗶𝗼𝗻, 𝗱𝗿𝗶𝗻𝗸𝗶𝗻𝗴, 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝘀𝗺𝗼𝗸𝗶𝗻𝗴 ~Fem!OC~X~Fred Weasley~ All unrecognizable characters (Callista, Wallace, Derek, Martin, and other characters) that aren't from the HP franchise belong to me!!! Every other character belongs to JKR! ALL RIGHTS RESERVED ©

"Every step you take away from me only drives you closer to the brink of my madness. You belong to me, Winter. Any alternative reality or illusion you hope for- I will destroy them until your very existence is entwined with mine." -𝐈𝐯𝐚𝐧 𝐀𝐫𝐜𝐚𝐧𝐞 Eighteen-year-old Winter has always been a quiet shadow, a shy spy avoiding the perils of the spotlight. But when she's tasked with stalking five powerful Heirs, her carefully crafted invisibility shatters. Her mission is clear: erase their scandals, track their every move, and never draw attention. Yet, when she crosses paths with Ivan Arcane-the ruthless heir to one of the world's most powerful empires-everything changes. At first, Ivan saw her as dull and dependent, an insignificant watcher in the crowd. A beautiful doll to be kept locked and safe somewhere- an innocence belonging nowhere near him or his world. But when she makes one fatal mistake, he uncovers the sharp, wild mind she's concealed beneath fragile masks of pink and purples. Now, Ivan is obsessed, determined to dismantle her defenses and claim her as his own. And In a world where power rules, Winter is no longer the Hunter in the game -she's Ivan's fixation, a prey to a predator and he'll stop at nothing to change the very narrative of the fairy tale so the villain gets the girl in the end. REVIEWS This book is so consuming. My heart is unsteady since i read this chapter. I read it trice and i am stil recovering -neilavni_love I am blown away. WTF just happend? -meladeeee I think i seriously need to go for a check up. Why does my heart race so fast reading every fucking chapter? -amara_sullivan IVAN FUCKING ARCANE I love you so much baby -googleydodley So hot for what? -kookieshopes •CHECK LIST OF TRIGGER WARNINGS INSIDE• •4 YEAR AGE GAP• •DUAL POV•

Daniela O'Brien. Dani is the girl you would say has absolutely no luck going for her at all. Two dead parents, an estranged sister and an abusive, controlling boyfriend who's keeping one hell of a secret from her. At 21 years old she unknowingly finds herself thrown into the darkest life of them all - The Mob. Carson Agnello. The guy you would say, on the surface, has all the luck going for him. At 25 years old, he's the leader of the most powerful Italian mafia in America. He's busy fighting off the Irish Mob who are neighbouring him in New York. They're on opposite sides of the battle, he knows of her but she has no clue who he is, until one event intertwines their two lives together. They suddenly rely just on each other, they need each other. They're all each other has. ✨ "I felt sorry for you, when I saw you. I wanted to help you because you were being attacked by these men. But now, I'm starting to think that maybe you deserve it. Maybe...maybe you're just as bad as they are." He held my stare as I spoke and when I finished, he let out a humourless laugh, also standing up to his feet. I watched him carefully as he crossed the room coming towards me, giving me the same cold glare as before. He stopped right in front of me, close enough for me to smell the strong scent of his aftershave, before he leaned down a little bringing his face closer to mine. His next words came out barely above a whisper but were still powerful enough to cause my breath to catch in my throat. "Maybe I am just bad as them...or maybe I'm worse baby girl." ⚠️ Warning - this book contains explicit mentions and descriptions of abuse, rape, mental health issues and suicide. Read with caution please. ⚠️ Completed - 26.05.21

𝐒𝐎𝐈𝐑𝐄𝐄; ❝ You have me, you did from the very start. ❞ Sirius Black never found anything about pureblood soirée's enjoyable. That was until he laid his eyes upon her. marauders era sirius black x fem oc cover: ciearwaters 𝐬𝐮𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐩𝐢𝐧𝐤𝟐𝟒

𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐀𝐔𝐃𝐄𝐑𝐒 𝐄𝐑𝐀 ━━ Nepenthe (Noun), A medicine for sorrow. It is a place, person or thing, which can aid in forgetting your pain and suffering. (Sirius Black x F𝖾𝗆!oc) Marauders Era I own the the Gaunt Family, some other OCs, and their storylines. All else belongs to JK Rowling.

It doesn't matter how she ended up in this four-walled room. What matters is she gets out. ***** After a night out in New York City, Liliana Rossi wakes up in a windowless room with no recollection of how she got there. And she's not alone. The dark and tattooed Mateo Aguilar is also held captive. As the two struggle to survive and hatch an escape plan, they also struggle with growing attraction toward each other, facing Lili with the biggest question yet: is Mateo the reason she's here, or the one who's going to save her? ✨ Wattys 2018 Shortlist & Featured Story ✨ Content warning: this story references themes that readers might find triggering, including drug use and sexual assault. [[word count: 60,000-70,000 words]] Cover designed by Stefanie Saw

"You're on my schedule," he stated, his tone laced with an unusual intensity. "On your schedule?" I questioned, curiously. "We need to have sex." . . . Haunted by a tragic mistake during her residency, Dr. Angel Novak has reshaped her career, trading the hospital for sports medicine. When offered a prestigious fellowship with the world's most renowned hockey team in New York, she sees it as a fresh start, a chance to leave her past behind. Amid the fast-paced world of professional athletes, Angel's focus shifts to rehabilitating players and helping them reclaim their glory on the ice. But one player stands out, rude and distant - Eros Candreva, the team's goaltender. Despite Angel's diligent efforts, he avoids every appointment she schedules for him. As Angel delves deeper into Eros's mystery, she discovers he holds the answers to questions she never knew she had. Drawn together by an irresistible pull, they're entangled in a dance of secrets and unspoken desires. But with her professional ethics at stake, she's forbidden to cross the line between doctor and patient. Yet, as the intensity between them grows, Angel finds it harder to deny her feelings. Beneath Eros's icy facade lies a past as tumultuous as her own, and together, they might find healing. But when the truth finally surfaces, it threatens to shatter their fragile bond.

Maude Avery has a body stashed in her attic. As the child of one of the wizarding world's most notorious Death Eaters, maybe this is to be expected. But the body isn't intended for dark magic or a vile experiment. It's the only way to keep Fred Weasley from crossing over the veil entirely. After attempting to rescue the prankster during the Battle of Hogwarts, Maude is stuck between a rock and a hard place. Or, more accurately, between the body of Fred and his spiritual form, who has yet to give her a moment of peace since his appearance. And she thought Peeves was a pain in the arse.

(WARNING- MINDBOGGLING CONTENT) "What do you think you're doing here, Winter? This is my world, my life and you can't invade it." His amber eyes reddened at each word. It was my chance to give him a taste of his own medicine. "Who said I was here for you? This is a private event and I was invited," I replied with malice laced in my voice. He looked ready to throw me out of this place, teetering on the edge of lust and anger. "Invited?" He chuckled, humorously. "You're on the arms of a man old enough to be your grandfather, I'm sure you were invited." In frustration fury, I fisted his expensive dress shirt collar. "What right do you have over me? I am just your side piece, aren't I? You are married and I am single enough to date anyone that's not you. At least, that's how no strings attached works." Our past unfolded in front of my eyes. The kind gentleman he once was flashed in front of eyes. I hated myself for falling in love with him and despised him for never letting me go. Him and I were built to fall apart. Only one could be victorious... and it was neither of us. cover by IvvyKy