MATURE CONTENT Draco Malfoy despises anyone that is not pure. So when a half-blood rises up to his challenges, his not sure whether he should be impressed or enraged. Draco Malfoy and Aster Flint can't seem to work out whether their anger rises from their hatred for each other or from something more. Highest rankings: #1 in dracosmut #2 in funny #3 in slow burn #2 in spicy

The niece of Severous Snape starts at Hogwarts at the age of sixteen. Raised to be a muggle because of her parents secret, she runs away to Hogwarts to become the best wizard she can be. Ivy must leave her muggle ways at the door and embrace her destiny. But that all changes once she meets her pureblood room mate.

Draco Malfoy is Hogwarts' notorious bad boy. Emotionally detached, cold and arrogant, Draco has never let anyone close... until the most unlikely one night stand leaves him hungry for another taste of the feisty hufflepuff girl. Unable to get her out of his mind, Draco makes it his mission to not let any other boy touch her, to keep her all to himself. he thought it was just possessive lust he was feeling, but never did he think love would be in the question...

Toxic Draco. Dumb Lucille. The book with a messy plot full of smut. You might fall in love with Lorenzo Berkshire. Oh, and I wrote this in under a month, so enjoy that *rushed* and *minimal effort* taste. + A book that takes unexpected turns of events. + More than just your regular mature fanfiction. {Half-Blood Prince | Deathly Hallows | Post-War} [Mature Content; Viewer Discretion is Advised; This book is semi-slow burn but once the mature content appears, it's very frequent.| Highest Rankings #1 draco #1 malfoy #1 mature #3 dracomalfoy #7 in fanfiction #9 in louispartridge started: september 30th, 2020 ended: october 23rd, 2020

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super smutty, no fluff. dracoxreader! warnings are in the first chapter. i have warned however if you are triggered message me and i am here to talk bbys. Your sixth year when the Slytherin cult leader catches your eye, but you slowly see he is only good for one thing...

*UNDER MAJOR EDITING* He loosened his hand from around my neck teasing me with a walking motion of his two fingers travelling down my body he traced my subtle V line with the tips of his fingers making me buck my hips at the sensitivity. He lowered his head down to my ear "Fuck, Roberts. How'd you make me feel this way?" he whispered ____________ When the notorious, egocentric, Malfoy heirs attention diverts itself to Adeline Roberts, Draco Lucius Malfoy makes a point of constructing her time at Hogwarts to be a living hell. But the growing need to come back for more leaves Draco pondering wether his dislike for Adeline is genuine or not. After Adeline encounters a dark turn with an unravelling traumatic truth her need to protect those whom she cares for takes the reins as poor and questionable decisions are made. WARNING: contains heavy detailed sexual scenes, eighteenth plus content. DISSCLAIMER: The characters written into this book belong to Jk Rowling and I take no credit or acknowledgement for the ones whom are constructed by JK.

It's Nina Robinson's sixth year at Hogwarts, and her life is finally seeming to have settled down. That is of course, until she makes the mistake of spending the night at one particular slytherin boy's bedroom...

"Why is it that I can't stop thinking about you? About how absolutely breathtaking you are? About how beautiful you look on those pretty little knees of yours?" "You'd think you'd keep these comments to yourself, Mr. Malfoy, especially with your wife on the other side of the door." - in which Draco Malfoy grows affectionate for his assistant, Annabelle Moore, despite being married to Astoria Greengrass. - TOP RATINGS: #1 in Tom #1 in Tom Felton #4 in Mature #17 in Spicy #25 in Slytherin #50 in Draco Malfoy #51 in Draco

The first words I said to him was that he was an Idiot. Now I am the idiot. I told myself to be good this year, but as I was slammed against the wall with his big hands gripping my waist, that thought was right out of my head