"I've never...ever in my whole fucking life let someone in, but you have managed to infiltrate me in every sense of the word. I hate more than anything that you are my weakness, Rose, but you are and I need you to realize that and admit that I am the same to you before I lose my fucking mind." His eyes squinted with t...
"Wanna dance?" Ophelia asked the boy next to her while walking out of the open corridor. As soon as she stepped outside rain drops began falling on her head. She looked up at the cloudy sky and smiled. "Are you serious? It's raining." Draco stared at the girl. "Yes I'm serious." She laughed and grabbed his hand, pulli...
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 Prin...
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In which honesty had never been so missed and verity ever so falsified. "Then ruin me, Malfoy." - A Draco Malfoy fanfic with a messy plot. Trigger warning. This story contains mature content. Such as sexual scenes, sometimes heavy and violent sexual scenes, violent actions, alcohol, emotional trauma, cheating, drug...
"All I wished for was to not be a Slytherin. Pure blood supremacy was woven into the material of those jade coloured ties and I would rather strangle myself with one than wear it." After returning from her time spent on the run, Lyra, unruly, sarcastic and sardonic, is sent to Hogwarts In hope it will keep her out of...
REWRITING!! In which time would never be enough, and vows lived to be broken. | "Always such a good girl for me, aren't you?" Draco groaned into my parted lips, earning a moan from me as he forced himself deeper, rougher by the feeling of my body trembling in his grip, "Such a good girl," | "It seemed so perfect...
In which the sun polar the moon and chaos parts in the midst of it. "Are you my sweet witch or Nott's pretty girl, Clarke?" Draco grinned as she bucked her hips, inching herself closer on his lap. Isla smiled, provokingly and she brushed her lips against his, holding her stare in Theodore's from across the room. Lea...
