The King  ☞ Tom Riddle

The King ☞ Tom Riddle

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❝You remind me of a woman who, like yourself, risked her life for the ones she loved.❞ King /kiNG/ noun: I. the male ruler of an independent state, especially one who inherits the position by right of birth. II. the most important chess piece, of which each player has one, which the opponent has to checkmate in order to win. The king can move in any direction, including diagonally, to any adjacent square that is not attacked by an opponent's piece or pawn. ❝You've poisoned me with your most beautifully wicked self and I fucking adore it.❞ [Harry Potter] [Tom Riddle Fanfiction] This story veers from the original plot line and the ships may sway from canon. story based on some of the SIXTH BOOK: THE HALF-BLOOD PRINCE story is also referenced from the other books in the series started: april 2017 1st published: may 26th 2017 completed:
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❝Love is for children, My Royal Highness. What I feel is much fitting for a man of twisted fixation... Obsession.❞ His expression sharpened more than a thousand knives as he says, ❝𝓨𝓸𝓾 𝓱𝓪𝓿𝓮 𝓭𝓻𝓾𝓰𝓰𝓮𝓭 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝔀𝓻𝓸𝓷𝓰 𝓫𝓮𝓪𝓼𝓽, 𝓭𝓪𝓻𝓵𝓲𝓷𝓰. 𝓞𝓷𝓮 𝓽𝓱𝓪𝓽 𝔀𝓲𝓵𝓵 𝓷𝓸 𝓵𝓸𝓷𝓰𝓮𝓻 𝓵𝓮𝓽 𝔂𝓸𝓾 𝓰𝓸.❞ 𓇢𓆸 The crown was a prize Tom needs to fulfill his calling. To attain it, he sets off his noble Knights of Walpurgis to romance and marry the heir of the wizarding throne-Princess Astraea Carden Hestine. But infatuation grows strong the moment the invisible string pulls closer. Crimson shall meet winter; warm against cold. And meticulously, carelessly, a twisted man unwinds himself for a blossom growing in the snow. But darkness doesn't subside-it merely stands on the sidelines, slowly consuming every light it can find. And it found her. Kept her. But lost her through that darkness.

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