Under The Surface | Tom riddle

Under The Surface | Tom riddle

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This story takes a place in 1942s when Tom Riddle was in his 5th year. |this story contains graphic depictions of violence, sexuality, strong language, and/or other mature themes| Valencia Athena Dragomirov has lived all her life in Sicily, Italia, and was a student at Durmstrang, until now when Grindelwald had conquered Durmstrang institute, her parents wanted to send her to Scotland, Hogwarts school of witchcraft and wizardry, far away from their family's enemies, ongoing muggle war and global wizarding war. "You know, you are very extraordinary." "I take that as an compliment, and yes I know." Tom Riddle, the beautiful, dark-haired boy who was an angel fallen from heaven. He made her life a living hell, but at the same time, he was the one who she truly loved, in the end, it would always be him and her. All the characters belongs to J.K. Rowling (except the ones I have created)!!
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Dawn

Dawn Rosier/ Tom Riddle No soul beyond the Dark Lord's inner circle has ever laid eyes upon his sons. They exist as specters, whispers in the shadows, their names nothing more than echoes of something unseen. Yet, as all empires seek longevity, so does their ruler. The Dark Lord has decreed it-his bloodline will not fade into obscurity. It will endure. It will multiply. It will be bound by legacy, sealed in blood. Mattheo Riddle, the youngest, is a creature of indulgence, a man who plays with fate as if it were nothing more than a game of cards. A gambler. A wasted heir. There is no use binding him to a wife. But Tom... Tom is different. The firstborn. The one forged not in vice, but in duty. A blade honed by silence, sharpened by obedience. He does not falter. He does not waver. And now, he must wed. Not for love. Not for want. But because his father commands it. Because he must be the start to an unending stream of bloodshed and violence. It all should start with him. But the task would soon evolve into something neither he nor Dawn Rosier thought it could be. Yearning, Despair, Wrath and Crumbling. A story of sense and sensation, Past and Present as eternal enemies of every day. This is the story of Dawn Rosier. Tropes: Forced marriage Slow burn Age gap Gothic I own Dawn Rosier's character.

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