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Parts 5
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"Tell me you don't feel anything for me, tell me it's all in my head and I will walk away." He whispered softly, his lips almost brushing hers. 

"I- it's not that simple." Evangeline uttered quietly, her eyes dropping to his lips briefly before meeting his piercing stare once more.

"Four words, Evangeline, that's all it would take, I would be the better man, I would walk away, if you asked me too." His voice was strained, his eyes locked on hers. "Four words."

"And if I can't bring myself to say them?" She held her breath as she waited for a response. "Then I'm all yours Evangeline, even if you aren't yet fully all mine." 

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A Bridgerton inspired Harry Potter AU fic, set in 1813, London.

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Ripped Away by feastsonyourmemes

Heracles Potter had everything she ever could have hoped for. She had a place to call home. She had people who understood her. For the first time in her life she felt like she belonged. Then on the same whim that it had all been given to her, it had been snatched away. She had been ripped away from her home and taken back to the world where she had been born. And for what? To play savior to a bunch of ingrates? No. Forget it. She had played hero enough to last a lifetime. Heracles was done. She wasn't going to play anyone's game. She was going to find a way home, to her real home, and she wasn't going to look back. 'Mirror mirror on the wall... if you wanted me there so badly, then why did you send me away?' *Inspired by Mirror Mirror on the Wall, Please Lead me Back Home by FateFreak on Quotev*

A Fucking Disaster: The Dare Chronicles-Finished by Mirabella_29

Hermione had three options available to her until midnight: 1. Invite Theodore Nott on a romantic date and kiss him. 2. Silence Draco Malfoy with her lips to the point of suffocating him, -interesting-. 3. Or face the absolutely horrifying consequences Ginny had in store for her if she didn't complete the dare. The choice seemed simple. The result? Completely disastrous. Bald. Ginny was going to be bald. ________ English is not my first language. Disclaimer: The characters referenced in this fic all belong to J.K. Rowling. Thank you so much posie.rosie.daisie for the help, the comments, everything! You're an angel.🫶 Art by Pollyholyart

[1] The Princess Royal | B. Bridgerton by f1royalty

Her Royal Highness The Princess Royal, is a beacon of regality, yet beneath her crown lies a woman determined to defy the conventional expectations of royalty. After an eventful year and a half in Prussia, Charlotte faces an unforeseen challenge during the social season of 1813: the necessity to find a suitable husband. This unexpected twist leaves her in a state of utter disbelief and confusion. Despite the adoration she receives and the persona she projects publicly, a lifetime of insecurities haunts her. They say that to love others, one must first love oneself. Now, the Princess Royal stands on the precipice of self-discovery and acceptance. The journey to self-love promises to unravel the layers of vulnerability beneath the majestic exterior she presents to the world. As the 1813 social season unfolds, it becomes evident that Charlotte has beguiled the three eldest Bridgerton brothers. Each, in his own right, is captivated by her presence. A Viscount, driven by duty; an artistic soul, yearning for creative pursuits; and an adventurer, dreaming of exploring distant lands. The stage is set for a romantic spectacle, but only one brother can claim the heart of The Princess Royal. This fanfic follows Season 1 of the Bridgerton Netflix series, based on the novel "The Duke and I" by Julia Quinn. - Book 1: The Princess Royal Book 1.5: The Duchess of Kent and Strathearn Book 2: The Duchess of Kent and Strathearn Disclaimer: All original rights and credits of this amazing series goes to its creators. And of course, the original creator of all characters and books, Julia Quinn and to Chris Van Duden, the creator/showrunner/executive producer of the Netflix Original Series: Bridgerton. The only new/added characters are Princess Charlotte, etc, and its ideas belong to me.

Baby, I've been running by MajorTomarryfan

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Harry Styles imagines by littlebetty98

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Heracles Potter had everything she ever could have hoped for. She had a place to call home. She had people who understood her. For the first time in her life she felt like she belonged. Then on the same whim that it had all been given to her, it had been snatched away. She had been ripped away from her home and taken back to the world where she had been born. And for what? To play savior to a bunch of ingrates? No. Forget it. She had played hero enough to last a lifetime. Heracles was done. She wasn't going to play anyone's game. She was going to find a way home, to her real home, and she wasn't going to look back. 'Mirror mirror on the wall... if you wanted me there so badly, then why did you send me away?' Inspired by Mirror Mirror on the Wall, Please Lead me Back Home by FateFreak on Quotev