***Please Don't Give Up***
Y/N Quinn, the daughter of Harley Quinn, has always struggled to break free from the shadows of her past. Though her mother's neglect and toxic legacy weigh heavily on her, Y/N is determined to carve out her own identity as she navigates the magical world of Hogwarts.
A brilliant, competitive Slytherin, Y/N wants nothing to do with the drama or the attention-especially from Mattheo Riddle, a flirtatious and infuriatingly charming boy who seems intent on making her life even more complicated. Despite their constant tension and rivalry, a fake dating arrangement forces them into close proximity, and Y/N is forced to confront her growing attraction to him.
As she embarks on her journey of self-discovery, dueling with the ghosts of her past, and learning to love herself, will she be able to navigate the chaos of a life at Hogwarts while fighting the pull of the dangerous, magnetic Mattheo Riddle?
A slow burn, enemies-to-lovers story full of magic, heartbreak, and unexpected twists.
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**Disclaimer**: This is a work of fanfiction. I do not own *Harry Potter* or any of the characters from J.K. Rowling's universe, nor do I own Mattheo, Regulus, or Theodore. This is purely for entertainment and not for profit.
"The Hacker and the Mob Boss" ❦
Reyna Fields seems to be an ordinary girl with her thick-framed glasses, baggy clothes, hair always up in a ponytail, and her head tucked away behind a computer screen. However, no one knows she's armed with a genius IQ and a heart of gold. She hacks her way into virtual systems on a search for her mother.
Unfortunately for her, she has hacked into the wrong database. She hacked into the database of the notorious mob boss, Santino "Saint" Venturi.
Saint is the opposite of his name. He's known for his ruthlessness. As a mob boss to a mafia, he learned to eat or be eaten. When Reyna stumbles upon his database, a plan dispersed into his mind. He's going to take her.
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"I don't share, angel."
"He's a friend," she found herself saying. Dante was too busy staring at her to notice the fiery glare in Saint's eyes. She was mentally praying that Dante would just look away.
His fingers trailed up her leg before his hand latched onto her sex. He held her there while a small gasp left her lips. "I will fuck you on this table if he doesn't stop looking at what belongs to me."
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HIGHEST RANKING:
#5 romance - 6/26/22
Dark Romance
Cover by @-simplyhan