Roseblood - Theodore Nott

Roseblood - Theodore Nott

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WpMetadataReadContenu pour adultesTerminé jeu., nov. 27, 202513h 7m
Slow burn enemies to lovers. Intense yearning and emotionally complex Cecilia Riddle has always been more than just a name, but no one ever cared to look past it. The twin sister of Mattheo Riddle, daughter of the Dark Lord himself, she walks the halls of Hogwarts with a reputation as sharp as her stare. Feared and misunderstood. She doesn't need friends. She has silence. She doesn't need saving. She has control. Theodore Nott has known Cecilia since childhood, cold stares across pureblood parlors, bitter remarks in class, a rivalry born from old magic and quiet resentment. He's part of her brother's world. A Slytherin. A Nott. But there's something about the way she watches the world, like she's already survived it. This is a story of legacy, control, and a slow, sharp burn of the boy who saw everything in the girl who refused to be seen.
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Ivory Celeste Nott was never meant to be soft. Born to a Death Eater father and a Grindelwald mother, Ivory's fate was written in darkness long before she could speak. Raised in a crumbling manor full of silence and spells, she learned to guard her mind before her heart ever stood a chance. At Hogwarts, she's not like the other Slytherins - not loud, not cruel, just cold. Controlled. Feared. The perfect weapon of a cursed legacy. But then there's Mattheo Riddle - arrogant, clever, dangerous. A boy born from the same war-torn bloodlines. A rival who sees past her armor. A mirror she never asked for. They clash like fire and ice, always circling, always resisting - until hatred begins to burn into something far more dangerous. Because when you're born into darkness... Sometimes, the only person who can see you is someone just as broken

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