War has never struggled to find Tom Riddle.
This time, it has learned his name.
Summer 1943. A Britain at war above, and something older moving beneath its skin. Tom Riddle and Sophie Whitmore should have died in a cellar in Little Hangleton. Instead they ran-into the Muggle world, into each other's arms, into a future no prophecy accounted for.
Now constructs with borrowed faces and mercenaries with empty eyes are hunting them across a dying country. As old Gaunt corridors open where they should not, someone is moving pieces in the dark, and Tom's bloodline sits neatly at the centre of the board.
He does not yet know who wants them dead.
He only knows this: they will have to cross half a continent of ghosts, curses, and old Slytherin magic to stay ahead of the noose tightening around their throats.
But war is not the only battle being fought. Between shame and devotion, ruthlessness and mercy, Tom's greatest threat may be the boy he is becoming-and what that boy is willing to do to keep Sophie breathing.
Dynasty is the fourth book in the Riddle-Whitmore saga: a story of flight and pursuit, of blood and choice, and of a love fierce enough to stain a whole bloodline.
She was sent to Pandora with a mission. That was the first mistake.
Neteyam x OC | First-person POV
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