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Evangeline Lily Potter has always lived in the light. The perfect student, Gryffindor golden girl, and Harry Potter's twin sister - she knows what it means to be watched, to be expected to shine. Stubborn, clever, and just a little too sarcastic, and with ancient magic burning inside her. Then, in her sixth year, he shows up. Mattheo Riddle. The new Slytherin transfer with dark eyes, a dangerous smirk, and a last name that carries enough weight to crush her. Son of the Dark Lord. The boy everyone whispers about. The boy she swears she can't stand. Both with a Legacy written in blood. When their magic collides, Hogwarts holds its breath. They're also opposites in every way - sunshine and stormcloud, Gryffindor and Slytherin, Potter and Riddle. She's the definition of order, he's the definition of chaos. But when sparks turn into fire, and insults turn into late-night conversations, Evangeline finds herself drawn to the one boy she should hate the most. A boy who might be the only person who truly sees her - not "the Chosen One's twin." It's reckless. It's dangerous. It's forbidden. And it might just ruin them both. "A love story that was never supposed to happen." Ratings: 🥇 - #harrypotteruniverse (29/11/25) 🥇 - #writing (30/11/25) 🥇 - #read (10/01/26) Nr 3 - #Sarcasm (3/12/25) Nr 5 - #Dracomalfoy (30/11/25) Nr 6 - #Riddle (29/11/25) Nr 6 - #Hermione (4/01/25) Nr 9 - #MattheoRiddle (29/11/25) Nr 12 - #enemies (30/11/25) Nr 13 - #legacy & #legacies (25/12/25)

𝐚 𝐬𝐨𝐟𝐭 𝐚𝐠𝐞 𝐫𝐞𝐠𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐲 | 𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐬𝐟𝐰. When twenty-one-year-old Olivia Sutherland gets an unexpected call from Child Welfare, her carefully planned life shatters. A thirteen-year-old girl named Babette - fragile, traumatized, and alone - needs an emergency guardian. It's meant to be temporary. Just a few weeks. But as Olivia learns to care for her, she discovers that Babette's pain runs deeper than anyone knew. When fear overwhelms her, the girl retreats into a world where she feels small and safe - a place of stuffed animals, lullabies, and childlike trust. What begins as duty becomes something far more profound: a fight for healing, belonging, and the right to be loved exactly as you are. Amid sleepless nights and fragile beginnings, Olivia finds herself fighting for a child who was never meant to be hers. Or maybe Babette just found her way back to her rightful home. 𝐍𝐒𝐅𝐖 𝐝𝐨 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭. 𝐍𝐎𝐓 𝐕𝐀𝐋𝐈𝐃.

𝐈𝐍 𝐖𝐇𝐈𝐂𝐇 she's a girl who's been hurt and he's the boy who made her that way or 𝐈𝐍 𝐖𝐇𝐈𝐂𝐇 milan carrington swore off love the night malachi barton ended things over text. no reason, no goodbye, just silence and a private story with another girl two days later. a year passes. she's colder now, sharper. until fate puts them on the same movie set. ❝ now that it's over you blame it all on me i know that i should be bitter but baby, right now im bittersweet ❞ MALACHI BARTON X FEM!OC STARTED: 11.06.25 FINISHED: /// © nevwasmitam

Y/n Y/l/n grew up with Draco Malfoy as best friends, playing as kids, drinking hot chocolate together, hugging, giggling and occasional sleepovers as children. But what will happen when they grow older and finally become teenagers and enter their third year at hogwarts? Will they remain best friends? Lovers? Rivals? Find out by clicking the button above and getting started on Starlit Hearts. Starting - Prisoner of Azkaban (3rd year) All characters belong to Jk Rowling except for Y/n Y/l/n.

The story is about two young souls who want to grow old together 💞⛄ Tropes: He fell first and both fell harder Friends to lovers Yapper × Listener Found family Happy ending ---×---

Hell has eight layers that function. And one that finishes. Born without consent and shaped into necessity, Asmodeus is the Ninth Hell-the final boundary where everything stops. Cold, precise, and dangerously quiet, his realm exists to deny what should never continue. He has always believed this is normal. It isn't. As Asmodeus wanders beyond his domain for the first time, he begins to realize that Hell is not built the same way everywhere-and neither is he. Silence that watches. Growth that doesn't end. A realm that holds instead of concludes. And somewhere between the place where things pause and the place where they consume, the King of Finality lingers longer than intended. Where Things End is a mythic, slow-burn fantasy about duty, restraint, and the terrifying discovery that even the end may want to rest.

⋆. 𐙚 ˚ her glow was never accidental ⋆˚꩜｡

Some souls are never meant to leave. After losing the one being who loved her without condition, a grieving young woman moves through life believing she was meant to be alone - perhaps even a mistake. Nights are the hardest. Silence feels heavy. Memories ache. But love does not disappear just because a body does. Unseen and unspoken, Hope remains. In soft moments - a familiar weight at the foot of the bed, a presence in the quiet, a warmth that arrives when the world feels unbearable - the girl begins to sense that she is not as alone as she believes. As grief slowly shifts into remembrance, she learns that love can transform, linger, and protect in ways we don't always understand. This is not a story about letting go. It is a story about love that stays.

The land of Arathor is falling into darkness. The ancient Crown of Binding, which once kept evil sealed beneath the mountains, is cracking apart. Ash falls from the sky, monsters crawl out at night, and whole villages vanish without a sound. To save the world, the rulers bring back the Trials of Ascension a deadly competition where warriors must fight through brutal challenges to "earn" the crown. But the truth is hidden: the winner isn't meant to rule. The winner is meant to die, sacrificed to repair the crown's magic. Aric Thorne, a former soldier with a painful past, is forced into the Trials. He doesn't want power. He doesn't want glory. But as he battles through cursed forests, ancient ruins, and monsters born from the dark, he discovers the truth behind the crown and the lies holding the world together. Now Aric must choose: accept the sacrifice, let the world fall, or break the ancient cycle and face the rising darkness himself. The crown is breaking. The darkness is waking. And Aric is the only one standing in its way.

After a night out at the club, Barbra wakes to a world that feels... wrong. People she knew are gone, and something in the air hums with a strange, unexplainable energy. As the days pass, she begins to notice the changes around her friends disappearing, shadows moving differently, and a pull she can't resist. Something followed her home that night, and it is not finished with her.

"Falling for the most ruthless mafia in the city? It isn't like those Wattpad romances you scroll through at midnight. Before you even wake from that sweet delusion, your life will be shattered, destroyed, undone." ACP Tara Ahuja has spent her career chasing a truth buried with her parents. Names, files, silences. Justice, if it still exists. Abhiraj Chowdhury lives inside that chaos. He runs a city without asking for permission, bound by rules he inherited. He believes in control. In loyalty measured by silence. In violence executed like habit, not rage. Three shots. Always three. Enough to end a life without wasting time. Their connection is forbidden, a mistake she can't undo. Truth surfaces in fragments. Loyalties fracture quietly. And attraction arrives where it should not, between interrogations, gunmetal silences, and conversations that feel too honest to be safe. Loving him could cost Tara her badge, her past, and her dead parents' memory. Loving her could cost Abhiraj his empire, his men, and the one rule he swore never to break. This is not a story about redemption. It is about what people choose to protect when everything begins to rot.

Sanctuary for The Heavy-Hearted And The Hopeful "They say the rain comes because the sky can't bear the weight of its own secrets. The Rain Storms & The Reveries is a collection of verses that exist in the space between the thunder and the dawn. From the initial spark of a new infatuation to the pain of an unrequited love which lingered for too long, all states of the human heart have been poetically portrayed. Put on your headphones, listen to the rhythm of the drops on the glass, and get lost in the daydreams we're usually too afraid to say aloud." All rights reserved. No part of this book may be reproduced or used in any manner without the written permission of the copyright owner, except for the use of quotations in a book review. For more information, address: devejyawrites@gmail.com

I wake up with a pounding headache. Now I know why my mother tells me not to drink. I open my eyes and close them right after. I pull my covers off of me and stretch for a minute. I walk to the bathroom with my eyes still closed. Now that takes skill. I open my eyes when I get in there. I look around for a second and scream. I run to the bed I was in and see its not mine. I scream again. I go to the door and its locked. No,no,no this can't be happening... moments later the door opens and I almost punch the person opening it, he grabbed my hand and then put it down. "Mr. B?" "Its Jeff out of school for you,now." "What's going on! Why did you take me!?" I screamed at him walking back away from him. Im terrified. My teacher took me... Jessi is a 17 year old girl who does what she please. One night Jessi went out with friends and had to much to drink. Next thing she knows she is at her hot teachers house... _______ Hello. I have been reading the comments from all of you guys and I appreciate all the love and support. I do realize there is a bunch and I do mean bunch of spelling errors and grammar mistakes. I would like to inform everyone that I was 14 when this was made, never did I think that it would get so many views and responses. I will try and put some time in my busy, busy life to fix them... Now in to the rude comments. No body asked you to stay. In fact it would be best if you just take your little butt out of here as, once again, I WAS 14 WHEN I MADE THIS 'BOOK'. No it didn't effect me in any way but there are kids on this site and I realize not everyone is as nice and respectful as I am but this IS my book. It's 100 percent MINE and I will run it the way I please. If you don't like it then get the hell out of here as I have many other more decent readers. I would also like to thank my haters because I'm working on other books and the grammar is better the story is better it is better. _____ Tia

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Welcome to Miridia, a world of extreme elemental powers. Most are born with a gift that they can use. Water, fire, earth, air, light, and dark. There are some that are born with more than one of those gifts. Those people are born with a Powerhart. Follow Doren, a boy who lost his father to a war that took place between Erenia and Frozetria. Watch him hone his gifts as he's tested at every turn.

SOOO this is my attempt of stranger things x male reader :) I recommend u guys not reading this bc even I am confused wtf i wrote note: if u do read it pls tell me how i did :)

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A night were everything changes for everyone.

Slow burn best friends with internalized homophobia Lavender relationship Teenage boy longing for that forbidden fruit Church forbidden lovers New chapters coming

this is a sweet and toxic type of trope I'm writing my own story bc whenever I find one they either have sex every 2 seconds or it takes 1milion chapters for them to kiss one time soo.. ENJOY! I have no idea what Im doing Im literally just free stylin this so pray for my ahh✌ btw it's an angst. SUFFER!!! TW! 🚨 SH Mention ED Mention DEPRESSION Also English isn't my first language it's Swedish and Spanish so I apologize in advance for any inconvenience