I try and clear my mind, focusing on the way the water feels hitting my body. I turn around, opening my eyes, only to shout out a curse and stumble back.Emma is directly in front of me, taking off her tank top, eyes glued to my body. I hadn't shut the curtains, thinking no one would be in here, and I didn't know if I was happy or mad I did that. I stood there speechless as her small hands grasped the bottom of her sports bra. I inhaled sharply when she pulled it up and over her head, exposing her breasts. They jiggled slightly as she tossed her clothes to the side, and I found my heart rate quickening at an alarming rate."W-what are you doing?" I breathe out as she pulls her leggings down her body, leaving her in just a thong."Showering." Emma tells me as if it's obvious.

    "Strangers in the dark can change your life in the light.""As I reach the front door I can't help the same question swimming around in my mind, what could possibly be on all of those tapes?"-----Preview:"You wanna try and be my medicine Abby?" he asks with a deep testing tone, keeping his voice quiet."I can try" I breathe out as I gulp when his grip tightens "Try me"His hand slides up my throat, his long fingers wrapping tight around my jaw "That's what you really want?"I nod, as I sigh out a shallow, yes, and I see every muscle in his body tense, as he wets his lips; hoarsely murmuring his next sentence like it's his last try at making me change my mind."I'm dangerous Abby, this is your last chance, tried to warn you"My stomach twists and knots, as I use every ounce of bravery I have."Prove it then"-----

    

    only this kind of job includes murder and torture.She's been in this business along with her family for a while now to know how things work.She has her share of enemies and a body count that keeps growing, but what could possibly happen if her next job involved someone she hated profoundly? Someone that she had tried and is still trying to kill now?Harry is just as dangerous as her and they have a past... their families go a long way back and they know better than to interfere with each other's business.Nothing good could happen if they crossed paths... and that's exactly what is going to happen.

    We're not talking lately.Don't you call her what you used to call me...A story in which a girl who writes songs falls in love with the boy who sings them."Color...What a deep and mysterious language, the language of dreams." - Paul Gauguin.

    Everyone on campus knows the name, but few know the man behind it. He's a legend, the most ruthless fighter in a local, underground fight club, nicknamed for how often he makes his opponents bleed.When Zara Clark, an ambitious writer on the school's newspaper, decides that she's going to make him her next featured piece - nothing will stop her from getting her story. Especially not the cold, arrogant, closed-off man himself. The unexpected connection she feels with him when they finally meet throws her for a loop, and she embarks on the most wild ride of her life as she begins to uncover, and unravel, the man beneath the legend - Harry Styles.

    

    fanfic

    However, instead of dying like she was supposed to, Delilah finds herself at Hogwarts in 1943. She tries to tread carefully, but Tom Riddle is not someone so easily ignored.Available to Read on: Wattpad, ao3 under user: iimplicitt

    Sirius Black is an immature twenty-something, living with a couple of other immature twenty-somethings. Both are obsessed with the same obscure book, which becomes their coping mechanism for navigating their instant and torrid love affair. Life, they discover, is precarious at best, but from each other, they learn how to make it something that’s worth living.

    Because Draco Malfoy's been ruined by this war and he's as out of place as she is and — yes, he has scars too. He's got an even bigger one. She wonders whether one day they'll compare sizes.Fanfiction for Harry Potter by J. K. Rowling.

    Her room. And it's all the Order's fault. Confined to a small space with only the Mudblood for company, something's going to give. Maybe his sanity. Maybe not. "There," she spat. "Now your Blood's filthy too!" DM/HG. PostHBP.Post Half-Blood Prince. Ron and Harry are Horcrux hunting and Hermione has been left at Hogwarts to help the Order make it safe for the other students. Draco is forced by Snape to stay in Hogwarts for his own protection, but he can't leave the room he is given; Granger's room. Hermione is the only student trusted with this information, so she and Malfoy share the small space, and Draco tries to avoid insanity as he becomes increasingly isolated with only the Mudblood for company. Something's going to give...Fandom: Harry PotterPairing: Hermione Granger/Draco MalfoyWords: 278,881

    texting fic about my favorite gays in university because i've been obsessed with texting fics lately.+ the twitter threads i've been doing on my tiktok acc (@siriusblackisalesbian) really inspired me to start writing this.this is mainly a wolfstar fic, but i could never not give you jily, dorlene and bisexual mary macdonald :)

    In the aftermath of the war, in order to strengthen the might of the magical world, Voldemort enacts a repopulation effort. Hermione Granger has an Order secret, lost but hidden in her mind, so she is sent as an enslaved surrogate to the High Reeve, to be bred and monitored until her mind can be cracked. Words: 370,256

    Little does she know her spell restoring him to life provokes magic she doesn't understand and sets her on a path that ends with a Time-Turner.