An Unexpected Malfoy Ao3 Novels & Stories

"Indifference and neglect often do much more damage than outright dislike." — Albus Dumbledore, Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix * H U N T E R J O N E S | The Lovestruck Bad Boy It had been a really good day. I had gotten to spend time with Mey, helping her with homework and telling her my life story. I let out a dreamy sigh, which made me look like Ron after he accidentally drank the love potion. Except that I didn't need a love potion to be crazy about Mey.

The pages shimmered, inscriptions revealing themselves in elegant, terrifying patterns. As I read, my heart sank. Draco’s origin, his roots in an orphaned village where witches had been burned alive, revealed a story of vengeance and darkness. He had a sister, also killed, leaving him a vengeful soul from a young age. The more I read, the heavier the air became, my chest tightening with the weight of the knowledge.

Chapter 5: The Spotlight Effect Jake had expected the media frenzy to die down after their dinner at Le Jardin. Instead, it had only intensified. The next morning, his phone buzzed nonstop with notifications, his social media flooded with messages from strangers dissecting every detail of their date. Fans were shipping them, critics were speculating, and tabloids were crafting their own dramatic versions of events. It was overwhelming, and for someone who had lived a quiet, predictable life, the sudden shift felt like whiplash.

The sharp crash of glass against marble shattered the silence. Deep red wine splattered across the pristine floor, seeping into the cracks like spilled blood. Sarah Winters stood frozen at the doorway, the taste of bile rising in her throat. Her heartbeat pounded in her ears, drowning out the sounds of the city beyond the floor-to-ceiling windows. James, the man she had spent six years loving, was in bed with her best friend. Chloe. Together. The scene was like something out of a twisted nightmare, one she couldn't wake up from. The silk sheets tangled around their bodies, Chloe’s hair spilling across the pillows, James’s bare torso exposed as he turned toward her, an unreadable expression o

You have a big day tomorrow—checking out the apartment and surviving another day with your mysterious little charge. ---------------------------

"How does this scandal work in our favour?" George asked after updating Matilda with their plan. "Angela left home and Bryce followed her after seeing the news. He was furious. He found Angela in an abandoned place, meeting up with a man. He moves in to claim her, maybe just watching her from hiding. Eduardo's team opened fire on him. Bryce dies, Angela gets wounded and Zora dies. No one would believe Angela because of this news. My son comes back home to me," Matilda narrated smiling like things would play out like that.

A hot mess. I noticed something else too. A red spot on my neck. It was not too visible but it was there. My fingers traced in amazement. This was nothing short of a miracle. Kaden gave me a love mark. We have been intimate for a long time, but he never once made the mistake of giving me a love mark.

Chapter 69- No contact Onyx immediately turns into his Lycan form and grabs my father, flinging him through the air like a rag doll. “Onyx!” Aiden warns as Onyx stomps heavily to my father in a rage I have never seen. “Let him go,” I whisper into the phone. “Briar, that is your father.” My mother screeches as she hears me. “Not anymore. A father wouldn’t try and kill his child or abduct her from the mate she wishes to stay with. No, you both mean nothing anymore. What happens, happens. Goodbye, Mindy.” I state before closing the phone and handing it back to Judith. “Turn it off.” I sob as I watch Onyx lean over my father’s bloodied body on the ground.

Eun Woo knew that his life would change one day and the darkness of poverty faded away from his life. "Fighting", Eun Woo said enthusiastically but had a bad premonition for Alden who was going to meet his former suitors. .... How's the chapter readers? Thank you ShineeSunshine ♥️

With a flick of his wrist, Draco unleashed a spell, directed at the monstrous form of Malia. In an instant, the darkness that had shrouded her dissipated, leaving her crumpled on the ground, her monstrous facade replaced by her disheveled human form. Gasps of astonishment echoed throughout the throne room as the twisted manifestation of Malia's power dissipated, leaving only a sense of eerie stillness in its wake. All eyes turned toward the figure in black, the source of this unexpected intervention. As my gaze locked with theirs, a jolt of recognition surged through me. It was Draco, the vampire who had saved me.