Harry Potter Forgotten By Parents Fanfiction Slytherin

Après que ma vingtième demande de lien mental ait été ignorée par mes parents, j'ai foncé vers le Conseil des affaires de la meute. Le rapport médical en main, j'ai lancé sans préambule : « Bonjour, je veux renoncer à mon identité au sein de la meute... et IMMÉDIATEMENT ! » Dix minutes plus tard, mes parents ont fait irruption dans la salle, traînant ma sœur adoptive Elsa. Tous les trois avaient l'air terrifié. Mon père, un Bêta, les crocs apparents et les griffes frémissantes, s'est avancé en hurlant : « Tu n'es qu'une enfant gâtée en quête d'attention ! Arrête ton numéro, tu me fais honte ! » Ma mère, médecin légiste de la meute, a arraché mon rapport, y a jeté un coup d'œil et a ricané : « Tu as falsifié ça juste pour qu'on s'intéresse à toi ? Tu as toujours été une menteuse pathologique. » Elsa, accrochée à leurs manches, sanglotait : « C'est de ma faute… Je devrais pas insister pour organiser cette cérémonie de transformation… Je suis désolée, mais Jennifer, arrête de mentir pour manipuler la culpabilité de papa et maman ! » Je me suis calmement essuyé le sang qui coulait de mon nez, me suis redressée et ai répété à la conseillère : « Je n'ai plus de famille depuis longtemps. Effacez toutes mes traces du registre de la meute. Mes funérailles sont dans trois jours, et je veux pas les retarder. »

I’d been dead a month before my family even noticed. It wasn’t concern that brought them to that realization. It was my silence after the so-called “dinner” with Adam Rossi, the infamous mafia boss. My father scoffed like always,“She probably shacked up with that bastard. Too busy spreading her legs to pick up the damn phone.” My sister texted me a photo of them smiling under the Christmas tree, ornaments twinkling like nothing was wrong. Bitch, she wrote. You better talk Mr. Rossi into working with Dad, or you might as well be dead already. And my mother—once the softer one—was now colder than the frost on their windows. “I told you, we should’ve sent Gia to charm Mr. Rossi. Serena always screws things up.” They didn’t think I would die. Not until they found my body—broken, rotten, and forgotten—in Adam Rossi’s basement.

My younger brother had stage four kidney cancer. Our parents demanded that I donate a kidney to save him. I told them I only had one kidney left. The transplant would kill me. Instead of listening to me, they forcibly strapped me to the operating table. “It’s just one kidney! Stop being so selfish!” they yelled. They did not care that I was telling the truth. Years ago, I had given my other kidney to save my father after his car crash.

“I won’t be erased. Not this time.” Anya Petrova never asked to inherit a fortune—let alone a war. For years, the down-to-earth preschool teacher built a quiet life for her daughter, Zoe, far from the icy world of billionaire empires and old European bloodlines. But on her 25th birthday, everything changes. Her late father—powerful shipping magnate Nikolai Volkov—names her in his will. The catch? She must live for one year in the penthouse of her cold, infuriating half-brother, Dimitri Volkov, ruthless CEO of the Volkov empire… a man she secretly knows far too well. Because five years ago, at a masked gala, Dimitri was the stranger who left her breathless—and unknowingly made him the father of her child. Now, forced into a dangerous game of legacy and lies, Anya must navigate the treacherous world of old-money elites who will stop at nothing to erase Zoe’s claim to the Volkov name. But Dimitri is no longer the cold enemy she feared—and together, they uncover secrets darker than either imagined: an ancient blood feud tied to Anya’s mother, and a rival family prepared to strike in the shadows. The stakes? Everything. Zoe’s future. Anya’s heart. A fortune worth more than gold—one built on love, truth, and a family worth fighting for.

Conrad Lexus Farris. All he wanted is to skip his toxic life away from the city for a while. Dawn Zelena Augustino. All she wanted is to finish her studies and find a great job to achieve her dreams in life. But when their paths crossed, kapwa nagulo ang payapa nilang buhay. Hindi man maganda ang una nilang pagtatagpo, naging daan naman iyon upang makilala nila ang isa't-isa. But the summer that made their heart extremely happy, was also the summer that made their heart empty. Akala ni Dawn, kaya niyang ibaon sa limot ang lahat. Ngunit paano niya magagawa iyon gayung sa init na kanilang pinagsaluhan, may nabuong sanggol na mag-uugnay sa kanila ng lalaking bigla na lamang siyang iniwan sa ere at naglaho na parang bula? At sa di inaasahang pagkakataon, muling nagtagpo ang kanilang landas. Yun nga lang, hindi siya nito kilala. Malamig at arogante ito makitungo sa kanya na parang hindi na ito ang lalaking nakilala at minahal niya limang taon na ang nakararaan. Ayaw niya na sanang ipaalala ang masaya at mapusok na pinagsaluhan nila noon. Ayaw niya sanang umeksena sa buhay nito lalo pa't nalalapit na itong ikasal sa ibang babae. Kaso nang makita ni Conrad ang anak niya, di maipagkakaila na parang pinagbiyak na bunga ang dalawa. At ang masaklap pa nito, ang bata mismo ang umamin sa lalaki. "You're my dad right? Mama has many photos of you together and told me a lot of stories about you!" Connor screamed in excitement. Napaawang si Conrad at di makapaniwala sa natuklasan! At nang magtama ang mata nila ng lalaki, alam ni Zele na ito na ang magiging simula ng kalbaryo niya.

Lyra, a memory seeker, dives into minds to recover lost memories, but her latest job uncovers a hidden fragment of her past. Haunted by visions of a mysterious man named Elias and the mysterious world of Nyxterra, she becomes obsessed with uncovering the truth. As secrets emerge and dangers mount, Lyra must confront her forgotten history and navigate a world where nothing is as it seems. Nyxterra has the answers she seeks, but discovering them may cost her everything.

Liana Elizabeth Rose of the prestigious Rose family woke gasping—remembering everything. At first, she thought it was a dream. Or a hallucination. Maybe heaven, maybe hell, or wherever people go when life has been cruel enough to steal their breath. But the room was the same. The curtains were the same. The smooth, unscarred skin she touched was the same. As if the last five years of betrayal and humiliation had never etched themselves into her. Then the panic hit. She remembered. Every. Single. Thing. The cold metal of prison bars. Her husband Adrian’s dead, beautiful eyes accusing her of the accident. The trial. The cousin who framed her. The family who abandoned her. The little brother who no longer remembered her voice. Her death. And the cruelest truth: she wasn’t even from this world. It was a book a stupid novel her roommate had recommended. She died inside a story she didn’t write. And now, she woke up at the moment everything began to crumble. Fine. Sharpen her mind. Feed her ambition. And when the plot tried to drag her back, she’d pull harder. Then there was him—Adrian. From his point of view, the world shifted. Her scent. Her voice. Her existence. Everything about her crawled under his skin, sank into his bloodstream, coiled around his bones. He didn’t understand it. He didn’t want to. He only knew: if she breathed, he wanted it. If she moved, he followed. Obsession wasn’t a symptom—it was his nature. And Liana? She had rewritten herself into the one thing he could never let go of. This time, she wasn’t the victim. She wasn’t a plot device. She was the storm. And Adrian? Learning, too late, that even possession has a price.

Although her past is very unclear because of amnesia, Yula tried to live her simple life despite of all the questions she has in mind. These people who claimed to be her family proved that her name is Yula. As time goes by, she believed them as there are a lot of photos of her from her childhood to present. But she doesn't know why she has this feeling that there's something she needs to unravel about her life ever since a mysterious man gave her a strange letter. Apart from that, she also started dreaming about these two mysterious men. They made her more confuse and desperate to get her memory back. The one is holding a gun, and the other one is kissing her with full of love. Who are these men? Are they part of her past? Or they are just a simple dream and don't actually mean anything? But what made her more skeptical about is this gorgeous billionaire man, who disguised himself as a farmer.

Two months after I died, it finally occurred to my parents that they'd forgotten to bring me back from their trip. My father scowled in frustration. "She was supposed to walk back herself. Does she really need to make such a big deal out of it?" My brother, ever smug, opened our chat and sent an emoji, along with a message. [You'd better die out there. That way, Scarlett and I will split Grandma's inheritance.] He received no reply. With a frosty expression, my mother said, "Tell her if she shows up for her grandmother's birthday on time, I'll let the whole pushing-Scarlett-into-the-water thing go." They never believed I hadn't made it out of those woods. After digging six feet into the ground, they finally found my bones deep in the forest.

Aria Langley was an orphaned omega who never asked for love, only a place to belong. So when Alpha Aiden Daeyra chose her as his Luna, she accepted the marriage knowing the truth: she was a contract, a replacement meant to wound the woman who once broke his heart. But somewhere between duty and devotion, Aria became more than a placeholder. She became his mate. Then everything shattered. After a brutal ambush leaves Aiden with no memory of the past three years, he wakes believing another woman is his Luna, Emmaline, the fiancée who once betrayed him. To Aiden, Aria is a stranger wearing a crown she no longer deserves. To the pack, she is disposable. To fate… she is something far more dangerous. As enemies close in and conspiracies surface, Aria discovers the truth of who she really is: the last heir of the First Wolves, bound by an ancient prophecy that could reshape the werewolf world. Caught between a mate who no longer remembers her, a power she never asked for, and a destiny written in blood and moonlight, Aria must decide: Fight for the love she lost… Or rise as the queen she was always meant to be.