{Y/n} is the popular girl at school, daughter of the rich Tony Stark. She's currently dating Flash, but he does that only for the money. And Peter knows that. But knows if he tells her she won't believe him.
You're a daughter of a slave woman. And at you're age you're expected to lose your virginity. But you're don't rush doing that. You have to tell Achilles dinner is ready as much as you dislike him.
You're the Regina George of your school. Surrounded by fans and friends. Except Rodrick Heffley. The one and only here to annoy you. But you make out one drunk night. You two label it as casual and forget it. Until you start getting jealous of small stuff... Casual, was it, again ah?
You and Sirius are best friends. And you casually fucking kiss. Cuddle. Everyone questions it. You deny it. And one night you're arguing when he suddenly manspread. That tease. He knows it's your weakness. And invited you to sit. The audacity. Pure gold.
Every year, twenty-four students are chosen. Every year, only one survives. When {Y/N} Malfoy, Hogwarts' most notorious troublemaker, is selected for the Wizarding Hunger Games alongside her biggest rival, Harry Potter, her world turns upside down. Forced into a deadly arena where trust is dangerous and survival comes first, {Y/N} must navigate ruthless opponents, deadly magical challenges, and the constant pressure of being watched by an entire continent. The problem? She can't stand Harry Potter. The bigger problem? The longer they fight to stay alive, the harder it becomes to ignore what's growing between them. In an arena where anyone can betray you and every mistake could be your last, enemies might become allies... and allies might become something more.
Best friends. Partners in crime. Competitive idiots. You and Sirius Black have spent years turning Hogwarts upside down together, whether you're sneaking out after curfew, competing over absolutely everything, or flirting so shamelessly that even James has started keeping track. Everyone thinks there's something between you. You both insist they're imagining it. Then midnight conversations get a little too personal, protecting each other becomes instinctive, and suddenly βjust friendsβ starts sounding suspiciously unconvincing. You + Sirius Black + Hogwarts after dark = absolutely nothing could go wrong.
You're a princess, the daughter of a Menelaus and Helen in Phthia, as they have decided they'll raise you there. You live in the kingdom where Achilles is. And you're now 16 and everyone is expected to start marrying, losing virginity and having a boy or a girl at that age. And you've been flirting with basically everyone around by 14 and up ages that your mom thought you'll sleep with someone early. But you don't rush yourself. You wait for someone perfect that you love. And your and Achilles' parents always want you two to get together.
You're a lifeguard in a pool centre in Marseille. But you're secretly an undercover agent. Because Italian mafia is in the city and is trying to rob sports cars. And you love fast cars. And there is Lucien Moreau, a man from the French police that loved sports car too and often broke rules there with them, so he got replaced in the Marseille police. Which are pretty dumb. Now he's chilling by the pool waiting for Italian mafia to show up with his co-partner, Enzo Romano, who just loves noticing women. And so Enzo looks at you, sitting in a swimsuit, with hair down, black sunglasses, looking through your phone and nudges Lucien.
Five friends. One dangerously complicated friendship. You, Elijah, Isaac, Henry, and Colette were never supposed to become this inseparable. Yet somehow, between ridiculous arguments, late-night adventures, inside jokes, questionable decisions, and secrets nobody is willing to admit, you've become each other's entire world. Isaac is chaos. Colette is sass. Henry is the voice of reason. And Elijah? Elijah is charming, clever, and completely hopeless when it comes to you. He's kissed plenty of girls. He's had plenty of chances. But none of it ever meant anything. He wants you. Meanwhile, Colette has her own little problem: Henry Belmore. Two crushes. Five best friends. Zero emotional stability. What could possibly go wrong?
In a city Which women don't have names, abortion is illegal, they must obey man, can't work jobs except housewife, men decide whether the baby to be born if it's a female one everything is messed up. The king decided that. And you come from a good civilization where women have rights. And you're Hella there to change the story. You start cursing, showing middle fingers and arguing with men that act corny there. But the Prince sees you... And he starts supporting your idea. That eventually he falls in love with you, walks behind you when you're about to do some shit, and threatens the men to not touch you.
At fourteen, you were given a wolf meant to protect you: Kieran Rawsley. But your jealous adopted sister, Nosha, ran away with him, and when she returned, Kieran remembered only her. Ten years later, Kieran is human, yet still devoted to Nosha, convinced she saved him. He protects her, sleeps beside her, and barely notices you. Then you bring home Roy Glasgow, a grown fox who seems perfectly kind and caring. Kieran hates him. And while Kieran slowly realizes who Nosha really is, neither of you knows that Roy never came into your life to stay. He came to make you trust him.
In this story everyone are alive and you're Sirius's daughter. Lily, James, Sirius, Lupin. Everyone. Voldemort is dead forever. You and Harry are dating, but haven't told your parents yet. And you're the biggest troublemakers.