An Alpha-only college. Thirty Omegas. Hundreds of Alphas who have never had to share their campus with one. What could possibly go wrong? Everything, apparently.
Hogwarts, 1942. Tom Riddle enters his sixth year with everything exactly as it should be. He is a prefect, top of his class, admired by professors, respected by students, and quietly gathering those who will one day become the Knights of Walpurgis. Alongside friends such as Abraxas Malfoy, Orion Black, Walburga Black, Antonin Dolohov, and Druella Rosier, his future appears increasingly certain. Then, at the start of term, a transfer student arrives.
You fell asleep in your own bed… and woke up in a fae kingdom where humans don’t exist. Dragged before a ruthless court and a king who sees too much, you’re given one choice—stay alive as a guest… or not at all. Now trapped in a world of magic, politics, and deadly secrets, you’re forced into the watchful hands of three princes—one who wants control, one who wants answers, and one who just wants to see you break. In a court where nothing is given freely… the most dangerous thing you can be— is wanted
a transfer student is drawn into Slytherin’s most tightly bound group—where loyalty is fierce, secrets are guarded, and nothing is accidental. What begins as proximity turns into something far more complicated, as alliances blur and tension simmers beneath the surface.
You were supposed to die. Kidnapped. Sacrificed. Forgotten. Instead, you woke up in Hell. On a table. In front of the seven rulers of sin. Alive. Marked with a contract no one can break. Now you can walk through every realm of Hell freely—but there’s a catch. Each sin has a claim on you. Each one can summon you. And none of them can ignore you. Worse? Your blood isn’t fully human. And whatever sent you here… wasn’t trying to kill you. It was making a point.
You joined the server expecting chaos, harassment, and bad memes instead, you found four guys who are somehow way too nice. Well except Rowan, but even he’s a brainrot disaster you can’t help but notice.
You WERE planning to have a normal year of hogwarts, that was until you were made potions partners with Leronzo Berkshire and now the slytherin boys are watching you.
A private cruise. Old money families. No rules, no escape. Between loyalty, rivalry, and everything left unsaid, Y/N finds herself at the centre of a dynamic that was never meant to change.
The heirs of the most powerful demon families have been sent to a private estate for mating season, where alliances are formed, rivals are made, and future rulers are chosen. The system works perfectly until a human y/n arrives who refuses to play by any of their rules. Now alliances are shifting, tempers are rising, and no one is leaving the estate unchanged.
Four days. Three personal items. One forest that does not want you alive. When the demon royal family of Noctyra opens the deadly Veilwood Trials to the entire realm, nobles, warriors, royals, and monsters alike gather in the Obsidian Expanse hoping to survive long enough to earn the attention of the three princes. Most enter seeking power. Some seek love. Others never leave the forest at all. (CHECK STORY INFO WHEN CREATING YOUR Y/N)
Voldemort killed Y/N's entire family. She had been raised and living this world alone. And she would not stop until him and his followers were all dead. Just one tinsie wincie complication: Fred and George Weasley
WARNING: I mainly made this for myself, with a specific fmc in mind. If you enjoy being kinda weird and mysterious THEN THIS STORY IS FOR YOU! As graduation approaches, the most powerful Slytherins in Hogwarts find themselves targeted, sabotaged, and pushed toward war, and the only person who keeps saving them is the one no one seems to understand.
College AU | Chatfic. Everyone thinks you’re avoiding the conversation. No one knows you already had one. When Mina creates a group chat to force some honesty, feelings come out, tensions rise, and one secret threatens to unravel everything—especially for the boy who never told anyone you were together.
Sixth Year transfer. New school. Wrong time. Slytherin is already claimed—by power, by reputation, by people who don’t lose. And now you’re in it. Watching. Choosing. Being chosen. One wrong move and you’re out. One right move… and you might not survive them.
No one in Slytherin knew her name. Which would’ve been fine… if she wasn’t top of Charms. Top of Defence. And quietly running everything they thought they controlled. Now they want to find her.