Tom Riddle has never been interested in love. Until you. He notices everything. Your favorite books. Your habits. The people who make you smile. And the more you let him into your life, the harder it becomes to tell where devotion ends and obsession begins. You were never supposed to become his weakness. But Tom Riddle has never been very good at letting go of the things he wants. And he wants you.
youâve gotten very good at saying sorry. for being too loud. for asking for help. for taking up too much space. for things that arenât even your fault. the slytherin boys have always thought it was just a harmless habit. something they tease you about without thinking twice. until draco sees the way you react to one simple mistake. suddenly, nobodyâs laughing anymore. because some things are easier to notice once you know what to look for.
youâve known draco malfoy for years. heâs your older brother mattheoâs best friend, which means heâs completely off-limits. still, youâve been quietly in love with him since first year, keeping your feelings to yourself because you know nothing could ever come from them. but somewhere along the way, things start to change. the late-night conversations, the lingering looks, the little moments that suddenly feel like something more. draco starts noticing you differently, and you canât help but wonder if maybe youâre not imagining it. you fall first. draco falls later, but when he does, he falls harder.
blaise zabini has one problem: you. heâs been shamelessly in love with you for ages, and youâve never taken him seriously. then another boy starts flirting with you. suddenly, blaise has a lot less patience⌠and a lot more to prove.
everyone thinks you have it all together. but behind your smiles, excuses, and unexplained disappearances, youâre hiding a devastating secret. only your brother, lorenzo berkshire, knows about your brain tumor. lately, your symptoms have been getting worse, and your friends are beginning to notice that something isnât right. as you struggle to hold on to the life you love, one question remains: how long can you keep them from finding out?
You have been in a relationship with Harry Potter for a year. Today is your anniversary. He never shows up. Like always. But someone else did. Your brotherâs best friend. Mattheo Riddle.
Youâve never been anyoneâs first choice. Until Lorenzo Berkshire. Charming, confident, and wanted by everyone, Lorenzo hides a loneliness no one sees. Somewhere between late-night talks and lingering touches, your friendship becomes something more. He looks at you like home. And suddenly, being loved doesnât feel so impossible.
your boyfriend cheated on you. with a random girl. when you try to leave, he wonât let you go quietly. but the slytherin boys make sure youâre not facing him alone. turns out, protection was never their only motive. theyâve wanted you all along. your ex made you single. the slytherins intend to make you theirs.
Tom had always been used to being the most dangerous person in the room. Until he met you. Your ârelationshipâ was the furthest thing from soft, sweet or simple. You matched him in every way possible. Clever, possessive, manipulative. Jealousy. âI donât know whether i want to kill you, worship you, or make you get on your knees for me.â
lorenzo berkshire can charm just about anyone. except you. around everyone else, heâs confident, witty, and effortlessly smooth. around you? suddenly, he canât remember how words work. you just think heâs being sweet. but in reality, heâs hopelessly in love with you.
youâve spent your entire life learning how to survive at home. at hogwarts, you finally learn what it means to be loved. when the slytherin boys discover the truth behind your perfect smile, they refuse to let you face it alone. and mattheo riddle? heâs been waiting years for you to realize that you never had to. some secrets hurt to reveal. some people make it worth it.
after midnight, the slytherin common room is yours and lorenzoâs. late-night conversations turn into a routine neither of you wants to break. youâre just friends. until one night, he doesnât show up. and you realize you mightâve been waiting for more than just your friend.
âI donât want to tell you to not love me, It killâs me every-time I push you away. Iâm dying to meet you, to touch you, to love you; but I donât want to scare you.â
