Love recognizes no barriers. It jumps hurdles, leaps fences, penetrates walls to arrive at its destination full of hope. - Harry Potter Some love stories aren't epic novels. Some are short stories. But that doesn't make them any less filled with love. - Hermione Granger I loved you against reason, against promise, against peace, against hope, against happiness, against all discouragement that could be. - Ron Weasley Within you, I lose myself. Without you I find myself wanting to become lost again. - Draco Malfoy You know you're in love when you can't fall asleep because reality is finally better than your dreams. - Fred Weasley Thinking of you keeps me awake. Dreaming of you keeps me asleep. Being with you keeps me alive. - George Weasley I saw that you were perfect and so I loved you. Then I saw that you were not perfect and I loved you even more. - Sirius Black When you feel alone, just look at the spaces between your fingers and remember that's where mine fit perfectly. - Remus Lupin When I tell you I love you, I don't say it out of habit. I say it to remind you that you're the best thing that ever happened to me. - Severus Snape You never fail to amaze me. Every day there is something new that makes me love you even more than the day before. - James Potter

Mirabella Riddle... She was no one. No records of her birth. No records of her name. Nothing. Nothing that will prove she is living. But she is. She is breathing. She is alive, and she is ready to make everyone pay for what they did to her. But the darkness that swirls inside her, was not a thing to face lightly. The darkness was slowly eating her more than she thinks it can. And her only hope is a boy she had never met before. A boy with bright emerald eyes, that holds very intriguing emotions. A boy she had only see in her dreams. One look at his face, smiling at her with open arms as if the darkness within her doesn't matter at all, was more than enough for Mirabella to consider him as her anchor to hold on to.

Nyx Wolf was tired of her daily dose of danger, blood, and death. She has been living such a life for 20 years after being sold to a crime syndicate only to be trained and hone as a deadly assassin that no one can take down. But not because she excels at such a profession doesn't mean she likes every bit of it. She wants nothing of it anymore. She wants to stop. And that's how a mere fantasy novel she stumbled upon one night of messing with her phone between an assassination job, became a big help. She fucked up, and died. Only to wake up in a palace she has never been to. As an extremely beautiful normal-looking lady with astonishing red eyes, about to be sold as a slave.