Rebecca Summers enjoys pleasing herself with the curtains open. That is, until a mysterious man calls to tell her that he is watching. Her fantasy becomes reality as she begins to perform for this stranger, following his instructions over the phone while he watches from afar. Rebecca’s world is turned upside down when finally they meet and she enters into a D/s relationship with her Midnight Caller. This is not the complete fic. These are the original pictures that went with the drabble version.

She winced as he pressed her against a tree, the bark digging painfully into her back. She shuddered as he pressed his nose against the column of her throat. She struggled ineffectually against his superior strength. He didn't even look like he was trying. "Hold still, Granger," he murmured against her neck. "Let me go!" she snarled. "I don't know what kind of sick game this is but I don't want to play." "This is no game, Mudblood," he replied, his tongue lapping against her skin.

He found her broken, a hollow tortured shell of what once was. He vowed he would find the ones who did this to her and destroy them... But what happens when he finds out his brother was the cause of it all?

Excerpt: I steeled my resolve and calmed my nerves. I was about to stop her wedding. She might never forgive me for it, but I had to let her know. Just one last time. Sequel to Perfect. Rating for language and adult themes. An angsty story with a happily ever after...

In the southern ars the major is feared, even by his own sire. She tries appeasing his work and tame his temper by rewarding him with human females. She chains them to his walls. This is the major, not Jasper who she does this for.

What does a brown eyed human have to do with it?

Read about a battle within that will soon bring out what is needed most.

Being a double agent is a stressful job and Hermione's worried about Professor Snape. But what is he doing all alone in an empty room with the Mirror of Erised?

Scorpius had fallen in love with the broken girl in the mirror. His heart was shattered as he confessed everything to her. He laid his soul bare for her. He longed to hear her voice, to feel her touch, to kiss her lips. He felt extremely vulnerable as he told her these things but he couldn't keep it bottled up any longer...

One shot challenge fic. Snape and Hermione are forced together on a photo shoot for a Romance novel. Real sparks ignite.

Successful and powerful in business, Edward keeps his personal relationships shallow.  He doesn't believe anyone can love him just for him.  Then he meets young Isabella sweet baker  who seems too good to be true. Bella is strong, kind and determined. Fiercely independent will she let Edward help her to achieve more than just having the best croissant recipe in town?  Will he risk being hurt and let her bake her way into his heart?  Wrapped in buttery goodness with bursts of spice this is a recipe for sweet loving, getting over the bitterness of the past and developing a taste for a sweet future.

He was sharing his lifeforce with her, his very soul, binding them together for the rest of their lives. If one died, then so would the other. They were irreversibly linked. He only hoped that she wouldn't hate him for it.

Back by popular demand, the title says it all, Hermione gets caught passing a note in Professor Snape's class.

Not even time itself could separate them.  **ON HIATUS**