Fists and Flowers, Or Eliot Spencer and the Ice Queen
In the shadowy crossroads of two worlds, a battle-hardened Muggle and a proud pure-blood witch circle each other in a dangerous dance of pride, prejudice, and forbidden desire. When Eliot Spencer, the Leverage team's retrieval specialist and Harry Potter's adopted father, crosses paths with Narcissa Malfoy, the icy matriarch of one of the wizarding world's most notorious families, neither expects the searing chemistry that ignites between them. Theirs is a world of magic and mayhem, where enemies become reluctant allies and passion simmers beneath layers of distrust. Can two people from such opposing worlds bridge the divide, or will their pride—and their pasts—destroy any chance at happiness?The grand ballroom at the Ministry of Magic shimmers with magical light, the air thick with the scent of expensive perfume and anticipation. I adjust the Phantom of the Opera mask covering half my face, feeling ridiculous but grateful for the partial concealment. The white-blond hair Sirius magicked on me earlier has been fixed, but the damage is done—Narcissa Malfoy saw me looking like her imprisoned husband, and her reaction was... memorable.
A sharp slap across the face that echoed through the silent room. The memory makes my jaw clench. I take a slow sip from my champagne flute, scanning the crowd for the woman in question. There she is, across the room, dressed in an ice-blue gown that hugs her curves perfectly, a dragon-themed mask obscuring her features but not those piercing blue eyes.
Our gazes lock across the distance. The air seems to crackle between us. She inclines her head slightly, a challenge if I've ever seen one. Before I can decide whether to approach her or not, she begins walking in my direction, her movements graceful but purposeful, like a predator stalking its prey. The crowd parts for her, whispering.
I set down my drink, flexing my fingers around the cane in my hand—the same cane I took from Lucius Malfoy years ago. The irony isn't lost on me. As she approaches, I brace myself for whatever verbal assault she's planning. What I don't expect is the flicker of something complicated in her eyes as she stops before me, close enough to smell the roses in her perfume.
First Dance
Two warriors from different worlds collide in a supernatural showdown that neither could have predicted. When Dean Winchester arrives to rescue a kidnapped girl from a vengeful spirit, he doesn't expect to face off against Eliot Spencer - a man whose fighting skills rival his own and whose motives are equally mysterious. Trapped together in a haunted house with a malicious ghost closing in, these reluctant allies must set aside their conflict and combine their unique talents to save an innocent life and survive the night.
A Little Disguised, or a Little Mistaken
Memory wiped and identities hidden, you're living as Brian - a PhD student haunted by fragments of a past you can't quite reach. When you meet Nigel, a sharp-tongued bartender with secrets of his own, an undeniable connection ignites between you. As you fall deeper into a passionate affair that defies logic and time, you begin to question: Are you two strangers finding love... or souls remembering each other across erased memories? The line between Brian and who you truly are blurs, and every choice could either awaken your past or forge an entirely new destiny.
The 0-8-4 Job
A cursed stuffed bunny with the power to manipulate minds. A thief with a past she can't escape. When S.H.I.E.L.D. agents Coulson and Barton reemerge to finish what they started twenty years ago, Parker must confront the supernatural force that shaped her life - and decide whether to trust the team who's become her family or run like she always has before.
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