Concierge Poudlard

Le train ronronne dans le lointain. Adossée contre les parois visqueuses de cette étrange voie ferrée à l'inscription 9.3/4" ,une jeune fille sommeille tranquillement, ignorant l'agitation qui l'entoure. Le train s'arrête en un long sifflement plaintifs. On s'affaire,on s'embrasse, on se fait des adieux, on se dit des "je t'aime". Des balais volent des baisers s'envolent,et la jeune fille se réveille doucement pour s'engouffrer in extremis dans un wagon. À l'intérieur, elle trouve son bonheur dans un compartiment vide et douillet ,elle s'affale sur un des sièges, plus ou moins confortable, en laissant retomber gracieusement sa longue chevelure rousse. Elle soupire et se laisse porter par la vitesse monotone du Poudlard Express en route vers la plus étrange école qui lui aura été donnée de fréquenter.

“Don’t look so bad. I don’t bite.” Noelle could tell what was going inside that head of his from his expressions alone. “I thought you might.” Before Corey could register what was going to slip through his tongue, the words had already left his mouth. “Shit.” And if that wasn’t enough, he managed to curse out loud before her. “F@*#!* And not just once. ---------- Corey Frost was your everyday ordinary man. Despite receiving high quality education, he was working as a concierge to make ends meet. He was someone who'd always keep to himself, staying out of other people's way. But everything took a hundred and eighty degree shift when he ran into the eldest of the Sundseth sisters. More so when he lost his heart to the youngest of the three. Noelle Sundseth was the youngest of the lot and third in line to inherit the Sundseth Empire. Though fate had other plans for her. Love had to take the backseat in her life. Not only was she asked to lead her family business, the burden of choosing a life partner almost instantly fell on her shoulders. Will Noelle be able to put herself first and get her priorities right? Or will she give up on finding her true love amidst the chaos? ---------- You can join the discord server for updates and picture references: https://discord.gg/tHARRPX Instagram: dumdum.007 Twitter: _dumdum007 Facebook: facebook.com/dumdumwrites

Lillian Grace found herself working at the concierge desk for the multinational business conglomerate - the Geldan Group - after graduating from University. It may not be her dream job, but at least it's bearable and pays the bills. But, her semi peaceful life is flipped on its head when she has a tense encounter with the cold CEO, Andrew Geldan himself. The most eligible bachelor in the country, he's managed to stay single... Up until now. Under pressure from his family, he is forced to find a wife. Many beautiful women come to see him, vying to be his wife. Lillian dreads having to work on the weekend, helping to greet the many women who are there to meet their CEO. Just as she thinks work has settled down and she can finally get some rest, her poker faced CEO hands her a printed contract. "What's this?" "Can't you read. It's a contract." "What for?" "To marry me." What?! Had their CEO gone insane? ---

A peaceful city, is thrown in a war for power. Find out who comes on top, nothing is black and white as we find out one story through different perspectives.

Find the unfindable and do the impossible? It's all in a day's work for you. As a concierge, how far will you go to make billionaires' dreams come true?

Solrine Cavaliere was a fascinating and contradictory person - extremely beautiful, yet showing clear signs of a difficult past. She had a subtle air of confidence and sensuality that came from her tattoos and her natural charm. With commitment issues, emotional unavailability, and a penchant for reckless behavior, she was every single man's greatest temptation...and worst nightmare. A seductive red flag personified. That is until a private indiscretion escalated into a public scandal that left her jobless and an outcast of society. Four months later she shared one blazing, unforgettable night with Stellan Dessanges where she showed him the exhilarating depths of passion. After over a year since that fateful encounter, fate has now thrown them together once more as she's forced to take a position as a house concierge for a powerful family's unmarried heir - the very same man who became captivated by her that night. Born into a life of great wealth and privilege. He was raised to lead his family's business empire one day. While he thinks it's practical to marry someone who can help the family's business, a part of him longs for the passionate connection he had with Solrine - and secretly hopes to find the same kind of true and deep love that his parents shared. Solrine's refusal to follow rules and her fear of commitment both attract and intimidate Stellan, because she is everything he is not - spontaneous and free. As they spend more time together, their old spark reignites, and he's drawn to her confidence and independence. However, he's also aware of her emotional walls and inability to open up, which makes him hesitant. She finds herself unexpectedly unleashing his inner dominance and primal desire, even as her impulsive behavior risks damaging their fragile relationship. In this story of intense and conflicting passion, two people who are clashing infernos will be drawn together by a love that's too combustible to ignore. But can their love overcome her troublesome tendencies? Or will the strength of their attraction ultimately consume them both in a blaze of reckless ruin?

Dark secrets have a way of making it out into the light. However, when you belong to the 1% of the 1% those secrets tend to stay buried alongside the shattered hope of decaying and unsuspecting victims. Those secrets become currency. Those secrets become weapons. They become power. And when the rich get richer and the powerful become more powerful who is there to stop them? The Concierge of Death. The Hellhound of Justice. In the shallows of a world with no sun bloomed a black rose - an agent of darkness was born - whose purpose serves the light. Sebastian Prescott. Sebastian Prescott was a member of a shadow organization known as “The Prometheus Progeny.” To 99% of the world they were a myth, a rumor wrapped in a murmur of conspiracy theories. But to the wickedly rich they were the champions that defend the defenseless. The Goliaths that protect David - making it a fair fight. Their Motto: “in absentia lucis, tenebrae vincunt” Sebastian was the most efficient member of the organization. His identity unknown to anyone outside their enterprise. His executions were always precise, the punishment tenfold the crime. His pursuit for justice rarely satisfied. This was a man who had personally met death. He sat and dined with her vicious allure, he’d heard her sweet voice as she sang blood-soaked promises. Their time together had been tattooed on his soul, making her his first love - a toxic dance between lovers forced by fate. His body marred by her caress and his mind twisted by the taste of her sinfully, intoxicating lips. A mind held together by threads of relentlessness. He was a mess. A mess that was incredibly contained - well, just barely. Sebastian knew that for every person he killed, an innocent life was saved or in some cases avenged. That only begs the questions: How much would this honorable way of life cost his sanity? How deep does this well of resilience go? What line hasn’t he crossed - is there even a line? How much damage has been done? Only Zuri Cane can answer that...