Hermione Granger Ginny Weasley Fingering

Two years after graduation, Lin Yang had no car, no house, and no savings. Originally planning to slack off for the rest of his life, Lin Yang, after a failed blind date, activated the Golden Finger during a fishing session. Catching different aquatic species not only directly earned him money, but also unlocked special items (buffs, fishing gear, bait...), while also increasing his own experience and points. 【Fishing Level Lv1: Novice】 【Level Experience: 1/100】 【Total Points: 1】(Points can be used to exchange for special items) ..... With the help of the Golden Finger Illustrated Handbook, Lin Yang not only made a fortune but gradually became the top fishing master and the hottest outdoor live streamer! Viewers in the live streaming room, "There's no fish Master Lin can't catch, not even a shark." A certain fishing master, "Master Lin is the true fishing master, and from today onwards, he is my master."

Whoever refuses to accept, come fight!

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Others transmigrate to the world of cultivation, with a Golden Finger all the way till the end; Jiang Tang, however, gets slapped by reality until he becomes reclusive. After honestly farming for three years, Jiang Tang suddenly discovers that he now has a Spirit Field Space, and the Spirit Field is actually producing rare Spirit Grass, Spiritual Medicine, martial arts manuals, and even ancient treasures that had vanished long ago! Thus, Jiang Tang also gains his own Golden Finger. Years later, Jiang Tang accidentally cultivates himself into an All-Around master and ascends, teary-eyed, he exclaims— “Transmigration has been fair to me, the Golden Finger comes of its own accord.”

What if you woke up in a world of magic? Alaric, a young man, knew what he wanted: to do nothing, just like on Earth. He was a procrastinator who loved lounging on the couch, scrolling through social media or watching movies and TV shows. That was his life. But when he ended up in a magic academy with teachers pushing him to work hard? That wasn’t for him. Alaric was so lazy and had such poor talent that he got expelled. Few can say they were kicked out of a magic academy in a kingdom desperate for mages. Left alone with no family or money, Alaric wandered the wilderness, struggling to survive. One day, after sleeping for two days straight, something awakened within him. A System. [Arcane Idleness Protocol Activated] [The less you do, the stronger you get] [First Passive] [Idle Infusion: Your total mana increases while you sleep. The more you sleep, the higher your total mana will increase] [Spell Rank: ???] And that was just the beginning of the legend of Alaric, the wizard who never trained yet reached the peak. The mage who built the best magic academy from scratch just to use his disciples to work for him. "I can relax all day while my disciples work for me, what a life!"

Ian was an ordinary guy on his way to work when he suddenly found himself in a strange and dangerous world ruled by dark races like vampires, werewolves, and demons. Transmigrated into the body of a lesser vampire, Ian that he must quickly adapt. Just when all hope seems lost, Ian had awakened his cheat golden finger: The Strongest Body Customization System, which allows him to modify and customize his body by consuming biomass. With this golden finger, Ian began his path to power, designing bone claws and other enhancements to give him an edge against the terrifying werewolves and other supernatural threats. But as Ian learns more about the Curtained Imperium and existences of Gods, Aliens, and Outer Gods that can destroy planets. He understood the depth of this world was deeper than he thought. Need to fly? Customize a pair of angel wings! The body is small? Add hundreds meters of height and become bigger than Godzilla! Need a weapon? Customize bone claws and kagune on the spot!

Do we really have a choice in our lives? Can we defy fate? Or are we nothing more than chess pieces for the goddess of fate? What is the difference between love and obsession? *** As her hands moved along the wall, her fingers brushed against a slight dent. Her eyes snapped open. Leaning in, she blew on the stone surface, only for a cloud of dust to explode in her face. She staggered back, coughing. "Ugh—seriously?" She cracked open one eye, blinking away the dust. Through the faint haze, she spotted something carved into the stone. She squinted, running her fingers over the words. "The god of war asked: 'What force bends neither to strength nor will?'" "The goddess of destiny answered: 'Can fate be controlled or prevented?'" Alexia frowned. "Okay, now that actually sounds like a riddle. But what's the answer?" --- What happens when you become marked by Destiny herself?

Lilac has lived a life of suffering. From being forced to disguise himself as a girl to survive, to being labeled cursed after failing to awaken his heavenly gifts that everyone else could, he is shunned by all. To add salt to his wound, before he turns 18, his father vanishes, and his uncle seizes the throne that should've rightfully been Lilac's as the eldest son. Before Lilac could successfully flee, he is caught and traded to the monsters beyond the kingdom—beasts so feared that no one who sees them returns. But instead of death, Lilac is claimed by Sloan. Born cursed, Sloan is a prince of the Enwulves, an extinct hybrid wolf species. Even though he is a prince, he has lived life as an outcast due to his curse that causes him to forcibly transform every full moon, thus losing his humanity. His life has been mapped out for him, but when he finds Lilac—battered, freezing, and terrified—something shifts. For the first time, his rage stills. It was just a glimpse, a scent, a tiny whimper of fright. And that was it. Humans are meant to be slaves. Enwulves are forbidden from claiming them. Keeping Lilac means war. But Sloan has never followed rules, and Lilac has never belonged—until now. ~~~ | ~~~ “Are you afraid of me, little human?” Sloan husked out, cold lips grazing my bleeding fingers before his lips parted slightly to release hot breath over them. I trembled, rooted in the spot with fright and unable to breathe. Was this a trick question? Of course I’m afraid of him! Everyone is! Who wouldn’t be? Slaves are never supposed to be in his presence, except they suddenly desire a quick demise. Am I supposed to respond honestly or lie? When cold lips closed around my finger, I gasped in shock, a rush of fright and dread engulfing me. He was gonna bite off my finger right now, wasn’t he? Just because my stupid brain couldn’t come up with a response? The rumors said he was a heartless psychopath, but I didn’t think it was actually true! However, a hot tongue swiped over my fingertips and I sucked in a sharp breath, exhaling shakily while my chest expanded and my brain tried to figure out what was happening, and why my fingers weren't bitten off yet— or why I’m still breathing in his presence. Next, cold, long fingers wrapped around my wrist and my hand was being tugged upward, then a nose was digging into my pulse point, and I almost fainted when cold lips dragged over the sensitive skin there. The sound of a deep inhale filled up my ear next. “Fuck. You smell so good.” Oh heavens. This was worse than I thought. Instead of killing me, was he planning to… eat me… literally???! What the fuck? *** R18+! Cover not mine!

[You have written the name: Eamon Castlehart] [You have successfully bound with Eamon Castlehart's soul core] [You have successfully gained Eamon Castlehart's new Spell, Whispering Blade] [You have attained instant mastery of the Spell, Whispering Blade]! — Descending from a family of powerful mages, Calem Morgrave had a bright future ahead of him, until an accident shattered his fingers in a manner that no magic could heal. And in a world where magic required your fingers to cast spells, a crippled mage was nothing but trash. Abandoned by his own blood and sold as a slave to an innkeeper, Calem lived a brutal life… until the day he found a strange scroll and a quill. This scroll possessed an undefeatable power: it could bind Calem's soul core to the soul core of other mages, stealing any spell they learn. But even worse—for them, while they try to master the spell, Calem gains instant mastery of it as soon as he claims it. There was only one problem. To bind with other mages, he must first write their names down on the scroll. That was a very difficult task for a boy with broken fingers. But every day, he forced himself to write, letter by painful letter. And once the name was complete, their Spells were his! Now, the Mage Academy and all of his family members watch in horror as the cripple they threw away instantly masters all their Spells that took them months to learn!

He had already chosen where and when. The Overlook Bridge, on the anniversary of his brother's death—the perfect place to follow him, to sever a life that had become gray and soundless. Ethan, whose soul had long turned to ash along with his silenced music, was ready to take the final step. But she knocked him off his path—with a single defiant phrase, thrown at the edge of the abyss. Skye, a punk rock vocalist with a tattoo of a shattered piano on her wrist, was his mirror image. Where he hid his pain in apathy and silence, she forged hers into an armor of cynicism and screams. Seeing a familiar void in his eyes, she didn't save him—she simply stood beside him, offering not hope, but a strange, twisted kind of complicity. And so, their dance began. Two souls—broken, yet stubbornly alive. They don't know how to be happy, but they are desperately learning how to be real. Their encounters are awkward conversations in a smoke-filled café, accidental collisions in an old record store, silent walks through the sleeping city. He is afraid of her noise, her fury, her life. She is afraid of his silence, his vulnerability, his ability to see straight through her armor. This is not a story about a perfect love that heals all wounds. It is a story about two people who slowly, painfully, step by step, pull each other out of the deafening silence where one is usually left alone. It is a tale of how, from the ashes of old traumas and the dissonance of two shattered souls, a single, imperfect, yet achingly honest melody can be born. A song that becomes their only way of saying, "I see you. And I'm staying."

Transmigada para uma terra de fantasia, onde pessoas possuem poderes inimagináveis e até deuses existem... Confusa, pelo menos não está sozinha! Nascido do mesmo ventre, o próprio divino dao do mundo marcial??! Renascido o divino dao achou que se tornaria humano, mas acabou preso como minha alma marcial. "OK, quando eu ascender a posição de deusa encontrarei uma forma de te libertar. Agora libera o golden finger para agilizar o tempo de cultivo..." "Golden finger? O que é isso?!" Não há golden finger...

Harry Potter was Sorted into Slytherin after a crappy childhood. His brother Jim is believed to be the BWL. Think you know this story? Think again. Year Four starts on 9/1/20. NO romantic pairings prior to Fourth Year. Basically good Dumbledore and Weasleys. Limited bashing (mainly of James). patreon.com/Deepak_fanfic

It was a lie. And he knew Leith must have realized it. But the man did not respond to the lie, did not judge, did not ask any further questions. He just remained silent... and slowly bit his own index finger until a drop of blood appeared. Then, with a movement that was almost inaudible, he reached out his hand toward Liyn. "Drink... Liyn.” Liyn's heart felt like it was being pulled out of her chest. Her breath caught. She stared at Leith's finger in confusion, fear, and… trembling. But something inside her stirred. Slowly, she grasped Leith's hand, her hands so small in that gentle embrace, then hesitantly touched that finger to her lips. She sucked on the tip of the finger, tasting the salty, warm blood. As warm as someone who cares. Yurei Yurelin dreamed of becoming a scientist and exploring the skies above, not the magical battlefield. She hid her Veyra level as a child, managed to get into a technology school, and was almost achieving her dream… until everything fell apart. Betrayed by the retest results, Yurei was forced to enter Syntara Academy, an elite academy for Veyra users. There, everyone had extraordinary talent—except her. But one thing worse than being the ordinary girl among geniuses… is the fact that her new teacher is a legendary former warrior, a man whose face can make anyone submit—including Yurei's heart. As old secrets begin to surface and the hidden power within her slowly awakens, Yurei realizes: she was never meant to be a Scientist… but something greater.

"Bound by Obsession" Genre: Dark Romance | Billionaire Romance | Obsession Hermione Isabelle Vale, a sharp, ambitious lawyer, never expected her life to be upended by a billionaire with a dangerous obsession. Dylan Alexander Voss, the enigmatic CEO of Voss Enterprise, becomes fixated on her after their first charged encounter at an exclusive party. But Dylan isn’t the type to let go. He wants her—body, mind, and soul. When he offers her a powerful position within his company, Hermione finds herself drawn into a web of power, control, and undeniable attraction. As Dylan’s obsession grows, so does the tension between them, blurring the lines between business and desire. Hermione’s fierce independence is tested, but Dylan is relentless—he’ll stop at nothing to make her his. In a world where obsession is the ultimate power, will Hermione be able to break free—or will she be bound to him forever?

Arka adalah seorang ilmuwan yang mengejar mimpi besar tentang perjalanan waktu. Di tengah perjuangannya, ia menghadapi dilema antara masa lalu dan masa kini, serta arti sejati dari cinta dan pengorbanan

She was drugged by her cousin sister, who mistook the bed of empire junior, and was crushed. After that, he married her, who incarnated a ferocious beast, and plundered her. He is a great personage in the West-harbour city. He holds great power, who is endowed with extraordinary talent, acting with great determination, and turns his hands over in the business world. Cheng Nuo thought that such an emotionless marriage, as long as they get along well with each other, but when He Zikai’s little nephew stood in front of her, Cheng Nuo panicked, and she actually married her first love’s uncle. Cheng Nuo thought that as long as she was gentle and clever, the man would spoil herself for a lifetime. However, when her husband appeared in public with other women in his arms, her comfortable life was broken and she fled with a broken heart. Five years later, when they met again, He Zikai recognized her at a glance and pressed her straight into the corner. “Woman, in this life, don’t want to escape from the palm of my hand.”

Zach Apron is a reincarnator from Earth — The Original Realm — who found himself reborn in a very "normal" yet so very ridiculous world in more than one ways.

"So I heard you're the one who carry my baby? right.. Ginny?" "What do you want?" "Come back to me... I miss you like crazy.." Everything started when the successful business woman, Ginny Beaverly accidentally become "one night stand" of the billionaire who owned the biggest company which become one of the main sponsor for Ginny's business, who was also her ex.

What if that red string isn't just a fantasy? What if you can see the strings in your fingers and you can touch and even follow it? I look down at my hands, the very hands I've grown tired of seeing for the past 17 years of my life. The same hands that have never felt another's in a different way I imagined. My thumb. My index finger. My middle finger. My ring finger. And lastly, my left pinky. You are probably sharp enough to have already figured it out. Yes. Except my right pinky finger—every single one of my fingers in my both hands—has a red string tied to it. I would like to say that this is a dream but trust me, you don't want to know how heavy it is. No, I don't mean the weight of the strings. But the burden of having a 9 fated partners.

Demon Lords, demons who have gained great power and established a position of preeminence among demonkind. “ I, the pillar of all, the heart of all, the soul of all , the weakness of all , the strength of all. The remarkable, extraordinary King of all demons, Demon king Haruto, has found myself stuck in a Weasley mortal’s body?!”

"You shouldn’t have come here," he whispered, his voice a blend of wind and sorrow, echoing through the cracked mirror. Jane froze. Her heart thundered as her reflection twisted—no longer hers but a boy’s face, pale and cracked with grief, eyes like grave-soaked secrets. "Who... who are you?" she breathed, barely able to speak. Her fingers trembled at her sides. "Jamie," he said, his lips not moving but his voice pressing into her mind. "I died in this school. But I never left." She should have run. But something in his stare held her—an ache so deep it mirrored her own. The room grew colder, shadows crawling like fingers across the walls. "They feed on the living here," Jamie continued. "Sacrifices. Secrets. And I was the first… but not the last. You’re in room 3, aren’t you?" Jane took a step back. The mirror pulsed, a low hum rising in her ears. _"Why me?" she asked. Jamie’s smile was tragic. “Because the dead can’t love the dead… and I made the mistake of loving someone who lived."

[WSA entry, Romance Fantasy] After dying on a train to Guilin, Hatsuki found herself being saved by a mysterious man called “master” while the people around him called him “The under-realm’s arbiter”. In a world of Spirits, Hatsuki searched for her purpose beyond finding the final essence of her mother. To let go of her past and start anew. How will the 19-year-old Hatsuki navigate through the world of spirits that is centered around heaven and hell? Trope: Grumpy & Sunshine. Reincarnation. Star crossed lovers. Updates: Everyday Privilege: cheap P.S. I would like to thank Homeless_straycat for the cover and Hansora for the fonts. ~ “Beautiful”, she murmured. Even within very little light, Master exuded a commanding presence; his stance was upright, and yet, he was soft enough to have the little pink tassel still on his waist. Just as she reached the end, Master took a few steps forward and raised his hand “Could I have the pleasure to escort you, Miss Asano?” Hatsuki’s eyes were expressive as they blinked a few times, staring to the core. Her hands, which were carefully pinching the hem of the skirt, left loose and stared at the Master for a few seconds. “You may, Sir…” She placed her hands on Yuki’s cold palms. His fingers little by little intertwined with her fingers while his free hand reached for her chin. The tip of his index fingers brushed on her soft skin as his face gently leaned towards her as well. Hatsuki had an unreadable expression, as though everything that was happening was just a dream. Feeling that Hatsuki’s focus wasn’t on him, Yuki swiftly glided Hatsuki, making her feel the presence. “Raise your head, You are now the strongest woman in the after realm” ~ After realm, under realm, and hidden realm all mean the same. Started: February 12, 2025

Eryx was an ordinary young man living a normal life on Earth until everything changed. It happened when the sky shattered, and terrifying monsters swarmed through. Chaos engulfed the city as the creatures attacked people and destroyed everything in sight. While trying to escape, Eryx lost consciousness and woke up in a strange new world. This new world, Infinite Land Star, had no sun. It had a red sky full of cracks, and earth countless ruins. It is a place where people use mystical powers called Qi to survive. He had transmigrated into the body of someone who had been abandoned by their family. But everything changed when a mysterious system activated. The system gave him the ability to grow stronger and evolve endlessly. [You have invested one hundred points of High-level Energy into the evolution of your Spirit Body. Your Spirit Body has evolved into an Elemental Spirit Body.] [You have invested one thousand points of High-level Energy into the Golden Essence Herb. The Golden Essence Herb has evolved into a Mystic Golden Spirit Herb.] [You have invested one hundred thousand points of High-level Energy into the Mountain Piercing Finger. You have comprehended the essence of this skill and elevated it to new heights. The Mountain Piercing Finger has evolved into the Sky Splitting Finger.]

Rain reborn in a new crisis ridden world, the book tells the journey of his navigating the crisis and making a place for himself in the new world. Rain's golden finger is similar to simunateosly travel to different world. So, as the story progress, many worlds, with different races and cultivation system will be introduced

Hermione gets tired of everything after the war. her relationship with Ron turned toxic her friends turned their backs on her the only ones that talk to or feel worried for her are the ones that didn't like her. she gets hit by a spell by Ron that sends her to different worlds. will she find love of pain?

Ginny Green, an aromantic nerd, accidentally slept with the infamous campus Princess, Persephone Campbell, but she can't remember. ** Ginny Green is an aromantic nerd who only believes that love only exists in movies and novels, but still wishes to find that special someone even though she's thinking that it's impossible. After she got drunk at a party, she found herself tangled in bed with the infamous campus Princess, Persephone Campbell. Persephone Campbell is an extremely attractive, charismatic, misjudged individual due to her wealthy background. Deemed by the people as coldhearted and a snob, but she's totally the opposite. She fell in love with Ginny after their faithful night together and would love to start a relationship with her. But there is a problem, Ginny is aromantic and doesn't want to be in a relationship with anyone. Now, Persephone is on a mission to make the aromantic nerd fall in love with her. ** "You're not going to run away and walk out of this room and pretend that this didn't happen, are you?" In every accidental one-night stand, of course, that thought is not an option anymore. Embrace each other at night like long-time lovers, and in the morning, shrug off every memory like it never happened. That's always been the case. And of course, that was Ginny's initial plan after assessing the situation. But looking at Persephone's threatening, yet smiling face, she knows well how screwed up she was. Let's just laugh first. "N-no, I wasn't thinking of that at all." "Good." Persephone smiled, satisfied with her answer. She gingerly moves closer to Ginny, wrapping both of her arms around her waist. Ginny can't seem to utter a single word. Seeing a naked Persephone in front of her was... was... was - she doesn't even have any words to describe it. ** OTHER STORIES: Too Gay for You: You Give me Heart Eyes (GL) Join the discord: https://discord.gg/mCBYVgW8MH

Living a peaceful and fulfilled life, Lloyd was content with things staying the way they were. However, followed by the strange event, his life was suddenly flipped upside down where he is forced to survive in a world where practically anything can happen... with just a snap of someone's finger.

--- Petals of Blood Ashes Under Her Fingers Written by Leeyah Themes: Dark romance | Psychological trauma | Abuse | Revenge | Bloodlust | Power | Obsession | Mafia | School life twisted beyond recognition CONTENT WARNING: This story contains graphic violence, emotional trauma, manipulation, mature themes, and mental instability. If you're sensitive to dark content, please proceed with caution. But if you’ve ever been silenced… If you’ve ever swallowed rage like poison… This story is your voice. --- SYNOPSIS They laughed while she bled. They mocked her pain. They never expected the girl they broke to rise again—this time with scissors in her hand and nothing but rage in her chest. Ruby Derman was just a quiet shadow at Blackwater High. Bullied, beaten, and ignored. But every scar was a promise. And now, she's keeping them—one body at a time. Then there's Alexander Whales. The youngest lecturer in school history. The son of a crime empire. The man who was once a boy in handcuffs, accused of killing his own parents. He came back with secrets. She welcomed him with blood. This isn't your typical high school drama. This is obsession. This is vengeance. This is survival in its rawest form.

"You're wrong about me," he whispers, kneeling beside the man as blood drips from his fingers. His voice is almost gentle, a cruel contrast to the violence in his wake. "I'm not a killer." The man wheezes, barely clinging to consciousness. "Then... what are you?" A slow, chilling smile spreads across his face. "I'm a demon."