Emme Major

This is a mildly erotic fanfic that starts early in the Potterverse. [No underaged sex!] Not recommended for young readers. Possible trigger warning for anyone that has undergone extreme trauma due to fires/collapsing buildings or cannot stand claustrophia and/or night terrors.
Ariadne is a pretty, young girl who grew up with muggles, but is about to start going to Hogwarts. She's optimistic. Her squib mother had told her all about the wizard world before her untimely death and she wants to see the school her teenage father had attended. Only she has some secrets, secrets that her mother warned her to never to tell anyone and one big secret not even her mother was aware of. Ariadne can remember her past life. A life where magic didn't exist and her family in this world were only part of a story. A story that she wasn't in. Does this mean she destined to die before the series ever even started? If only her memories weren't so sporadic, she could've avoided the death flags! If she avoids her own death, does that mean she can save some of her favorite characters? Everything is just a little too real now!

Mermaid and Lycan
“Enough,” A deep human voice sounded.
The two smaller wolves stopped circling at once, their ears curling back and their bodies crouching low in submission.
Mila hissed a warning between her fangs.
“I said, enough.” The voice spoke again in a deep tenor of an alpha.
While the voice was mostly meant to be used on other wolves, it could affect other species to an extent. Mila felt some of the power go from her limbs and the unicorn bowed under it.
No, she was stronger than a command from an animal. She was a mermaid that had lived for thousands of years, and seen the rise and fall of continents. The only orders she’d ever had to obey were those of her god who had abandoned her.
She turned on the spot, her sword readied to slice the throat of the one that dared to command her now.
Mila the mermaid is alone after the apocalypse destroyed the human world. After losing her entire purpose in life, she wanders aimlessly through the wilderness. The world is changing in the aftermath of the humans' passing. New species are taking control of the surface world. Where will she go? Will she be able to belong?

Sereia e Licantropo
“Chega,” uma voz humana profunda soou.
Os dois lobos menores pararam de circular imediatamente, suas orelhas se curvando para trás e seus corpos se abaixando em submissão.
Mila sibilou um aviso entre suas presas.
“Eu disse, chega.” A voz falou novamente com o tom grave de um alfa.
Embora a voz fosse principalmente usada para outros lobos, ela podia afetar outras espécies até certo ponto. Mila sentiu parte do poder sair de seus membros e o unicórnio se curvou sob ele.
Não, ela era mais forte do que um comando de um animal. Ela era uma sereia que havia vivido por milhares de anos e visto a ascensão e queda de continentes. As únicas ordens que ela já teve que obedecer foram as de seu deus que a abandonou.
Ela se virou no lugar, sua espada pronta para cortar a garganta daquele que ousava comandá-la agora.
Mila, a sereia, está sozinha após o apocalipse destruir o mundo humano. Depois de perder todo o seu propósito na vida, ela vagueia sem rumo pela natureza selvagem. O mundo está mudando após o desaparecimento dos humanos. Novas espécies estão tomando o controle do mundo da superfície. Para onde ela irá? Será que ela conseguirá pertencer?