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iloveshelbys · 4 months

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Russian Doll || T. Shelby, A. Shelby. J. Shelby. F. Shelby x Reader

Warnings: AFAB (assigned female at birth) Reader, Smut, P in V (wrap before you tap), Oral (M and F receiving) Loss of Virginity, Reader has her own reverse harem. Pregnancy in later chapters

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You shouldn’t have been here.

You stood with your back pressed to the wall as you looked between the four men in front of you, their similar looks and matching attire suggested they were brothers and their lax postures showed they meant no harm towards you.

They were tall, standing a foot or so above your short stature and each of them had blue eyes.

And no matter how attractive each man was it still didn’t negate the fact that you shouldn’t have been here. London was nothing like Moscow.

There were no large buildings, no pretty clothes to look at. No one was being pulled around pretty snowy lanes by a horse and carriage. No one was speaking your language.

You felt like crying as the four Englishmen all gazed at you.

“Do you speak English?”

It was the youngest of the four men who spoke up, he had such a sweet face that you relaxed your rigid posture and nodded your head. He held out his hand with a charming smile and with all the confidence you could muster under four such intense gazes, you slid your hand into the awaiting hand held out to you

“Yes.. Yes I speak English”

“My name is Finn. These are my brothers, John, Arthur and Tommy”

Finn, John, Arthur and Tommy. You nodded as you took in each of the brother’s appearances. “Do you have a surname?”

“Shelby”

Finn Shelby, you couldn’t help but smile. His name suited him, sweet and gentlemanly just like his disposition. He must have remembered his manners because he gestured to the empty chair and with all the care in the world he helped you to sit down before dragging a seat over and sitting down between yourself and Arthur. He quickly filled you a glass of whiskey and slid it over

The liquid burned as it slipped down your throat and your eyebrows lifted appreciatively before you set the glass down. It was silent for a while and you shifted, yet again. You blushed under the intense gaze of the three older brothers while the youngest was shuffling a pack of cards

“Do you know why you’re here?”

“I was kidnapped”

The one who was pointed out as Tommy nodded slowly and you gulped, chewing your bottom lip. His eyes were so blue and his voice was warm, like honey dripped over a cake your Grandmother used to make.

You tensed in your seat as his gaze never wavered and you smiled gratefully as Finn squeezed your hand over the table.

You liked Finn, he didn’t seem to intimidate you.

“We’ve been asked by people to look after yeh”

That voice was different, still rich like honey but there was a gravelly layer that made your spine tingle. Your eyes found the source of the voice and you gulped.

The eldest, was it Arthur? You couldn’t quite remember, he spoke like he was running out of time and his nervous rambling made you smile before hiding the prominent blush on your cheeks

“You.. No you don’t have to look after me its okay”

Tommy’s smirk was amused as he leaned forward to pick up his glass, the simple action had you flustered and writhing in your seat. His eyes were so intense in the dim light of the room, so electric that you couldn’t stop your mind from wandering down a path with thoughts that left your mind spinning “You don’t get a choice, Princess”

You didn’t sleep that night, tossing and turning in your bed until the first few tendrils of morning crept up over the skies. Throwing back your blankets, you shuddered as the cold air hit you then swung yourself out of bed to get ready for the morning.

You’d been used to dressing yourself for quite some time now and you set about washing up and getting ready for the day while your four protectors all stirred themselves from slumber from bedrooms down the hall.

Your first task? Make your bed. You took your time with the simple action, humming a song you always heard your Father sing when you were a girl. The words come easy to you, being in your native language.

You were half way through the song a second time when Finn’s presence startled you and you let out a yelp, quickly dragging the blankets from the bed around your body.

“I didn't mean to startle you, Tommy says breakfast is ready when you are. Aunt Pol made it”

“Thank you, Finn. I’ll be there soon”

You quickly remade the bed as he left the room before dressing and doing your hair. Your footsteps were slow and purposeful as you walked down the corridor to the main room.

Two women, who you assumed to be their Aunt Polly and their sister Ada, sat at a table with smiles on their faces and they gestured to the empty seat.

“Sit down, love. There’s fresh tea and good food”

Ada was pretty. Dark bobbed hair and light blue eyes with a smile so bright and genuine you couldn’t help but smile as you sat down. Conversation flowed easily between yourself and the two women but it halted as Tommy strolled into the room with his signature smirk

“I see she’s earned a place at the table, eh?”

“Shut up, Tommy” You smiled as Ada kissed your cheek, telling you not to worry about her brothers. That they were mostly harmless. You ate your breakfast silently, observing the familial bonds between the siblings.

It made you miss your own brothers so terribly.

You could just envision them now. Sergei and Alexei both reading newspapers while Vladmir, Nicholas and Dmitri all read letters while eating breakfast. Your eyes moved around the table with a degree of sadness filling them before you silently stood from the table and walked to a window to look outside.

The scent of citrus combined with musk, alcohol and tobacco filled your nose and you turned your head slightly to catch Tommy’s gaze. The eye contact heated you up and you quickly pulled your eyes away from his face to the street below.

“You need to come away from the window”

You nodded your head at Tommy’s simple command then turned and walked to a chair under a painting. It was true what they said, London was beautiful.

But you really shouldn’t have been here.

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iloveshelbys · 5 months

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WARNINGS: Female YN, angst (hurt/comfort), slow burn, death.

Summary: YN Potter, adopted daugheter of James and Lily potter, falls in love with Draco Malfoy. As she gets sorted into Slytherin her relationship with her brother begins to fall apart. Soon she becomes friends with Luna, Neville, and Ginny. As the years go on YN and Draco form a secret relationship. When YN meets Lorenzo a love triangle forms, complicating things even more. Will Harry find out about the relationship between Draco and YN Will YN discover the identity of her biological parents?

Relations:

Draco x reader (romantic)

Lorenzo x reader (romantic)

Harry x Sister!reader (platonic)

Neville x reader (platonic)

Ginny x reader (platonic)

Luna x reader (platonic) etc.

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Chapters

Introduction

Chapter 1

Chapter 2

Chapter 3

Chapter 4

Chapter 5

Chapter 6

Chapter 7

Chapter 8

Chapter 9

Chapter 10

Chapter 11

Chapter 12

Chapter 13

Chapter 14

Chapter 15

Chapter 16

Chapter 17

Chapter 18

Chapter 19

Chapter 20

Chapter 21

Chapter 22

Chapter 23

Chapter 24

Chapter 25

Chapters 26

Chapter 27

Chapter 28

Chapter 29

Chapter 30

Chapter 31

Chapter 32

Chapter 33

Chapter 34

Chapter 35

Chapter 36

Chapter 37

37.5

Chapter 38

Chapter 39

Chapter 40

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