Albus Severus Potter Novels & Stories

I opened it to see Alpha Harry. “You had the nerve to inflict pain on my only child.” I could tell he was drunk; he was smelling of alcohol. “I did nothing to her; I only had to put her in the right place.” “I killed Lord Potter with my bare hands, and I can do that to you as well.” He shifted right in my presence, growling as his bones snapped. “You either surrender to me, or your intestines will replace that towel on the floor.” I watched his sharp fingers snap out of his knuckles. He let out a loud groan, stretching out his arm with an evil smirk on his face.

“Albus? From the snake clan? The outcast? He is stealing from my beloved wife?” “Don’t be so fucking annoying.” Phantom groaned. “Watch it.” “Or it could be someone else from his department,” Phantom offered, ignoring the warning. Albus was a fucking genius. The type of rare genius. There was no way anyone was stealing from him, or in his name, or any other possible scenarios. But, it was also unlikely that Albus would get caught. Malikul shook his head. Albus would never have gotten caught, if not for Phantom.

Power bursts forth from each seal until it sails off and searches for its masters. As soon as the power clears, my sisters appear before me. Each one is wearing angelic armor that is similar to mine. The armor covers them from head to toe. Their helmets have angelic wings molded on the sides and half-masks shaped like a dove's face. The only thing you can see is their glowing eyes and the bottom half of their faces. However, I don’t need to see their faces to know what their human exteriors look like. I know that War has hone-colored eyes, Death has scarlet-colored hair, and Pestilence’s eyes are two different colors.

Jesus my head hurts. “Alpha, maybe we could give Bonnie a few minutes to wake up before we start with the questions?” A guy in a white coat says as he walks into the room and over to my bed. He's an older man with streaks of grey in his hair and crazy bright blue eyes and it doesn't take a genius to figure out that he was a looker when he was younger.

I ordered. Lilith stared at me for a few seconds then turned on her heel and stormed out, slamming the door behind her. Silence fell over the chamber, but my mind refused to settle. I moved toward the table, trembling as I poured myself a drink. I held the goblet firmly as I downed the alcohol in a single gulp. I had worked too hard for this throne. I am Alpha. I refuse to let it slip through my fingers. How did it go wrong? I had covered my tracks, Jacob’s death should have been buried with him. Marcus was supposed to rot in exile.

Around her, small sneers and bickers could be heard from the other witches in the room. “ Didn’t you sssssay you carried out the job perfectly? How are they ssstill alive?!” The head priestess, Babita slithered, her fist slamming hard on the table before her, making Drusilla flinch a bit. “ Yes, yes priestess.. I — I did, I swear I did. I mixed the potion like you instructed—.” “ If you did then why are the Alpha’ssss people still alive?!” Babita shrieked in her eerie voice. Her voice scratched the witches ears, making them cover their ears in pain. “ And the mate girl? You ssssaid she was no more.”

Silvercloud grinned, doing the Mister Burns finger-tapping thing. Everyone else took a look and nodded in understanding. “Um, hello. Human here who has no clue what is going on,” Alex raised his hand. “The mark Alpha now sports tells all he is the mate of the Kavanagh Alpha,” Silvercloud smirked, giving me a bow. “What? I’m so confused,” Alex sighed.

I stand up to look around this office. When I was sitting in here before, taking this room in was not high on the list of things to do at that time but now I can see what kind of man Damian's father was. He loved to hunt and he kept his trophies with all the heads of the wolves he has killed all in the name of being the alpha. On the other side of the wall, were heads of other different animals and pictures of the alpha standing next to dead bodies. Had I seen this right after my parents' death, I don't think I would have accepted their fake help.

groaned Lycus Lewis in his mind. Albus looked around the room and did not find the scepter containing The Heart of Magic. Albus's heart pounded. He approached Lycus Lewis, who was in a state of death. Albus tore off Lycus Lewis's shirt. He could see that tendrils of black energy were almost filling Lycus Lewis's chest. Once his chest was perfectly black, his heart would explode and shatter. Lycus Lewis was dying.

If Henry were there, he would be shocked to find that the old man was much stronger than him and had truly entered the Earthly Immortals stage. What was even more frightening was that Albus' aura had also skyrocketed wildly, and his strength perpetually improved. He was almost as good as the other old man. Obviously, Albus was also an Earthly Immortal. Albert did give them a fake pendant, but with Charlie and Albus' power, they found out within a few days that the pendant was fake.