Badass Powerful Harry Potter Fanfiction Mga Nobela at Kwento

Even though it's just a fist, Harry believes there is a special power that can paralyze anyone who is hit. Several minutes passed, attack after attack was still able to be pushed over by Harry, making the man who was leading the mission approached and ordered his men to step aside. He faced Harry one on one. Harry increased his guard. He prepared himself by rolling up the sleeves of his shirt and coat. "It's good when you're ready to face me, Harry. I'm glad that I finally got to face you. " "Do not talk too much! I will not tolerate you. If there's even one thing in my room to break, then I won't forgive you at all. "

His eyes turned steely as he threw caution to the wind and exclaimed, "Did you really think I wouldn't dare to kill them? You're the one who forced me into this!" He then let out a loud roar and lifted his leg, aiming it straight at Harry's head as he stomped down heavily. The stomp was going to weigh at least a full ton, and Harry would immediately die on impact. When Willow saw it, she felt all the color drain from her face. Obviously, she didn't expect that she still wouldn't be able to control Damian despite using all of her sorcery power on him. As she watched Harry being barely an inch away from certain death, she panicked and hollered, "Stop it! Stop!"

Not knowing how to control the situation. But this? This wasn’t something he could control. And somehow— That bothered him more than anything else. --- Belle POV Her cries didn’t stop. They came in waves. Strong. Unrelenting. Each one pulling something deeper out of her. “I didn’t move…” Her voice trembled violently. “I just stood there…” Her hands tightened into fists against the ground. “I just watched…” Another sob broke through. “I could’ve helped… I could’ve done something…” Her breathing became uneven again, almost frantic.

“I don't think that's even possible.” “Oh, Spitfire. I can make it possible. As long as you can take. Can you?" A delicious shiver run through me. ”Yes.“ “Good,” his eyes gleamed wickedly. “because I'm not done with you yet.”

The woman, who claims to be his mate, steps forward, causing us to growl fiercely. "I'm that reason. See I'm a very powerful witch, and I have many friends. I had learnt a spell that would bring him back. You honestly thought he would go up against you so easily? So the plan was simple, cast the spell on him so he'd never be able to die. Although he was in a coma for a year. You turned him into some kind of goo, but his body just began to grow back. Kind of creepy don't you think." She chuckles darkly, eyeing Skylar with a deadly glare.

He joyfully went out of the chamber and continued doing his other daily pending works. ***** The bald head man in his office smirked again sitting alone in his chamber. 'I knew there was something peculiar about these people that even the Dark Lord paid such a huge amount for such minor information. Are they some powerful witches? Well, they looked like mere human beings. My eyes never tricked me into identifying creatures. How the hell did they clean the house in a few minutes? Guess, I need to do more investigation on them.' He stood up and went towards the window. He closed his eyes for a moment and opened them to look at his hands. His clean, small nails grew long and blackened.

Lost in thought, I followed behind Alpha Killian blindly until I bumped into something hard and warm. Rubbing my forehead, I lifted my face only to realize that I ran Into him, the Dark Lord. Falling to the ground, I trembled as I poured apologies to him. “ Are you so eager to throw yourself at me that you couldn't wait to arrive somewhere private?” He asked, his voice playful. “ I'm sorry, I didn't mean to." I said, my head still bowed.

I faced him and spoke, "I will be the leader of this group, won't I? Well, I have the right to dictate what they do." He stepped closer to me and went on hissing, "Do you think I'll give you the throne if you have that mindset? Hell no, Sophia!" I smirks and says, "How can you take the throne from me if you're going to make me like you? I'm sure I'll be stronger than you once that happens." But he grinned and shook his head as he said, "You really don't know anything." But I just acted unbothered and looked meaningfully at a Hildart employee. That man is a security guard and I'm sure his job was the reason why he was hired to turn into a vampire. He was strong as a human and now he is stron

She stared at Harry and noticed he was begining to think through what she had said. "You must really think I am stupid, Dight?" Harry bursted out all of a sudden. Debby wondered why Harry couldn't believe. He would never really believe her. "I have always already you to be my mistress. The only reason why I want you to be my mistress is so I can have unlimited ways to make you experience hell here on earth. My hatred for you just kept increasing day after day. Woman, I hate you with mansion," he spoke powerfully. "Prior to this, I was giving you the choice of choosing whether to be my mistress or not, I am not begging you woman, I am ordering you now. You must become my mistress. That's the

Through a somewhat blurry vision, Maria made out the outline of Ruth falling to her knees in front of a very confused Corey. "It was a spell," she whispered brokenly. "It was all a spell. You, thinking that I was your mate was a spell. I'm so sorry, Corey, I just wanted you so much." She sobbed. "You were such a good man and every woman wanted to have you. I had to make you mine before anyone else did." What the actual fuck? What The Fuck? She'd used a spell to make him think that she was his mate? How had she gotten her hands on magic as powerful as that? Why would anyone do such a thing?