Novel & Cerita Chaser Harry Potter

She scanned the crowd, searching for Elisa or Elijah, hoping to find solace in their company. Meanwhile, outside the palace walls, Ryker disappeared into the night, his footsteps blending with the shadows. His destination remained unknown, but his intentions seemed increasingly sinister. * Shadow Pack Rated 18+ Ryker's car disappeared into the night, halting before a decrepit mansion. He scanned the surroundings, ensuring solitude. With a deep breath, he stepped out and approached the entrance. A knock on the door, and it creaked open. A tattered old woman stood before him, her eyes glinting with mischief.

"Please?" "Wrong." I turned my head away again. "Abracadabra?" I shook my head. "Ugh! Clue?" "Harry Potter." "Avada Kedavra?" I scowled at him. "Kill me, why don't you?" He pressed his fingers to his forehead. "That's the only one I know." "VulneraSanentur." I finally answered. "Because you wound me." Colton sent a flat look. "Get out."

“Your heart beats for wolves. For her.” “Correction,” I said, “my heart beats for one woman. The rest of you can choke.” Her eyes narrowed. “You are brave with chains.” “I’m brave without them, too. Want a demonstration?” One of the undead lurched closer, stockier than most. A hunter I recognized. Name started with a G. Greg? George? Didn’t matter. He was dead and smelled like damp death. I stared into his clouded eyes. “How’s the afterlife treating you? Better dental plan? More vacation time?”

I strengthened my grip on the pepper spray with my other hand. Who was this guy? Did he work with Lucia? That’s the only thing I could think of right now. That woman was the only one in my life connected to shady characters. “You can call me The Raptor. And I have been watching you because you’re getting close to someone that I’m building a case on; someone that I have dedicated my life to ruining.” The furrows in my brows deepened even more. Then…it clicked. “Chase,” I said the name, my heart dropping. Why didn’t I think of him? He probably had some connections with a few shady characters as well.

He held my gaze for a long time, long enough that I felt my pulse in my fingertips, long enough that whatever he was thinking moved just close enough to the surface that I could almost see the shape of it. “Okay,” he said finally. Just that. I walked out. The corridor was bright and empty and I stood in it for a second with my hand on the wall and my heart going too fast and the quiet certainty that the conversation I’d just redirected was not finished, not even close, and that Adrian Blackwood, who had never once in his life failed to eventually find the thing he was looking for, was already halfway to finding this one whether I was ready for it or not. My phone buzzed.

“I just need a minute…” “As you can see, I am busy,” she interrupted, straightening her chair. Her eyes were sharp and wary. Just then, the door burst open, and a blond walked in, accompanied by a little girl. My attention snagged on the child first, assuming that she was the lady's, but as the child turned toward me, my heart stopped. “Mummy!” she yelped and ran toward Elara. She had dark eyes, the same sharp curve of the jaw, a faint dimple in the left cheek. Not even the hair down her back could hide the glaringly undeniable truth.

I said between my breathes. "Trick." He replied and smirked. "Mr. Black turned to copycat." I laughed. "Tom, not cat." He chuckled. "Oh yes! Sir." •••••••••••• Hello, hope this epilogue was worth your wait. The picture in the media is the heavenly trial. Thank you. H.LOCKHART.

"Hi, Holly. As you heard my name is Acacia. I'm happy to see you look happy enough." "For now," Holly agreed with a shrug. "You said something about Eros, didn't you?" Acacia pushed. "I heard his name." She leaned closer. "He's a dear friend." Holly flushed. "He's more than just a friend, or would be if it wasn't for Quix." "Quix?" Hazel crossed her legs and got comfortable. "Tell us about him." Even being in whatever this strange place was, Holly couldn't fight the blush that blazed on her cheeks. "Quix is the man I love. He used to be a Chaser."

Okay so Chasing Tara is ending soon and I haven't seen anyone saying that they want a sequel. I have to go now. Please read, vote, comment and share. Until the next chapter... -Daisy

“I still don’t like it, Daddy.” “Yet you like Halloween?” She put her pen down. “Well, duh! Who doesn’t like candies and wearing costumes? This year I’m gonna be baby Yoda or how about Harley Quinn? Then you can be Darth Vader.” “I was Darth Vader two years ago, and you can be whatever you want, Clary. But not Disney characters again.” He chuckled when his mind started to go back to last year’s Halloween. Clary liked to be a Sleeping beauty with blonde hair.