Cormac Harry Potter Novels & Stories

I was in their territory, and I had no idea how deep. Once my hands were free, I rolled my wrists and leaned back. "Okay, now what's your name?" "...Cormac." I nodded. "I'm Jack Spencer." Silence. Cormac and his men flinched. I smirked. Ah, there it is. "No relation to the one that died," I clarified. "Just happens to be the same name. Is that why you came to get me?" "Not at all," Cormac said, regaining his composure. "My son recently—"

We head downstairs and meet Cormac at the vehicle. “I didn’t know you were coming,” I say. “Well, as Gamma it’s my duty to protect you and accompany you wherever you go,” Cormac answers with a broad smile. He’s a handsome man, with short-cropped black hair and beautiful gray eyes. He has a strong jaw and high cheekbones, with a bit of 5 o’clock shadow on his face. We get into the car and make our way to Eglarest, the nerves start setting in and my leg starts bouncing up and down on its own accord. We get to the border of the kingdom and guards surround the car, they are all tall with sharp facial features and pointed ears. Some men had long blonde hair others had long brown hair, but everyon

Morrigan scribbled on a parchment laid in front of her as the back of her tutor face her, reciting to her about the history of Hymir. Her eyes are drooping down as she fights the urge to sleep and could only sigh silently as she keeps her yawn down.

"Words are, in my not-so-humble opinion, our most inexhaustible source of magic. Capable of both inflicting injury, and remedying it." ― Albus Dumbledore, Harry Potter, and the Deathly Hallows * H U N T E R J O N E S | The Lovestruck Bad Boy I unlocked the door and hold it open so the girls could get in. After having lunch and getting desserts with the girls, I felt bad for leaving Nat alone at home so we had cut our Christmas shopping short and gone home afterward.

"Since you framed me? Sent me to prison? Tried to have me killed multiple times? Worked with vampires against wolves? Allied with Parliament for genocide? Be specific about which 'everything' you mean." "All of it. Everything I did. Everything I became." Cormac sits on a pew. Tired. Defeated. "I was wrong. About everything. Can we... can this be fixed?" I laugh. Bitter. Harsh. "Fixed? You destroyed my life. Destroyed our relationship. Destroyed yourself. What's there to fix?" "I don't know. Maybe nothing. Maybe I'm too corrupted. Too broken. Too far gone." He looks up. "But I have a son now. Finn. Your nephew. And he deserves better than monster father and absent uncle."

Adam said without turning to see "You're late." Ignoring he, Alexander sat across from his father. "What are you asking for?" Adam whirled the amber liquid in his glass and then looked directly at him. "Max's uncle just arrived in Ravenhold." Alexander's jaw became tighter. "Which one?" "Cormac Carter" The fingers of Alexander tapped against the armrest. In many respects Cormac was worse than Max. Max had been hapless; Cormac was deliberate. A guy who had spent decades threading himself into the shadow, acquiring power in ways Max never could.

Cormac even thought of leaving some of his influence behind after retiring. This way, he could still have some power over decisions. He thought he could remind Lucas that not just anyone could do his job well. Therefore, Cormac remained calm after receiving the note. He was already so used to handling his daughter's troubles. Cormac strode into his lounge and asked Pedro, "Is it drunk driving again? Don't you know how to handle it?" "It's not drunk driving." Pedro still seemed out of it.

It wasn't so much a gathering as it was people standing in a garden randomly, their whispering came to a still when I arrived as if they were being put on a mute, it was a little overwhelming, their gazes lingering their curious voices carried by the wind. I turned to Mrs Harlow " What is going on" I hissed and she smiled " Enjoy it while you can " I barely had time to process her words before I saw him—Alpha Cormac—standing tall at the center of the courtyard. His broad shoulders were squared as if he was about to do something very difficult from him, his expression a mixture of determination and passion, and if maybe for a while I deluded myself to have seen fear in his gaze then that was

He gripped his wine glass like a lifeline. “Dad, these are the casello's brothers — Lorenzo and Alexei,” She said. “Enzo and Lex, this is my dad — Aron.” “Mr. Rumero is fine,” her dad said with a shortness that made Lilith peer at him. “I’ve always liked Mr. Rumero” Lora said, smiling as she attempted to diffuse whatever tension had built upon the arrival of both father and daughter. “I think it sounds like a superhero. But what would your superpower be, Mr. Rumero?”

I calmly take in a deep breath before nodding. Few meters ahead and I was standing before the council. Principal Eldor was sitting amidst four strange faces, only one female and Tabitha Crofus -my grandmother is sitting some meters away from them. A sly smile rests on her lips as she looks at me. I return it with my chin up high, setting her aback. "Miss Hermione Crofus, a final year student of Showek's High school is been accused of using her magic wrongly to hurt a fellow student, by name Ketura Crofus..." The man at the extreme end says