Romans & histoires Dark Godlike Harry Potter Fanfiction

. “All this bullshit because of me?! I was a baby; I wasn’t destined for anyone!” “Yes, you were my beloved, and you know it!” he said in a growl as he used his shadow powers to pull me closer and whisper in my ear. He didn’t hide any display of affection. He skimmed his nose across my neck. There was a black tattoo on the back of my neck that had been there since I was baby. He nuzzled it and licked it. Like proving a point, I shocked myself by letting out a loud moan. He suddenly bit it down on the back of my neck. I shuddered and shrieked like I just had the best orgasm of my life. I felt him speak into my mind “shift.” My body immediately felt like it was a burning inferno. I watched him

(N/A: if you want to experience this chapter fully, you can listen to the cover of Edith Piaf's Hymne à l'Amour on Ladaniva's YouTube) * Harry felt his heart pounding in his chest. In his mind, he could hear the heartbreaking howls of his wolf, thanking the Moon Goddess. He would never be alone again. He had never dared to speak of it, but often he thought with anguish of what might happen to him if the lunar madness took hold of him.

Harry replied,his voice fierce. He was seriously trying to fontrol his painful erection in the moment. No matter what,he will never beg her,he will never allow her see him pained. "You are a mess,are you sure you don't need me to clean up your mess" she whispered miserably, more dread filled Harry's eyes. He hate this...he hate this so much. "Never ever!!. That dream in which you see me begging you is called a nightmare" Harry managed to see amidst his painful errection..

“I don’t want to turn back Harry.” There was long silence between us. The waves crashed below, the night pressing in like a secret. Finally, Harry lifted his hand, and shadows pooled around his fingers, moving like living smoke. They coiled up his arm, crawling across his skin, etching black scars that raced with fire. His face shifted—beautiful and scary at the same time—as if centuries of anger and sorrow bled through him. An ancient aura filled the air, crushing and magnetic. I couldn’t move, I couldn’t breathe, but I couldn’t look away either. He was darkness itself, bound in human form.

He growled loudly, shaking the four corners of the room. His transformation was swift, as was Lord Potter's. He grabbed Alpha Harry and pushed him off the second floor. The windows and the balcony shattered as well. “I’m not scared of you, Alpha Harry.” Lord Potter growled, staring at Alpha Harry’s red eyes. He refused to respect Alpha Harry, knowing that he had never said a wrong word to him. “I’m going to teach you a lesson.” Alpha Harry pounced on Lord Potter, but he flipped him over, pushing him with a large amount of force into a tree that snapped a lot of branches, shattering the windscreen of the cars parked around it.

The warlock raised into the air. “AHHH! What are you doing?!” He shouted. Harper then brought the backs of her hands together and rapidly pulled them apart. The warlock's body exploded like he was torn apart from the inside out. What the hell just happened?! “Uh… Yuck!” I couldn’t help myself. That shit’s nasty, but damn Harper. “When in the world did you learn how to do that? Just now?” I shouted to her. “Yep! Thank the Moon Goddess!” she shouted back. As she moved to help Gabriel.

June asks, but before she can say more, Alex chants a spell, and June blinks slightly, then remains still for a split second. “There you have it,” Alex says. As soon as this is done, Hiram walks out of the room, locking June in it and leaving her there. The thoughts of his mate being human swirl around in his head, and he wonders how much more bad luck the Moon Goddess will throw his way. A part of him believes it’s his mother’s prayers answered since he ran from marrying Vera. This is probably his punishment. He walks to the mini-bar in his living room, grabbing a bottle. Without bothering with a glass, he corks the bottle and starts to down its entire contents. He curses himself for going

Students are superior to ordinary humans, and they gain powers to fight opponents, such as making fire, splitting the sea, and dividing the mountain into three sections, some of which will be employed as a branch of the race. After school, Lora walked alone in the corridors while the others chatted with their wolves. Lora strolled alone in the corridors after school while the others talked with their wolves. "Lora," a deep voice said, stopping Lora in her tracks. Harvey's tall form came to a halt in front of her. His expression on her was one of disdain and disinterest. "Are you close enough to Harold?" He saw what happened this morning and was late in aiding Lora before Harold, prompting hi

I think of all the things I suffered from them, the things I’ve done for them, and the realization that I’ve been utterly used and discarded right after. Tears flow down my cheeks, and I look at Gideon, so he will know that I am crying now. However, these are tears of hatred. I will make him suffer! I promise! And then, the monk blocks my view of him. I can feel my magic being siphoned. There is a lot, so it took a while. And when the monk thinks they have drained me of magic, they take a step back from me. “Release her,” Gideon orders.

Harper struggled to inhale, the oxygen making her lungs burn, "Help me, mom, Aldricus, I need more power. to save those who are important to me." A sharp pain later, something was different. The currents of air passing over her fingertips and the tiny specks of dust in the air seemed to ran around her. Harper took a long leap and she felt the invisible cage disappear. "Don't you hurt them!" hissed Harper as she leapt onto the long table in front of the witches. The terror on their faces was clear as day. Harper continued to press forward until the tall witch fell off the stool.