Novel & Cerita Dark Godlike Harry Potter Fanfiction

"The Hive-Mind is a computer made of water. It just calculated that it cannot win a war of pressure against a city that controls gravity." I gripped Elara’s arm, pulling myself to my feet. The left side of my body felt impossibly heavy, tethered to the earthly core. The right side of my body felt like it was floating. I was a walking paradox. "The Hive-Mind isn't going to attack Aethelgard again," I breathed, looking up past the glowing forty-foot Lunar Bridge on top of the Spire, staring deep into the bright blue sky. "If they can't break the anvil..." Elara started, following my gaze upward.

Her hair was lank and lusterless, falling around her like strings of rotting straw. A cauldron bubbled slowly in the corner, leaving off the most infernal and rancid vapors. Bits of frogs’ legs, bat wings and eyes of newt were scattered around the floor of the cave. Her lupine eyes, savage and cunning, only came to life when she muttered certain arcane words from a spell. They perched above her hawkish and hooked nose. From it sprang the most preposterous wart. It was at least the size of a saucer. It would have been funny if the scene wasn’t so Stoker-esque.

But right now, your sisters need you, taken in by June's heartfelt words, April G lightly placed Trevor underground before standing up, ready to take on the harpy. Drop the forcefield, April G said. I will take care of this; Madison released the force field as the harpy released a Savage scream a flu towards the teenagers. But April G channeled pink lights through her hands and released a massive shockwave by clapping her hands and the harpy’s direction. Upon contact with the shockwave, the harpy began to rapidly age until it fell to the ground as a lifeless corpse. You did it, June said as she hugged April G.

He dispersed his sword, moving his left arm embedded with relics in the air, displaying he was going to use the extremity of his powers to end this monster now. Black patterns extended to his whole arm. All the way to his left eye, turning it scarlet. Everyone was taken aback to find Zadicus this dire. They all moved back, Persephone was speechless, feeling the unbeatable power releasing from Zadicus. Curling his hands in a fist, his jaw clenched. With a tear rolling down, he cast his spell. “Compel the fiends to your hellish fire. Ravage their soul with your desire. Bind them to your world; Take him to the dimension of Katastrofi.”

“In the end, you got me, didn't you, hybrid?” “Harry!” the Alpha growled at him. But before approaching, I launched myself at the beta, digging my claws deeper into his belly. “Go back to hell where you came from, cursed beta!” I exclaimed, gasping and staggering to the side, when a roar echoed near the fender exit. Harry transformed into a man, falling to the ground. In time, his brother, already in human form, held him and looked at his belly, completely blackened by the poison of darkness.

Mario and Fatima: Friends. End of Flashback… Harry could not explain his sadness. The rain falls hard, and he cries together with the rainfall. Every raindrop is equivalent to his teardrop. He says, “Dear God, help me with this. I don’t want to kill my Mom. I need to make her repent… like what I did before.” A strong wind occurred, and a shadow appeared, and Harry was shocked upon seeing the image of her Mom. Gaymo: Harry, I know that’s you.

Harry thought. Harry felt a sharp pain, after realizing the whole truth. He turned to face Arthur with his hard glare . "My words remain the same! I will never change them! This slut of a woman, would never get to see her son again. And you who claim to be her baby's daddy, I would advise you don't even make an attempt to get the kid away from me otherwise I will kill you and feed your flesh to the ravens." Harry said with his eyes directly at Arthur, who only looked for a few seconds and eventually moved his eyes away from him. Harry's look was so impossible to behold. Harrh looked like a beast that would cause havoc on earth.

Dante drew on his gaze, as if trying to catch him in a lie, but Harry burst out giggling. “That was funny! I told you that I am not my brother's puppet, why would you even think that I would do his bidding for him?” “He is your older brother, the two of you get along fine, so I don't see any reason why you would want to get rid of him” “What if I tell you that he is not my father's child and does not deserve to sit on that throne in the first place” “He is a Lycan!” Dante refuted, and that word seemed like a trigger for Harry, who snarled at him.

“You don’t know what you have done, you fools!” “Sure,” Tony replied to Meguitte, ignoring the prisoners. “Won’t be long.” “How is Harry?” She asked him, and he paused, catching hold of the doorframe. He shrugged, a muscle twisting in the corner of his jaw. “Still feeding the corpse blood, as if they think it will do something,” he said grimly. “There’s no sign of change, though Harry swears the hand-wound is looking better. Won’t let us look though. Won’t let anyone beyond the doorway, not even the ancients who come to donate. Harry will drink from them, and then feed the corpse themselves.”