Novel & Cerita Dark Godlike Harry Potter Harem Fanfiction

“In cases like that, the faeries will use those black spikes to give them the magic to maintain their glamor.” There was a lot more to the issue, but Beki seemed happy enough with the basics. I turned to the healer and asked, “Could you show me what Hades did to my mate?” She flicked her fingers. The black spikes moved together, forming a single mass that filled the hologram’s entire chest cavity. Instead of black spikes, flames the same color licked at his body and covered it with soot. I held my head in my hands, trying to suppress a moan.

It had been even longer since Bob had fucked his wife eagerly enough to leave her feeling it the next day. Teasing her husband about having a bisexual threesome with Freddie had worked like a charm. Bob had gotten so horny and excited, even after their youngest daughter had just made him cum, and for the first time she thought one of her dirtiest and most secret fantasies might actually come true. Although Bob had had his cock in her pussy when he said he'd do the threesome with Freddie so she couldn't be sure if he would really follow through.

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.”

“There, just sent you one. This one is an angsty Harry/Zayn fic. Also has some mpreg, if that’s your cup of tea.” I began to read this fanfiction, mostly to appease Niamh, and when I realized what, precisely, the term mpreg meant, I set my phone back down. I considered myself fortunate that I’d skipped the part where Zayn gives birth to his and Harry’s baby. “You asshole,” I called her in French. “I’m going to take that as a compliment. Ooh, I should send you the diagram of how mpreg happens. It’s a whole thing—”

He lied so smoothly, smiling seductively at he slid a hand up my thigh. Harry eyes were squinted at me for a moment before he let out a small, humorless chuckle. He swirled the champagne in his glass, relaxing back on his seat as three fully naked women suddenly emerged from behind him. I clenched my fist as I watched him touch them in the most inappropriate way. Looking at Dante, he wasn't any better. He just did a good job trying to hide his anger. I guess this was why he was really here. He must have gotten information that his little sister was among Harry's girls.

a cheer was starting to bloom in his voice, "We considered our options, a gangbang? No other befitting way to punish a bratty bitch but that was too risky so we concluded on me making you fall in love with me. None of the guys believed I could do it so it became a dare of a $100k. I did it and even made you bleed all over my dick. The glorious Hera Volkov, Head Witch of The Shadow Claw Coven." He said the last part with so much mockery, so much taunt it appalled me. He hated me so much, hated me with this intensity, yet he played with me and made me believe he loved me. It was too much. "Head witch, why don't you let us sample you too?" one of his friends spoke. These were people who could n

However, the young girl then replied to him in a firm and unmistakably natural tone as she stated, ‘There’s nothing to be afraid of. But Nene, if you knew where my scars came from, you would probably think of me as the chief of all evil, just like everyone else. Harry closed his eyes. Those bloody fights seemed like a dream in retrospect. They had been long gone for many years, but what never disappeared was the invisible black mire behind him. The gravitational force inside was pulling him in little by little. One day, he would be pulled and dragged, and then trapped until his demise… Harry turned sideways.

It sometimes feels like we’ve all known each other for much longer than we really have. “The one and only gorgeous. I assume you are the lovely Megan?” He says with a wink and she giggles. Darrien’s expression is stormy and I can’t help but giggle. “Hey Harry!” I greet him. “Hey Ry!” He imitates my pitch and tone, then immediately drags me out of Bellamy’s arms and into a one armed hug. I laugh and hug him back before stepping away and back to Bellamy’s side. I take his hand and squeeze it to soothe his jealous side and he gives me a half smile. Harry smirks. He knows exactly what he’s doing. He might be interested in someone right now, but he’s still an Incubus and he likes causing trouble.

Harry’s jaw tightened. Harry: “I’ll handle JJ.” Emily: “That better mean no more kissing her.” Harry looked directly at her. Harry: “It does.” James slowly shook his head. James: “Unbelievable.” Harry turned. Harry: “What?” James grinned. James: “The devil finally got himself a girlfriend.” Harry gave him a warning look. James raised his glass. James: “To Isabella Hayes. The only woman on earth capable of making Harry Lockwood lose his damn mind.”

I got out of the car and threw my coat on the back seat of it. " Let's get your frustration out. " Harry said. " What are you planning? " I asked. " Something which could bring my brother back. " He smirked evilly. We went in. A troop of hot girls welcomed us. The hall was filled with VIP personalities. They covered their dark side secret from the world and made hay while in the sunshine. This spoiled richies with double personalities were the biggest black spot of the world. We were the same in the dark and the day.