Romans & histoires Dark Godlike Harry Potter Harem Fanfiction

My voice reached a fever pitch as to gain Harper's attention but he seemed so mesmerized by the goddess that I knew nothing I was saying mattered to him. "Zara, if Aiden dies, he gets to come here and be with the goddess. If my staying here longer assures his death, he will thank me one day because he will get to be with the moon goddess. I know this is what he wants. He will thank me for letting him die because then, he will finally be with his one true goddess." Harper rambled, without taking a small breath and I gaped at him. How could he even say that? It was clear that Harper wasn't in his right mind. This spirit world was doing something to him. If he were himself, he would never have

The three of them together on a park bench, the girl on Dorian’s lap, Lara leaning against him, forming a picture of domestic happiness that tore me apart inside. She looks happy. The thought hurt like a knife stuck in my chest, twisted slowly. “How can she be happy after everything she did?” “How can he be happy with her, after everything she did to him? After the spell, the manipulation, the kidnapping?” At night, I dreamed of the girl. The girl with black hair and grayish-green eyes, so similar to Dorian that she was almost a miniature of him. In the dreams, I approached slowly, touched the child’s face with my fingertips, and the entire world exploded in white light — a light that burned

Then, Calithra urgently said, "Harry! Hurry up and bow to the Divine Mother!" At that, Harry quickly dropped to the ground and spoke in a pitiful voice, "O Divine Mother, my parents have been killed by horrible people! Please let my grandma avenge them!" Nyx's voice suddenly became cold and steely. "Peder Sawyer left a long time ago, and he is no longer a Vilemoorian. However, he grew up here, and Vilemoorian blood still flows in his body.

"She's pregnant, Harry." Harry went still. His face was blank. Indianna could tell he was having an internal battle. His eyes were changing from black to normal colour. "Are you sure?" "Yes," Indianna whispered. "Harry-" "Respectfully, Indie, fuck off," Harry growled. "Because I'm going to punch something and I would not like it to be you." "Harry-" "I will hurt you if you don't leave!" Harry shouted. His eyes were fully black. His wolf was taking over. "Indianna, get out of my sight. Now!"

I order him. Harry quickly pull off his briefs and hurries into the pool to part my legs and feast on my sex. Just at the fucking dying minute, Andrei appears from no where and hollers! “Don’t you dare, young man!” I visibly shake, likewise Harry. Oh…no. Daddy’s second right hand man just saw me about to be sucked. I hope he's not going to tell David. He’s not consented to me to have a boyfriend.

This stranger made him look like a mere schoolboy. He seems to absorb all the darkness in the room and extradite it in the form of pulsing power. The kind that promised to go deep within your mind and expel your darkest secrets. The same power that threatened to rip the skin off your bones if you get too close. And as I stare at him, all the breath leaves me.

She chuckled and Vera recalled the earth shattering, toe curling orgasms he gave to her. Vlad is the best sex she has ever had. "I tried and he didn't like it..." She still remembers his bleeding knuckles. "You did?" She raised her eyebrows and praised her.. "My girl is learning... The thing is, what do you want now?" "He is too controlling and dominating... Thinks everything should be done as per his will..." Vera closed her eyes in frustration. "He is just so evil... I just want him to leave me alone " "He is evil because you are good, we need to ruin your good girl image... He thinks you are serene, calm, collective and angel fallen from heaven... Let's show him your devil's side..."

"Indifference and neglect often do much more damage than outright dislike." — Albus Dumbledore, Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix * H U N T E R J O N E S | The Lovestruck Bad Boy It had been a really good day. I had gotten to spend time with Mey, helping her with homework and telling her my life story. I let out a dreamy sigh, which made me look like Ron after he accidentally drank the love potion. Except that I didn't need a love potion to be crazy about Mey.

Harry remarks in disgust as he changes his condom. The bitch tried to say a word as she tossed on the bed, now laying on her back but she was too weak to speak to him. “Wide your legs for me!” Harry commanded her and immediately the bitch did as he ordered. “I say wider!” He slapped her cheek and the Bitch widened her legs for him as he dived in straight. ‘Ouch!’ ‘Please take it easy!’ ‘Fuck! Fuck!’ #SCARLET... APARTMENT# It was still the weekend and the kids were having fun at home with their mother.

I contemplate whether or not to do it, but Harry’s eyes on me are trusting. I grip both sides of his head, grunting, as I push his boundary in ways that will horrify anyone else, but Harry trusts me with his darkness. One, two, three. Thrusts after thrusts. I own his throat. The sounds he produces are like something ripped from Pornhub. His chin is sullied. Eyes bloodshot. On his knees, hands cuffed behind him, with my custom-made dildo pistoning inside his ass.