Novel & Cerita Dark Lord Harry Potter Fanfiction

He was the Dark Wolf, the ancient Lycan born to destroy the universe. I felt a chill run down my spine as I realized the true nature of the Dark Lord. He was a monster, a creature of destruction and chaos. And I was drawn to him, bound to him by some unseen force. Callista's grip on my hand tightened, as if she sensed the turmoil brewing inside me. "Avery, what's wrong?" she asked, her voice low and concerned. I took a deep breath, trying to process the revelation. "The Dark Lord," I said, my voice barely above a whisper. "He's the Dark Wolf. And I'm drawn to him, Callista. I don't know why, but I am."

I gathered what was left of my clothes from the floor where we’d discarded it and put it on. “Leaving?” he questioned, voice laced with disappointment. “I need to go check on Layla. She should be awake anytime from now.” I said, then walked up to his side of his bed, “There’s something I want to talk to you about first.” “I’m all ears.” “What do you know about a man named Darth?” He sat up, “I’ve never been unfortunate enough to actually meet him. But I know he’s a powerful sorcerer who most likely has gone mad. Good thing he likes to stay hidden—far away from our kind.”

He leaned in closer to her, snarling as his mechanical white eyes became lifeless. “You deserve everything that you are going to get.” The dark lord growled, moving his grip to the princess’ hair. He lifted her from her table before ferociously smashing her head against the wood, her desperate screams echoing through the mansion. “Oh, and the next time that you run; I will give you to Dorian. And believe me; you do not want to cross him. He will cause you more pain than you can imagine and laugh while you scream.” Elika screamed in anguished pain as the dark lord once again lifted her from the table, savagely slamming her back against the wood. Tears slid down her cheeks as pain exploded in

“And that her awakening will mark the beginning of the Great War between the packs and the rogue wolves under the command of the Dark Lord.” I felt a shiver slide down my spine, but it wasn’t just from the cold. The words seemed to hang in the air, thick and suffocating, as though the very mention of the Dark Lord had summoned a darkness into the room. The weight of it pressed down on my chest, and my heart raced faster. “So the Dark Lord…” My voice trembled as I forced out the question. “He’s real?”

"Oh, after all these years of you trying to probe and invade my dreams, I thought you would have been more impressive. Maybe that will all fall to your sister. When I wed her perhaps we will grant some of your people their lives." "Screw you!" I yelled. His red eyes shifted to me abruptly and he slowly cocked his head to the side. "Ah. Alpha Thane." He dropped his hands to his side. "You are the pathetic little wolf who dared imprint on what's mine." Rage shot through me and suddenly I was feeling as brave as Cameron. "She will never be yours!" I yelled. The dark lord grinned. "Oh you stupid stupid child. She already is. Hasn't Cameron told you how all this plays out?"

I look below and I see Xane and Alex looking around. ‘This isn’t how the game goes!’ I think to myself. My anxiety kicks in and I start to panic. I need to somehow get out of this and get back to the party. I look down and they’re gone. I slowly begin to climb down. I get to the floor and look around. It’s black. It begins to sink in that I’m screwed. Suddenly my hood gets pulled over my face and mask and I get dragged through the woods. I can’t help but to scream.

At least, now that she is going to get trained into a strong woman, she also needs to come up with tactics to find the people holding her Mom captive. Lord Ray teleported himself into the dark corridor that led to the meeting hall. He guessed that the Elders of the Volturi could be there and his guess was right. Just as he entered, everyone raised their brows in curiosity. A gaspe nearly escaped from Lyla's lip on seeing her dream prince enter inside. Her eyes also teared up because she was darn worried about him. She just wished that she had the right to ask him where he had been all this while. "Welcome back, My Lord." They all said in unison.

“Why wouldn’t he?” Magus rolled his eyes Heavenward. “We all see how he looks at you. We all know he’s had a taste of you. Can’t you see what we see?” No. What the devil did they see? “He loves it here.” I objected. “He hates it here.” Magus reiterated. “I already told you. He’s as much a slave here as you. Or Warlord.” “Warlord can’t be a slave…” I argued. “Oh, no?” Magus quirked a brow. “I guess you haven’t been to the Dark Room on the Second Floor then have you?”

Her Dark Past (Love in shackles) Chapter 1 LILIANA's POV, "Please don't do this to me," I screamed as his huge hand got under my skirt, I shivered in fear, I hated his touch yet I loved it when he touched me. "See you are mine…" Damon spat angrily “I can use you any way I like, I brought you with my money so don't dare try to dictate to me,” he said with gritted teeth "Damon!" I screamed as his hands caressed my skin and I spat on his face.

Dierdre adds. Zho is right; these two might be helpful. While I don’t like working with witches, she will be helpful. She explains how she cast a spell on the delta of the pack, which will make him kill his mate when he meets her. She also tells us that he attacked the king's mate a few days ago, so she thinks her spell was activated. She is waiting for him to be drawn to a house that she has. The spell will make him her slave, and he will do anything she asks. That is perfect. A lycan will go feral after losing their mate, and if he kills his mate, then it will kill the human side of him, making him even more dangerous.