Novel & Cerita Dark Lord Harry Potter

“What is this?” “Do you watch the series called harry potter?” He asked, and when still don’t get it, he explained, “You know, some fantasy that humans made about us supernaturals.” He then pointed at his little gift, “That character is named Remus Lupin, the werewolf there.” I nodded my head, looking at the little human that transforms into a wolf keychain type. “And? What should I do with this?” I asked again. “I hope you’ll keep it.” He trailed off, his tone narrowing but then he cleared his throat, “Are you happy today? Did I somehow convince you that I’m serious?”

The other one who had an overgrown mustache like he was from London was still gazing at me with lots of curiosity, and it was starting to get disturbing. " Can we skip to the part where you test my blood? I have to watch a movie" I said agitated. I was already feeling mutant-y and a bonding session with two doctors wasn't exactly on top of my list at the moment. " I apologize for that, he's always that way" my dad jumped in and apologized respectfully. Mustache man who didn't appear annoyed by my demeanor waved his arm dismissively. " We won't take much if your time" he said whilst taking out a syringe and a small-sized glass tube, the kind we use in science labs. He also took out a glass bo

He slowly knelt on the floor and grabbed both of her hands, she visibly flinched, “Please believe in every word that would come out of my mouth.” Olivia scrunched her brows and unconsciously bit her lip, “Go on.” Smiling, Lucius finally popped the truth. “I am a King from Hell. I have had help from both Emily and Victoria Davis to find for the woman that was destined for me and written in the scroll of prophecy. I need you, Olivia. My immortality is fading and I needed to marry the woman written in the scroll to retrieve my full immortality. I’m sure you noticed that you felt cold whenever our skin touch, it’s a sign. And now that I found you and you’re mine… we can go back to hell and marry

His skeletal hands gripped the arms of the throne. "It is time," he said his voice dripping with an evil so deep that it would make the evilest of men shudder. "Sire..." a whispering voice hissed "there is still the risk..." “I am the Dark Lord, and nothing will stand in my way, not this time. I will destroy them from within. This it is Ehlesaar who will all. I shall rise taking my rightful place and this kingdom……no this world will belong to me,” he hissed as the unseen bowed down to their Lord,

Summer's words dripped with sweetness. "Too bad..." He stopped turning shocked eyes on Summer. He never got the chance to complete his sentence as his eyes widened and he collapsed to the floor. Stepping over him Summer's sweet smile turned to one full of triumph. "I think you are the one who should have been taught better about fearing wolves." As she spoke two men stepped out of the room that Summer was about to enter. They looked to her then the man now collapsed on the floor. "Take him inside and tie him up to the chair will you?" Summer ordered.

"Because that bastard Alexander managed to escape with Lea's help, but she couldn't have done it alone, a sorceress helped her, she hypnotized all my warriors and sent me a thick cloud that absolutely clouded all my senses and those of all my people, a strange vision and you know that only a sorceress can do that and guess who is the only sorceress that is in DarkVille right now, and above all who might be interested in freeing the vampire?" "No Sarah couldn't have been, she's left in my house at the moment, besides she's impregnated in me, it wouldn't make any sense that she would want to help Alexander get out of here, don't say stupid things, it must have been some kind of dark magic and

The sky was dark save for the moon that hung low in the sky it casts a strange glow over the kingdom. Inside the palace, the tension was real. It was the kind of tension that shook even the strongest of men. It was the usual Fortnight ceremony where the wizard takes a look into the future of the kingdom. The king and his subjects watched as he performed his rituals, making strange sounds and incantations. The wizard's screams echoed through the huge hall, a sound that would haunt the memories of those who heard it for years to come. "Doom! Doom is coming!" he cried, his voice trembling with fear. "A werewolf will bring ruin to us all!"

I questioned him with suspicion. “Because witches who fought on Human side used their spells and magic to erase everyone memory” he replied staring deep in my eyes. ‘Erase memory? is that even possible?’ I thought to myself “Ahmmm hmmm…… what happened to minister Falkor after ‘Heart of Magic’ was stolen from him, you didn’t mentioned that?” I questioned him in serious tone “I don’t know…” Draco replied, his voice sounding exceptionally cold “Oh… and also what about Dragon prince, did he survive and what was his name, you didn’t mention his name in your tale!” I questioned him again

"Dang it." I look at Shaylee, and she looks at me, shaking her head. "Alright, 'Her Dark Knight' it is. Now we need to figure out what the play will be about," Shaylee says. And once again, Andrew surprises us. "It should be about a wolf who tries to resist his feelings for a human he's imprinted on, but the more time he spends with her, the stronger the pull becomes."

He stopped just short of me, his presence crackling like lightning in the air. “Because I have known you,” he said softly. “Not you exactly—but every life before you. Every incarnation of your bloodline.” My breath seized. “What are you talking about?” “I am not a student at Blackmoor,” Harry said finally. “I am not even supposed to exist here. I am the first cursed immortal—the one who defied the gods and paid the price in eternity.” The words sank into me like stones. My knees weakened. “Immortal…?”