Desi Harry Potter の小説・ストーリー

But her excitement and conviction made me believe that it was real. "Wait, so there are actually people with magical powers?" I asked, trying to wrap my head around this new information. "Yes, and it's not just limited to humans. There are also fantastic creatures like dragons, unicorns, and even talking paintings," She replied, her eyes sparkling with wonder. I couldn't believe what I was hearing. It sounded like a world full of endless possibilities and adventure. "And the best part is, Harry Potter, the famous wizard, goes to Hogwarts too. He's the chosen one, destined to defeat the dark wizard, Lord Voldemort," Renee continued, her voice filled with excitement.

After a few seconds I said slowly, “Moreover, I don’t like Devnath. It sounds like a Hindu name.” She looked into my eyes with an uncharacteristic expression, “It is neither a Hindu nor a Christian nor a Buddhist name.” She picked up a coiled jelabi from the nearby platter and asked, “This is jelabi; is it a Hindu or a Christian name?” “I am not a jelabi,” I said insolently.

I don’t want no man taking advantage of my drunken state. I’ll probably sober up after this, and leave. “Excuse me, Miss, do I know you?” I quickly turned my head to see a guy standing near me. My brows furrowed before looking away. “Uh, no. You’re probably mistaking me for someone else,” I tell him. “My bad. Anyway, I’m Isaac. What’s your name—?” “I’m sorry, I’m not interested,” I immediately cut him off. He doesn’t look bad. In fact, he looks like he can pass off as one of the boys next door. Curly brown hair, chinky eyes, perfect nose and a perfect set of teeth.

Then Miss Butterfly said, “Every time the Royal Magazine selects very few famous models or actors for photo shoots. Their design is also quite unique. But looking at these two, it seems as if this design was made just for them! But who is this model that they have taken this time? He is really so handsome, he has left all the heroes of the film industry in front of him!” Then the Dark Knight said, "Don't you know him? He is a famous Hollywood star. Everyone there knows him by the name of David. Although no one knows what its real name is. The only thing everyone knows about it is that it is from India. I have also seen some of its shows which are very good. You can search for it online.” Hea

As I move closer to the desk, his smell gets stronger, a fine mix of wood and musk, I breathe in deeply to fill my lungs with the scent, it makes me feel heady for a moment and I feel that wetness again in between my legs. What is wrong with me? I sneak my hand between my thighs to feel the wetness, the slick coming from down there is so much that it makes my little boyshorts wet. I eye the desk and my gaze lands on a magazine with the picture of a naked woman. I take my hand out of my pants and use my clean hand to pick up the magazine. I stare in awe at the woman's picture, she looks so confident and so beautiful sitting on the floor with her back straight and her full breasts open.

Each of them broad-shouldered, their tall frames is sculpted into perfection. “This is Gloria” Sarah said to them. They introduced themselves to me. “Where is Jackson?” Sarah asked. “I am right here” a male figure said from behind as he walked majestically towards us. His slim waist tapering into long, legs that moves with the poised elegance of an apex predator. His face is a work of art, not just any art, but the masterpiece, with carved high cheekbones, a strong jawline and sensual lips, like a myth Greek god.

"Ohh, so this is the most important work hmmm, you guys wanted me to attend???" Everyone turned to look at the speaker. A rare combination of hazel eyes, white as snow, long hair tied in plaits upto waist. Silver Danglers in ears, bracelet tinkling as she moved her hand. Clad in blue denims and off-white sweater, with pink polka muffler round the neck and blue sports shoes. In all a fusion of west and east. With a smiling face she hugged all and then looking at Navi she said," you must be the heartbeat of my brother, he was talking about but again you're not what he said!!!" "What did he say about me, that I'm an average girl with no brains! I knew it, this is what he thinks of me, Hardeep j

"Then that's a damn shame, but there's no point, so no." "Okay. Emma Watson?" "Hermione Granger?" "That's her," Lakshmi nodded. Mark frowned. "No. Whenever I see her on TV or in the press I just see the little girl. Too weird." Lakshmi chuckled. "Okay, What about Rihanna?" "Nutjob. No." "You sure? She's single, really huge at the minute and hot too." "No. I like her music, but there's something scary about her." "Okay, Hayden Panetierre?" Lakshmi suggested. "She likes to date sports guys, and there's nothing definite about her dating anyone just now. What do you think?"

It would teach him a lesson that he should not mess with me. " I would eat the khichdi today. But I don't like it much. " " Don't bother this time as well. Harry Ji would relish it. " She said. " I would not let him eat even a spoonful of it. Stop this Harry Ji, Harry Ji. Call him Harry!! He is my assistant. " " But he is my senior. So... " " So, call him Mr Harry... Not Harry Ji." " Why he doesn't have a problem with that?? "

I shriek under my breath to avoid her from hearing, but she did. She turned her eagle like eyes at me and bore transfixed in my face. “You are a Harrish!” She shrieked happily and I stared totally confunded. “A what?” “A Harrish?” she hesitated, a baffled look ever present on her face. “A sucker for Harry Potter!!” I instantly burst into a fit of llaughter.I rolled uncontrollably in my chair, clutching my stomach in a desperate attempt to minimize the pain. My lungs constricted making it difficult to breath.