Dorea Potter Novels & Stories

Do I have dementia? “Oh dear, you look confused.” She says as she laughs a little, “Come with me, I feel like I should introduce you to some people.” She says and I blindly follow her. Too confused to know what’s going on. “This is Gwen, Harry, Marie, Penelope, Daphne, Kyle, Daryl, Juliette, Sarah, Seb, Ron, Terry and of course Dave.” My eyes widen when I realize what is happening. Oh. My. God.

When I found out I was going to die, I accepted it with ease. My mate, Simon Knightley, came to me with a sullen expression and said, "Zora, Laila has been in poor health since birth. She's an Omega with the weakest healing ability. "One of her kidneys is failing, and she needs a transplant to survive."

Her physique had changed ever since she started cultivating her witch powers so she didn't get any hangovers when she woke up but instead felt fully refreshed. Dayton and Jay did not sleep tight and were the first to wake up, with the last two arriving downstairs some minutes after her. "I had a weird dream last night." Dora revealed as she took sip after sip from her glass of water. "I dreamt that I was a dragon fly, then I turned into a big blue dragon, then I ate the sun and my scales turned red." "And—" April who was listening attentively asked. "I forgot." Dora shook her head. Downing the remaining water in her cup. "It just feels......weird."

I was asking them to throw all that away based on photos that could potentially be doctored. My father leaned forward. "Mila, do you have any witnesses? Anyone who can corroborate these claims?" I hesitated. We had kept Dora hidden on purpose. Bringing her out was risky. But we were losing. I could feel the council slipping away. Believing Richard's lies. "I do." I looked toward the back of the room. "Theodora Steele. Please come forward." The door at the back opened. Dora walked in. She wore a simple black dress. Hair pulled back. Face composed. But I saw her hands shaking. Saw the fear in her eyes as she walked down the aisle between the rows of powerful werewolves.

“You said you found something out about Dora's Mom?” “Yes, Alpha.” Raven answered. “As you already found out, Dora's parents’ marriage was arranged but not really for the reasons you think.” I frowned, slightly turning my body to face her. “What reasons?” I asked, genuinely curious. “Well, according to my sources, Dora’s mom was some sort of special girl. Despite her being an Omega, she was displaying some pretty cool powers to the point that they called her, “the blessed girl” and thought she was a daughter of the Moon Goddess.”

he answered quickly and looked away. It took a minute before what he said sunk in and so I asked a different question. “So did you show the Crone’s daughter your magic wand?” I taunted and watched him turn several shades of red. Oh yeah he did, there’s no question there. “Her name is Dara and yes. Now shut up she should be down to dinner any second now,” he hissed. Kenneth tuned into our conversation “So she showed you her lucky charms?” he teased and was already laughing at himself.

After one month Author's p.o.v It's early in the morning and devika just cames out from the shower. She is wearing a pink colour saree and looking as usual beautiful. Her waist-length hairs are wet and she is wiping them with a towel. She walked towards the mirror and sat in front of it. She applied some lotion and cream on her face and body. She is applying her vermillion on her hair partition when she felt a pair of black eyes which are looking at her intensely.

She thought hard, "Oh my God, Bianca! Did you seriously just quote a Harry Potter character to real witches?!" The two sisters gave each other questioning looks. It was the first time they had heard this person's name. Darya grinned at Bianca as she leaned forward slightly, pushing the leather pouch with her fingertips." I don't know a Severus Snape. For his fame to have reached humans, he must be a fabulous wizard." Bianca hiccupped in surprise and quickly changed the subject. "So this bag contains...?" "It's a contraceptive tea," Darya explained calmly. However, her pupils could no longer maintain a fixed focus, and her usually sumptuous ebony-black skin seemed to lose its luster.