Fanfiction Lemon Harry Potter Novels & Stories

He has become his original self and I hate that version of him- start version of hemisphere "Wait here," I command Leah, storming toward my room. “I will make him remember our deal!” As I walk away, I start to think about how I had gained control over Harry in the first place. The strong AlphaHarry - so broken after Helen's rejection, only if he knows the true reason why she rejected him My stupid sister’s rejection of Harry gave me a good chance to step in, and step in I did

CHAPTER 17– HIM AGAIN?! Leon hunched over his laptop, fingers hammering the keys with feverish need. Damian’s mouth claimed him again on the screen—rimming him deep, relentless, before flipping him over and fucking him senseless. Just like always. Leon twisted the truth, swapping Aaron’s raw aggression for Damian’s golden perfection. His breath hitched. Heat coiled low in his gut. His right hand slipped down into his trousers, fingers wrapping around his throbbing length. A low groan escaped him as he stroked slowly, matching the rhythm he typed.

I got to open my mouth, and Leon takes the opportunity to slip a piece of bacon into it. "You need to eat. I can't remember the last time I saw you eat aside from when we were at the cabin," Leon says, all of my mates shaking their heads confirming his accusation, aside from Zeak, who looks extra uncomfortable being here. "I wonder how come Lucy has so many mates," Liam comments, rubbing my leg and sending sparks straight to my core. "It's because I understand what others cannot understand, making me the most compatible," I comment, shoving his hand off of my thigh before I drive all of my mates crazy with my arousal.

Lucy is developing the ability to feel love—what if that means he can fall for someone else? "I wonder if a love potion would work on a demon..." One asks in a dreaming tone while biting her nails. "It's worth a try, right?" "Girl, now that the dumbass rejected him, maybe I could help stitch his heart together again?" Another one sighs dramatically. "With those eyes and that smirk, I would let him go all the way—imagine that face between your legs, god, I'm hot already." My jaw drops to the floor. The second girl is fanning herself with her spellbook, sweating even though it's not even warm. Mrs. Phyllis left the classroom to fetch something. And now the three girls are dreaming about my mat

“What the hell is this Jim?”Peach asked angrily.“I uuumh decided to uuuumh drop by for some ummmmh details on the school uuumh,”he stammered to say.“Just drop it.Can you explain how the fuck I signed this?And why you are showing up here with these fucking flowers when you are supposed to be at some fucking meeting?”she asked.“Look this is my office not a space to settle your problems.I suggest you go home and sort out whatever this is,”Hermione said.Peach sat down.There was a moment of silence.“Are you both having an affair?”she asked.

Someone muttered quietly, “But what if? Harry doesn’t seem like someone easy to mess with.” Lena’s tone was lazy. “There are plenty of pretty girls at First High School. Have you ever seen him spare any of them a glance?” Her tone inevitably carried contempt. “All he ever did was follow me around. Even a lapdog wasn’t as clingy as him.” Sharp, grating laughter erupted in the private room, like a slap across my face. I wanted to leave, but my feet felt rooted to the floor, forcing me to listen—and hurt. Someone clicked their tongue in amazement.

Lee says. I carefully sit on the side of the bed and pull down the sheets. "Fuck me. Do you see that, Lee?" I ask. She is only wearing a Hogwarts t-shirt. It's a Slytherin one with Draco Malfoy on it. "She is a big fan of bad boys." Lee laughs. "No! She is mine! She should be a fan of us, not him!" I snap at Lee furiously. "Ok, man. Lee replies, backing off. "I want to touch her. Fuck, look at her panties. They are see-through, black, sheer as fuck." I said, feeling myself getting excited.

"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.

Thinking about forever was ludicrous, but he couldn't stop. Lily wasn't much better. Her relationship with Eric had lasted years and yet here she was, throwing it all away for a heated affair with a professional killer. What the fuck was she doing? And why did it feel so damn good? Nothing else made sense. Mine. Mine. Just mine. Stay. Stay. Stay forever. "I told you saying his name would get your slutty pussy fucked raw, Lily," Harry said teasingly, the atmosphere ripe with sexual tension as he referenced an earlier conversation.

Listening to Harry mention Leo, Darcy's old wound tore up and she almost screamed, "Do not mention Leo with your dirty lips, Harry. You don't deserve to call yourself his father, let alone this boy's." "Who are you trying to fool here by referring Leo as 'this boy'. He clearly is Leo, Harry's heir." Suddenly a soft voice laced with maliciousness and smugfulness sound from behind Harry. A woman in champagne dress showed up. Leisurely resting her hands on Harry's shoulder she added, "Do you think by applying lens to Leo's eyes to change his eyes' color, you can fool anyone that he isn't Leo?" The boy looked exactly like Leo just the eyes. Leo looked exactly as his mother but he had got his fat