Fanfiction Potter Novels & Stories

I said, which made Cyrus’ eyes grow wide. “You’ve actually seen Harry fucking Potter?!” “I’ve read it. I have kids and grandkids. I need to know the things they know. Besides, even though the author was a dumbass, it’s a pretty cool story.” Cyrus nodded, “it is, right?” He winked at me. “But don’t fucking worry. I’ll die first, so I’ll let you know what it’s like.” “Don’t make jokes about that!” April said, slapping Cyrus’ arm, who pretended to be more hurt than he actually was.

I demanded. “If you were in my shoes, wouldn’t you?” “Well…” “Exactly.” “All right, I forgive you.” “Thanks…?” Shania rolled her eyes at me. “Now, read. I wanna know what’s in it.” “Let’s see…” I turned the first leaf of the book while looking at the mirror and reading the page’s reflection as I turned them over. “Hot Foot Powder Spell… For plants… for enemies… blah blah blah… Oh! Love Potion.” “Wow.”

"She was just too obsessed with Harry Potter. Wouldn't shut up about it." I gaped at him. "I love Harry Potter." Wes stared at me with wide eyes, amusement flickering through them. "As one does but there's eight movies. For God's sake, imagine sitting through a full summary of each movie." I narrowed my eyes. "I would totally give you eight-movies worth of summaries. Personally, the fifth and sixth movies are my favourite but the Goblet of Fire has a special place in my heart. Robert Pattinson and all."

“You stand a chance of making it out of this war alive if you do as I say. Timah and I are making plans to escape from this place during the heat of the battle between Nikjin and the reigning Alpha King of werewolves.” “We cannot escape, Edvana. Any hope we had of leaving this place has just died with Zokman. He is the only one with the power to unlock the unseen shield that seals this place from the outside world.” “Well, not anymore. I have that power in my possession already.” “What are you talking about?” “I have the magical powder that Zokman uses to unlock the portals. I stole some of it from his hut yesterday in preparation for our escape tonight.” Rowana was intrigued. “You went into

~~~ A/N And that everyone, marks the end of Faith's story with her two bosses. Thank you so much for being with me through it all, for being the drive i needed and for pushing me to finish this story. i am very happy to have shared with you this wonderful fantasy and no words can describe how much i appreciate all of you guys. and the comments, God i loved each and everyone of them more than you can possibly know :) Remember to keep them coming and write the reviews, i have enough time to go through all of them! <3 If you haven't, please add Twin Tormentors to your libraries. It is a mafia story of two men who are insanely obssessed with one particual girl! Like this one, it has very very ve

He said crossing his arms to his chest, his eyes were still fixed on Rain. What he said made me look at him. It was no secret that Ranulf has a vigorous sexual appetite that the succubus and even the incubus stayed in his chamber for days at a time. But Rain was a male human being, I never considered him to be attracted to humans. "So so beautiful..." he breathed out his words as if he was too enchanted by the young man. *********** Errm....so, can anyone guess who would appear in my next book? 😜😘

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I praise Him most of all for turning the evil situation that had been hell pressed to do worse than just simply kill me, into a life made so full with happiness that I could never have asked for as much as He had given to me. In truth, my life had become a fantasy. A dream come true. Glancing back into my mate’s eyes, I could see that the same was true for him. I was well and truly his fantasy.

Maybe she shouldn't have mentioned the fantasies part. She wiggled her eyebrows, completely unaware that Magnus was listening intently, his fingers barely twitching against his thigh now. The pack around them held their collective breath, waiting for some reaction. Any reaction. "I used to write the most ridiculous fan fiction," Cathy continued, completely unselfconscious. "Edward and Bella? More like Edward and my imagination. I bet he'd be way less interesting in real life. Probably would just brood and play piano all day. At least werewolves seem like they know how to have fun. Do you guys have epic pack parties? I'm imagining full moon dance-offs or something."

This was to be done when it rained so that the power of my ancestors could seep into the roots of the tree. As our eighteenth birthday approached, or if our magical abilities emerged. It was tradition for a mother to break off a branch, seep it in a potion of her choosing, and forge a wand for her daughter. Dora’s potion included the tears of a griffin, the scale of a dragon, and the fur of a blessed wolf. It was believed the potion would increase the power of the witch who wielded it. My powers emerged when I was 17. When I turned 18, my power increased significantly.