Female Harry Potter Fanfic Novels & Stories

I blinked at the girl, asking myself what the hell she was doing here, looking very beautiful and attractive like that. I couldn't control myself from taking in her outfit. She was dressed in sexy shorts and crop top, her belly ring on display as well as her white waist beads. Harry likes waist beads. My stomach tightened at that thought. He has not been the usual Harry I know. Instead of fighting and complaining, he been acting too cool for my liking, and this girl here, Lena, just showed up from nowhere to appear sexy, of course she will be the one getting all his attention with her cute belly rings, attractive curves and beautiful waist beads. Why can I not get Harry's attention the way s

Her face was flushed, clearly in the throes of her heat. Lucas gently stroked her forehead, his eyes full of concern. The caption read: "My Alpha dropped everything to take care of me, leaving his runaway Omega behind while I'm sick. This is what true love is—choosing the one who really needs you." Below it, in smaller text: "Certain half-bloods should stop dreaming." I watched the video, my heart completely still. I almost wanted to laugh. Because this scene was all too familiar. My first heat, three years ago.

His tone was playful, but there was an edge to it, like he knew exactly what he was offering. I slid onto his knee, feeling the heat of him through his jeans. His hand rested on my waist, fingers splaying possessively. 'Tell us about uni, Delilah. Any lads catching your eye?' I giggled, twisting a lock of my dark hair around my finger. 'Oh, nothing serious. Just studying hard.' Lies, of course. I'd fucked half the rugby team in my dorm, letting them bend me over desks and pin me against walls, their cocks stretching me until I screamed. But they didn't need to know that. Not yet.

I yanked down my pants in one swift motion and whipped out my large member, pointing it straight at her. Maya said coyly, "Oh, Mr. Hill, you're so big!" I lifted her legs, placed them over my shoulders, and slowly moved toward her center. "What's so great about rods? Don't you want my thing to satisfy you instead?" Her face flushed bright red, and her legs began to tremble violently. "I want it! Mr. Hill, hurry up and help me relieve my itch!"

The three of them together on a park bench, the girl on Dorian’s lap, Lara leaning against him, forming a picture of domestic happiness that tore me apart inside. She looks happy. The thought hurt like a knife stuck in my chest, twisted slowly. “How can she be happy after everything she did?” “How can he be happy with her, after everything she did to him? After the spell, the manipulation, the kidnapping?” At night, I dreamed of the girl. The girl with black hair and grayish-green eyes, so similar to Dorian that she was almost a miniature of him. In the dreams, I approached slowly, touched the child’s face with my fingertips, and the entire world exploded in white light — a light that burned

Muriel explained to me. I was remembering her, the succubus was a true beauty the depth of her eyes alone could get me high. "He's still under her spell Muriel, we need to fuck him and let her out of his systems..." Sabina said as she started kissing me, Muriel was kneeling under me as she took my length and eagerly start licking me, I was groaning in no time. What is this kingdom?

I love messing with anyone's patience and that's what I'm good at. I am now walking with a smile plastered on my face and it turned into a serious one when I reached the living room where my father and the alpha that my father is insisting me to marry, talking and laughing as if they were friends for years now. No one would've thought that their packs were actually each other's enemy. Pathetic. "Oh, here she is. Craige, meet my daughter, Hermione," my father immediately introduced me politely but I never let my face show any emotions. He was looking at me as if telling me to not do anything stupid. Well, what I'm going to do isn't stupid at all.

His hand runs up my thigh under my dress, lightly roaming over my panties, clearly telling him I have spent most of the day in a highly aroused state. "Damn, so wet and ready you are, and all just for me ... oh I can't wait to be balls deep in my naughty girl". He slaps me rather hard on the ass, before leaving me even more of a mess. When they finally wrap up for the day, I nearly can't contain myself while packing up, my entire body is burning with wanting for him, it is like he cast some sexual spell on me. Right before I reach Byron's trailer Harry shows up, and of course he starts talking ... it doesn't take long before I just want to tell him to fuck of. Finally Harry says goodbye and

he flickered his finger on her red hardened nipple sending several shivers down her spine . Anne's moan heightened , this increased the excitement in Harry , he trails his right hand on her soft body which was flawless as silk . Anne is an endowed lady blessed with both luscious body and a beautiful face . He trails his finger a the way to her honey pot which was dripping, he inserts his middle finger in her vagina before bringing it out . He teases her clitoris area before capturing her lips so she doesn't scream his name . “ Fuck ! Just bang me already ” Anne said breaking from the kiss ,her legs were beginning to tremble . Harry notices this and flashes her a mischievous smile

I might be ogling him because he smirks . " Like what you see?" My jaw drops to the floor and my eyes wide with a blush on my cheeks . Harry chuckles at my reaction . " well , i can send you a picture of me ,if you like and you can make it your wallpaper ?" "Harry!" i shriek and hit him on his chest . " So , what were you doing ?"