Fenrir Harry Potter Novels & Stories

He told her. "After working hours?" Nora made a disgusted face on the mention of Marissa. "Yeah." He nodded his head. Nora looked at her wristwatch. “She better hurry with whatever shitty talk she had to do with you.” She said to her. She becomes really dangerous when she is hungry. Penelope thought to herself. Nate had already left. “I’ll be back soon.” She didn’t want to go. “Only if she lets you leave.” She rolled her eyes and dropped herself on the chair.

Suddenly her brother's body turned green and went up in flames. "No," she cried in a voice mixed with sadness and relief."What's happening?" "Who is she" Vador asked staring at the little damsel.She was beautiful,he thought,her eyes were green and her hair red . She was dressed in a short red gown that made her look like a real damsel. "She must be the daughter of Francis,the council's secretary," Aleister replied. "And who are you," Ava spat. "Let's just say your worst nightmare. I'm the dark lord"

I thought I looked good in the mirror, the best I've looked for weeks due to him! He runs back down the stairs holding a black box in his hands, it looked big enough to hold a necklace or a watch maybe. He opens it to reveal a necklace in the shape of a heart, from where I was standing it looked like the heart had diamonds going around the edges. That wouldn't have been cheap, hopefully, it hasn't come off a dead person, wow dark Freya. "You look incredible, this necklace will just tie it all together" he smiles taking it out of the box instructing me to turn around, I do as I'm told while he puts the necklace around my neck clasping it.

As for Jack, he stood some distance away from all of them. Father asked Anne to needle the tip of her index finger and put the dripping blood into a small bowl of water. Father then recited spell after spell, and was greeted by the sect members who repeated the incantation while raising their hands and walking around them. A moment later, Anne felt that her head was hurting terribly. She couldn't help it and screamed out loud. Her eyes began to turn white and blood came out of her nose. Anne looked up and grinned horribly. For a moment Anne's face took on the appearance of a demon, which it wasn't her.

I was seated on the couch, my attention on the television in front of me but I was not even paying attention to the screen in front of me. Finally, I heard his footsteps from the top of the stairs and my breath hitched. Mr Fenrir was dressed in a pair of black pants and a crisp white shirt which was neatly tucked into the pants, his hair was left to fall in ringlets beside him and oh my gosh, he looked like someone straight out of a painting with that glass perching on the tip of his nose. I shouldn’t be thinking this way about him but I couldn’t help him, he wasn’t even letting me mourn Fiona perfectly.

Elijah sighed but said nothing more, his gaze lingering on me for a moment before shifting back to the training grounds. Fenrir was walking toward me now, his shirt damp with sweat and his wild hair sticking to his forehead. Up close, the sheer physicality of him was almost overwhelming. He was taller than I'd realized, his presence commanding, but there was something in the way he held himself— guarded, as though he expected us to turn on him at any moment. "Lady Hartwood." he said, his voice low and gravelly, with the faintest hint of an accent I couldn't place.

I didn’t care about traps anymore. I didn’t care about Serena. I rounded the altar— —and my heart stopped. Fenrir and Orion were there. Bound inside a circle of glowing silver runes. Neither of them was hurt. The fear in their eyes… It was something I’d never forgive. The moment they saw me Orion burst into tears. “Papa!” Fenrir tried to stand in front of his brother despite the magical chains holding him in place. “I told him you’d come.” His voice shook,. He still managed a smile.

There was even an incident that a magician of level 20 lost his sanity after forcing his way of using his own mana without the resonance with a deity. In the end, he murdered the parents of a family. That family's 2 children becomes an orphan as a result. And that certain magician goes into hiding. Until now, no one knew what happened to him. But rumors bound to exist. Some said that that magician becomes a demon. And some say he died after he suffered mana exhaustion. No one really knew the truth of what happened to that person after he flees from the scene... However, what he did that time birthed a great desire from a certain person. After all... 'hatred is the best fertilizer to nourish

As the investigation into the serial killings continued, Miriam and Donovan received a briefing about the next potential target. According to their sources, the killer's sights were set on Senator Harrison Grant, a high-profile politician and close ally of former President Jameson Walker. Senator Grant was a well-known figure in the city's political landscape, having served as a senator for over a decade. He was a charismatic leader, known for his sharp wit and razor-sharp intellect. However, his rise to power had not been without controversy. Grant had been embroiled in several high-profile scandals, including allegations of corruption and cronyism.

"I've always been a vampire. You and your council have only been blind to see. Breaking the barrel doesn't stop me from my mission, Dante White." My brows were contorted as he spoke. "What barrel?" I asked. Then I noticed he stopped pacing. Instead he rushed toward him, trying to hit me but I blocked his hit. Then he laughed. "I'm no match for you. Do not pretend you know nothing about the death of the last witch in my custody. I would be fair with you. I stand nothing to gain from your death. Stop this war this minute and go free," Fenrir said. He still had the prominent scar across his tanned face.