Garreth Weasley Novels & Stories

"Of course I know what I'm talking about. I'm afraid that I won't have the chance to say it." Garrett was not scared as he faced Severus' threat at that moment. His aura was optimum, and he took full precautions. As the son of a divine general, his strength was incredible, reaching peak-stage Transformative Force master. He had been looking for an opportunity to tell everyone what happened back then. He wanted to protect his father's dignity, even if it meant he would die.

she says. I offer a soft smile. “And these are my seven generals,” Warrick says. “You already met Alexis, Beck, and your brother Victor. Part of my generals are also your other brother, Garret.” He waves over a man with light brown hair, almost blond, cut short but still wavy. He has dark eyes and is undeniably handsome. Victor is too, but Garret feels less intimidating, even though he doesn’t look very happy right now. “You already met Serge. He is also one of my generals.”

His consciousness sensed his companions approaching, so the finely dressed man quickly used an arcane technique to dry his body. He pulled out a set of clean clothes from his storage bag to change into and used a simple illusion to create the appearance of a full head of black hair, concealing his baldness. "Vaughn, that brat was too detestable! When we get back, we must have our uncles seek justice!" A lackey's voice arrived before his person, consoling the finely dressed man. It turned out this finely dressed man was Vaughn Garth, the eldest son of the Garths in the Desolate Ancient Sect.

“Stupid and disappointing. But what can you do…we need someone to carry on the line, right?” “You have a few, apparently. Verity…Gavin.” Rowan’s words rippled over the remaining men. A few guards looked confused as they waited to be unfrozen. Garith chuckled as he nodded. “I do. But Gav…he got too big for his britches.” Garith repositioned. “That’s why I had his brother and sister. I had him exactly where I wanted him when I realized my mother was whispering to Gav.” Brother? My dad has a brother? Garith groaned. “My meddling mother…I was excited when she fucking died.” His words sent a shockwave through me. “Although I was disappointed that when I killed her she had already sealed her magic

“To answer your question, yes that witch is Tabitha, my little sister; and yes she has an Ulfheonar. All I can say is her Ulfheonar isn’t as powerful as you, but every one, like you has gifts, what they are no one knows. They could be very powerful or benign.” At that moment, my children decided to make their presence known. It wasn’t painful, but it made me bend over and take a deep breath. I tried not to make it obvious that I’m feeling something, but of course, Gael, my other half who knows everything about me, rushes over and picks me up. “Gael! Jeez what are you doing?” “You know my pups speak to me too. They’re telling me to comfort mommy and that’s what I’m going to do.” He carried me

“How…how do you know all this?” Auri smiled and let out a sigh. “I’ve got nine kids in there depending on me to tell them it’s okay and the things they are going through are normal. That they can live normal lives one day.” She put the cigarette to her lips, inhaled and exhaled before continuing. “Gale is part werewolf, part vampire. However, his human side died during the operation. I believe his name was Derek. Gale is his wolf. He’s not as much vampire as we are, a failure in the eyes of Oran. He will continue to age as a normal werewolf but he has the same itch as we do.”

Their gaze cut in neat, exact cuts around them; their hands barely left the daggers each of them held. Among them, my eyes caught a figure that seemed so familiar. There was no mistaking him in the dim light-Dexter Cullen. He was the second youngest in the Cullen family, Donuovan's most trusted lieutenant, and Garrett's older brother. His presence here confirmed my suspicions: this wasn't just some casual get-together. This was a pivotal moment in their operations.

His duty was to protect Meg and that meant defeating Harriet. Her human form disappeared and she sat on the desk in goblin form. Her eyes burned red. Her skin had turned green and her ears stuck out to the sides. What truly intimidated him was the many teeth in her mouth. She hissed and spit at him, but he couldn't move his feet. He could defend himself, but not as easily with his feet stuck to the ground. He would die trying because that was the creed of the gargoyle. Meg was his fairy and even if she never knew his feelings for her, he would do his best to keep her safe. What he'd love to have was an enchanted sword, but those were not easy to come by in Philadelphia in the twenty-first ce

I scanned over the menu and ordered some fancy drink with espresso in it while Sophie ordered some basic white bitch pumpkin spice drink, yuck. The three of us sat down and continued our conversation. I learned that Garrett is in the area checking out different universities and trying to decide where to apply to next year. Apparently he’s always been a vampire but I couldn’t smell it since I had my powers sealed. I told him about the events that have transpired since I’ve been transferred to this school. “Wow that’s wild. And congratulations on the twins.” He grinned at me. It was so nice to see him again.

"Didn't Garo say he'd get back to me within half an hour? It's been a full eight hours without a single word!" Garo was a powerful witch doctor feared across Orienta. For someone like him, killing a Savant Grandmaster should have been child's play. However, there was no news at all until now. "Sir! Master Garo... He's back!" shouted a Gallagher as he rushed in, pale as a ghost. Wyatt's face lit up with joy. "Well, what are you waiting for? Bring him in!" Seeing the man frozen in place, Wyatt's brow furrowed in irritation. "Why the sour face? Are you trying to ruin my mood? Go on!"