Garreth Weasley Novels & Stories

"Go on, Scarlett. Who was this human?" Scarlett hesitated for a moment before continuing, her voice soft but firm. "His name was Gareth. He left Celestria a while ago, but I remember his fascination with our abilities. He would often inquire about the mechanics of our longevity." Viggo's expression shifted from confusion to realization. "Gareth... Yes, I've heard of him. He had ambitions that extended beyond his human lifespan." Richard leaned forward, his curiosity piqued. "Could it be that he was connected to Gandalf somehow?"

At last, she held the pendant of the moon on my neck and broke it; with this, her hand fell on the ground, opening her eyes. “Mother?” I called her, but she didn’t reply. Well, she could never reply to me ever. Hugging her, I cried and looked around, seeing the lifeless body of the pack members. They were covered with blood. I promise you, Ethan Weasley, that I would do the same to you, and I promise that I would destroy you too, just like you destroyed everything. I promise you that. * Flashback Ends * “I heard the youngest member in which that Ethan Weasley’s blood used to run is now dead.”, Iris said happily, but I didn’t comment anything on that.

He stepped back, signalling to the others training nearby. “Gather around everyone,” he called together everyone present, I was confused and weary of his next actions, because I know it won't ever be good And like trained robots, Warriors from every corner of the training ground moved quickly, forming a circle around us. Everyone filed up, leaving everything they were doing. I could see the glow of respect and expectations in their battle worn eyes, like they couldn't wait for a good show. Garreth called out a young girl standing at the edge of the group. She looked no older than sixteen, her face sharp with the seriousness of a seasoned fighter. She had that cold detachment I recognized fro

After about twenty minutes of waiting and I could feel my father already growing impatient , Garrett finally walked in , with Kendall, her uncle Damien and a member of the eclipse pack that Kendall had once introduced me to , Linda. "Hello , Henry Marshall. " Garrett greeted my father and stretched out his hand for an handshake. Garrett was a five foot man and looked nothing like his personality. He looked like a regular man , not a very ambitious and powerful Alpha, who would kill anything or anybody standing in his way. My father and Garrett exchanged pleasantries and Garrett finally looked at me , "Zayne! How are you? You're officially welcome to the Garrett mansion." "Thank you Mr Forres

"You are a tall fella, aren't you? So what's your name?" Lord Ravenclaw asked the half-giant wizard. "Rubeus Hagrid, your Lordship, keeper of the keys and grounds of Hogwarts." "Mr. Hagrid, so tell me, who is Aragog and why do you say it was not the attacker?" "Just Hagrid, please. Aragog is an acromantula, he lives deep in the forest now. And he never attacked anyone in the castle." The Bloody Baron added to Hagrid's tale just after.

“I have a wife and children. Please forgive me, Lord Gareth. Please.” Gareth was frowning very hard now. He gently pushed his wife away, then got out of the Limousine, sidestepping the sobbing driver. He walked over to the guard, who cringed and cowered at his approach. “What boy?” he asked, his tone calm but firm. “What is he talking about? To the best of my knowledge, there is no child living in the Castle.”

It was the feeling of home, something I hadn't realized I'd missed until this very moment. My chest tightened with unexpected emotion. I was really back. I lifted my head, searching through the crowd of people waiting for arrivals. My eyes scanned faces until I quickly spotted that familiar figure standing apart from the others. Garrett Rivers was tall and imposing, easy to spot in any crowd. At six-foot-four, he towered over most people around him. His dark gray waterproof leather armor gleamed with rainwater, and I could see the Stormfang Pack wolf crest pinned prominently to his left chest.

A flash of purple sparkles in them before he quickly turned away, clearing his throat. “The medical centre is this way. We must hurry. Perseus is a stickler when it comes to arriving on time. I also have a training session after we tour the village. We can’t waste any more time than we already have.” Garren began walking towards the village. I hurried after him, careful of my foot placement to ensure I didn’t lose balance and wipe out. “He is definitely an interesting individual. What was up with the purple glowing eyes.?” Oren whispered as if anyone could hear her.

I think my mom kept trying so I'm not the only girl, but that's never happening. In order, Gareth, 28, blond, blue eyed (you'll get used to these features) built like a wall. A wall meant to keep out dragons. Thomas, 25, dirty blond, blue eyes, head of our tactical team. Broad shoulders, strong arms, built like a sequoia tree.

I'm a little bit relieved he didn't get to see Vladimir, I really need to act fast before he does. "Yeah, maybe. But you need to be on the look out, you should not underestimate Hardie plus Vladimir might be funny sometimes." Gareth explained. "I'm not a kid, I know this already." I hissed. "Who is this? You know her?" Garreth said with no expression on his face as he flashed the screen of his phone to my face. I snatched the phone from his grip as realisation struck me. This is Hardie and no... its not her.