Gift 21

Man dies. His last act in the previous life generates him an absurd amount of karma. He meets a god, and it reborns him in a crossworld of Larry Potter and DxD. He gets a gift, one that can only be fully explored with the knowledge that he learned in his previous profession in the previous world. The keeping of knowledge is also a gift. And with that, his karma is spent. Thrown in the world with a 'good luck' and a slap in the back, he fights to survive until the start of canons. The time until that, 1000 years. Yeah… Now read about some of his adventures in this crossed over world, beginning already in HP canon. English is not my main language, so you will find some strange stuff, like the mix of North American and the Queen’s English. Disclaimer: All characters that you recognize from the franchise of Larry Potter and DxD are propriety of its respective creators and I only wish that they were mine. But they are not. I only own the MC, the OCs, and the ideas that generated the non canon plot.

They called her a curse. They called her salvation. But everyone agreed on one thing, Vanessa was wanted. Born a werewolf with a forbidden gift, the power to heal even death itself, Vanessa spent her life running from those who would use her blood as a weapon. Her touch could restore life, but at the cost of her own strength. When fate throws her into the claws of Draven, the ruthless Hybrid Alpha born of wolf and dragon blood, her world burns to ash. Cold, dominant, and dangerously beautiful, Draven sees her not as a woman, but as the key to breaking the curse that’s killing him. Yet every time he touches her, his control slips… and his dragon stirs with hunger that isn’t just for power. In a realm where magic bleeds through moonlight and fire, Vanessa must decide: Will she become his cure or his ruin? Because the moment their souls collide, the hunt begins, and this time, it’s the Alpha who might not survive the craving

Alex used his disabled son to win Caro’s heart, promising her love and comfort if she gave up her job to care for them and accept his love and wealth. For five years, Caro gave her all, until a gift box from Alex’s ex exposed the truth: she was never loved, only used. Heartbroken, she leaves and crosses paths with Marcelo, her secret childhood crush, now a billionaire ready to help her rise after seeing her vulnerability. As Caro builds a new life after divorcing her husband alex, now he wants her back but she’s stronger and wealthier than him now. This Broken vow is a powerful story of love, betrayal, and a woman who learns to choose herself. Will caro truly accept him back for the sake of his son who has known him as his mother now or wil she play blind and leave them all behind to accept the true feelings of the man in front of her now?

After getting drugged by her best friend at a party, Amelia ends up having a one night stand with a stranger. That stranger turned out to be Liam Grayson the ruthless, arrogant and most successful CEO in their country. "it was just a stand think of it as a gift from me to you" Liam pointed out and in the next second Amelia grabbed his index finger that was pointing at her. "it might be a stand but not all girls are dying to be on your bed especially not me" Amelia replied through gritted teeth. Liam caught hold of her neck "I can be scary, don't try to act special, I will compensate you for your loss" he muttered as he stared at the red stain on the bed sheet. Amelia met his eyes "well I'm not scared of you Mr. arrogant" she pulled his hand off her neck and left the room. Liam narrowed his eyes at her retreating back, that was new no one ever spoke back to him instead they cower back in fear.

“I am not capable of love, Desiree. Do you still want to marry me?” That was the question Gerald Butler asked Desiree Hamilton the day she asked him to marry her. “Yes," Desiree answered, convinced that she could eventually get him to fall in love with her. But one year later, she meets her greatest disappointment on their wedding anniversary which also happens to be her birthday; the only gift Gerald brings her is divorce papers. Devastated and tired of begging for his love, Desiree signs the papers and leaves. Three years later, she returns a strong and confident businesswoman who will not beg for any man's love, but this time, it was her ex-husband's turn to beg. He went down on his knees, looking up at her pleadingly. “Desiree, please let's get married again. I promise to love you this time.” She looked down at him as a smirk formed on her face. “Dear Ex-husband, You Had Your Chance!”

During the third year of our marriage, my husband's ex—whom he dated for eight years—suddenly shares a photo of a ten-million-dollar marital home on her social media. It's captioned, "I've finally gotten a mansion! Who's the best at dating? I am!" I gape at the image—I see my husband swiping his card at the real estate sales office in a corner of the photo. I leave a question mark in the comments. In the next second, my husband calls me to tell me off. "I'm just making good on a promise I made her when we were dating—to buy her a marital home. Why did you have to go insult her like that? Are you evil enough to turn me into a man who goes back on his word?" That evening, his ex shares another photo of a million-dollar renovation bill. I know it's a gift from my husband to appease her, but I don't care anymore…

BLURB:They call me the Alpha of my pack. The protector of my kind. I'm Jaydon Woods, and this is my story. Embracing the dual life the gods granted me as a Supernatural- being part human and part werewolf- I had understood the responsibilities placed upon me and the sudden urge to protect my people at all times from the malevolence that plunged the world from its natural order. It never occurred to me of how much of life I would miss in the process… until I met her. Olivia Reyes- she was a gift from the other side given to me to open my eyes. I had to know her for her presence alone changed the shape of orchestrated life. She was human, but I didn't seem to care. She was the one- the phenomenon to change the course of my destiny. Against all odds, fighting all trials and tribulations, Olivia and I defy the laws of the Supernatural to find a happy ending in a world that seemed to want to tear us apart.

"I am your husband and you must obey me, because you have agreed to have a contract marriage with me!" In order to get money to treat and care for her seriously ill mother, Sarena agrees to become the wife of a mysterious man by a contract. Apart from that, Sarena is also still faced with her eccentric new boss. Sarena doesn't realize that there is a big secret hidden which, when it is revealed, will turn her world upside down because her mysterious husband and his new boss play a big role in that secret. When Sarena finally found out about the secret, she decided to leave and leave everything behind her. However, Sarena did not take into account that her mysterious husband was a Supreme Alpha and more than that, he was determined to bind Sarena to become his fated mate. "I have found you, of course I will never let you go again. You are my mate, the most precious gift from the Moon Goddess!"

We Are One Fantasy Romance Banished from the underworld and stripped of her place among her kind, Anika wanders the mortal realm alone—haunted, hunted, and broken. When Olivia, the mate of the reigning Alpha and a seer with a gift for prophecy, has a vision of a mysterious young woman cloaked in sorrow, fate begins to stir. One fateful night, their paths cross, and Olivia brings the wounded stranger into her home. Corbin, Olivia’s son and heir to the Alpha title, senses something ancient and undeniable the moment he meets Anika: she is his destined mate. But Anika carries dark secrets, scars from a past that threaten both her future and his pack. As their bond deepens, Corbin and Anika must navigate the politics of pack life, confront the dangers of Anika’s origin, and face a destiny that demands unity of body, heart, and soul. In a world where strength is tested and loyalty is earned, love may be the most powerful force of all. Together, they must rise. Together, they are one.

A few weeks before our wedding, Rodney Luther's stepmother, Jessica Flaine, posts a photo on her social media. In the photo, she's wearing the wedding dress I picked out, holding a bouquet of red roses, and shyly leaning toward Rodney, asking for a kiss. The caption reads—"Dreams fulfilled." I don't call Rodney in tears or throw a fit like I used to. I simply like the post and leave a comment. "Screenshot sent to Rodney's father." Not long after, Jessica deletes the post, and Rodney's phone call follows immediately. "Ivana, you're being so petty! The rest of my days belong to you. It's only today that I'm fulfilling a small dream of Jessica's. Hurry up and explain things to my dad! "Come on, be good. I've got a gift for you." A scoff escapes me. "Rodney, do you hear me clearly? Go explain it to your father yourself!"