Ginny Weasley Deathly Hallows Novels & Stories

She sold her soul to save her daughter… but the devil wears a billionaire’s smile. Emily Carter is a desperate mother clawing her way through the filth of New York’s underworld, dancing for dollars in a club that devours women whole. When her baby girl falls deathly ill, she’s forced into an impossible choice: let her child die… or marry a cold-hearted billionaire with a past darker than her own. Alexander Richie doesn’t believe in love but he believes in ownership. His proposal isn’t a lifeline. It’s a leash. Thrust into a mansion of lies, judgment, and cruel stepchildren, Emily trades one nightmare for another. Her new life is gilded in luxury but soaked in venom, and the people inside want to break her. But Emily didn’t survive the streets to become anyone’s victim not even his. Love wasn’t part of the deal. But what happens when the broken start to feel? And how many bodies must fall before the truth is revealed?

Six months after our divorce, my ex-wife, Shanon Reich went viral with her new influencer boyfriend, Tobias Hunt, gaining over ten million followers. One day, by sheer accident, I scrolled into their livestream and saw my three-year-old daughter, Ginny Herbert, trapped inside a car. She was crying so hard she could barely breathe. Her little face was flushed, her eyes wide with fear and confusion. She looked utterly helpless. Shanon didn't smash the window, nor did she call the police. Instead, she laughed brightly at the camera. "Thank you to our top fan for the moneybag gift!" Then she grinned and said, "Send another moneybag! I'll smash the window once I get it, okay?" I lost my mind. I raced over like a madman and wrenched the car keys out of her hand. "Leomund Herbert! Are you insane?" she screamed. "Do you know how much this stream is worth? It's just a little heat! She's not going to die!" I held my daughter in my arms. Her tiny body was limp, and she was barely conscious. With reddened eyes, I pointed at her and shouted, "Shanon Reich! You will pay for this!"

After Angel's mother falls deathly ill, she's forced to join the cast of a dating show called Luna's choice with the hopes of winning the five hundred-thousand-dollar prize money. She'll have to endure harsh judgment because of her low ranking in the werewolf world, tough competition as she fights for the audience's love over the other two females she's up against, and upper ranking wolves doing everything in their power to make sure she stays on the bottom. She has no idea, but as she fights her way to the top, she's being watched by someone very powerful, someone who begins liking the way she handles the challenges of the show. When the time comes, will Angel choose anyone at all? What will happen if she doesn't win, and can't get the money for her mother? She doesn't know the answers to any of these questions. She just knows she has to try.

To save her family from debt and pay for her father's medical bills, Hazel Anderson is forced into a marriage of convenience with Xander Kingston—the country's most powerful and feared billionaire. But for Xander, this union is nothing more than a business transaction. He bought her for five million dollars, treating her not as a wife, but as a possession he despises. Life inside the luxurious mansion becomes a living hell for Hazel. She is constantly humiliated, overworked like a servant, starved, and abused by Xander and his cruel family. Her suffering reaches its peak when Selene, the woman Xander truly loves, arrives and makes her life even more miserable. Despite her patience and sacrifices, Hazel is treated worse than an animal, left alone in pain, and even rejected when she falls deathly ill. But just as she reaches her breaking point, a secret growing within her body begins to unfold—a truth that will change everything and turn their world upside down.

Selene, the Moon Goddess, has made a vow to one day bring the human race and werewolves together again after centuries of persecution. Selene loves her children, gifting them soul mates, so why does she put the destiny of their race in the hands of 2 teenagers? Predestined for one another, a high school alpha meets his mate for the second time. The problem is his Luna is human and doesn't believe in the supernatural. She’s a track star who knows she can only go off to college if she gets an athletic scholarship. After her father's untimely death, her mom and her are forced to move in with the odd, old, and lives like a hermit, aunt Ginny, that believes in all things paranormal. Max, the newest Alpha of then Red Moon Pack, has no patience left. He’s lost his father and Alpha well before it was his time, but takes on his Alpha duties, turns 18 years old, and has eagerly awaited his human mate. Selene starts sending messages to Tara in her dreams telling her who she really is and the importance of her mate; but will destiny be fulfilled especially since these 2 can't seem to get along? They aren't friends. They both have lost their fathers and are bitter about it. And Tara doesn't have time for something that she swears isn't even real.

I was hit by a car and suffered a brain injury while trying to save my fiancé. Before I was taken to the hospital, I accidentally saw him locked in a kiss with his assistant, Sarah Mineli. I suspected he was cheating, so after I woke up, I pretended to have amnesia to test him. "Do we know each other?" Ethan Meyer paused, his expression faltering. Then he suddenly pointed at his best friend. "I'm your fiancé Grayson Hudson's closest friend. I came to attend your engagement ceremony." I watched as he and Sarah stood there, their fingers tightly intertwined, my face turning deathly pale. Grayson stepped forward and draped his coat over my shoulders. "Baby, I'm your fiancé," he said softly. "It's my fault I couldn't protect you." I felt the warmth of his palm and gave a faint smile. "Then let's go home," I said. "We still have an engagement ceremony to prepare for."

I, Ginny Tremaine, have a written agreement in my mate contract with Tyler Kingsley, the chairman of the Werewolf Council. As long as I proposed to him 99 times first, he promised to personally show up at the Office of Werewolf Mate Affairs on the 100th time and complete our marking ceremony. However, Tyler doesn't show up on the promised day and instead appears on the main stage of the Silvernight Music Festival with his lover, Vivian Lowe. In the livestream watched by the entire pack, he leans down and kisses her so intimately that it's practically a declaration of ownership. The social media networks instantly erupt with excitement. "#ChairmanOfTheWerewolfCouncilOfficiallyRevealsMate." "Chairman of the Werewolf Council caught kissing his lover and showing PDA." At the same time, I become a trending search for standing in front of the Mate Affairs office for the 100th time. Everyone speculates about the identity of the mystery man who never showed up and wonders if I will try for a 101st proposal. Tyler, likely feeling guilty, promises me the next day, "Next time, I promise I'll be there on time." He arrives in a crisp suit with papers in hand, standing outside the Mate Affairs office. But all he receives is a short message from me, saying, "Alpha Tyler, there won't be a 101st proposal. We're truly over."

I've just left the washroom when Vanessa Shallow, who has just returned from her maternity leave, covers her mouth as she laughs at me. "Wow, you really are quick when it comes to bathroom breaks, huh? No wonder your sales performance is increasing by leaps and bounds! I suppose it's all thanks to your ability to take off your pants very quickly!" Vanessa acts as though she's joking as she starts making faces at the male colleagues around us. "Right, I forgot how prideful young ladies are nowadays! They can't seem to accept such truths when spoken in such a blunt manner!" The colleagues burst out laughing in a lecherous way afterward. Their perverted gazes keep clinging to my legs the whole time. As I stare at Vanessa's slightly bloated face, my gaze grows cold. It seems that she's so anxious to get her position as the project leader back that she's willing to shed even her sense of shame and propriety. I take a step forward and speak up. "I'm not as skilled as you are when it comes to such things, Vanessa. After all, not everyone is capable of making Mr. Studdard visit their home every midnight during their maternity leave." As soon as my words fall, the previously rowdy office goes deathly silent.

Coming back from France with an MBA, Elena expects to be awarded a befitting position in her father's company but her hopes are dashed when she's forced to apply for the position of a secretary in a multimillion company owned by a narcissistic 29 years old Liam Hemsworth. In a bid to save her father's company from closing down, Elena is forced into a loveless marriage with Liam. Elena doesn't expect to find herself falling for him, and just when the couple were beginning to find warmth in each other's arms, destruction struck and Liam is involved in a car accident that led to a partial amnesia, wiping out his memories of his newly wedded wife. Liam resorts back to his old habits of partying and keeping late nights, forcing Elena to slowly find companionship in the arms of Ethan, her husband's step brother who is an artist. When she discovers a secret that threatens her husband's life, will Elena choose to eliminate her ruthless husband and run into the arms of her husband's step brother? Will she fight for her loveless marriage? Can the couple pull through the deathly challenges that lay ahead of them together and find love in each other's heart again?

While Adrian was out negotiating a partnership, Vivian slipped nuts into my food — the one thing she knew I was deathly allergic to. I broke out in blisters all over during the negotiation, making a scene in front of everyone. But Vivian didn't care. She pulled me aside and sneered, "You, Luna, spoiled as you are, just stay there and be a pretty face. Leave the real business to me and Adrian." I lost my temper and slapped her hard across the face. The next second, Adrian appeared in front of Vivian, pulling her into his arms. The look he gave me was pure reproach. "You're the Luna — is this how you treat your own pack members? Vivian didn't do it on purpose. Why are you making her life difficult?" Vivian pressed herself against him, eyes wide and glistening. "Luna, I know I'm clumsy. You're not really going to hold a grudge over something so small, are you?" That night, he didn't come back to our hotel room. I sat on the bed and waited until dawn, tears streaming silently down my face. Through the mate bond, I could feel exactly where he'd been — with Vivian, the entire night. He'd already betrayed me. Numb with heartbreak, I picked up my phone and called Alpha’s father.