Novel & Cerita Godlike Harry Potter Fanfiction

I could feel some of his seed leaking out of me, but I didn’t care. He rolled off and pulled me into his side and we laid there next to the waterfall. There we laid together, holding one another and making love until the sun began to set. Neither of us wanted to face the days that were bound to come. He told me how he was able to regain control of his dragon. His Grandmother Harper was something amazing. I don’t think she could have helped his dragon break free though if he hadn’t already nearly broken the bond himself. Hopefully he won’t be waiting long to regain control of his powers. This way I know he has a fighting chance against Ares.

—Mhm, that was divine- She mumbles giving a half smile. — I know. With you all orgasms are.- I kiss her bare shoulder again. —Alex?- She murmurs again. —Yes,precious? —Mhmm. I’ve tired her, leaving her incoherent and fully satisfied. I can’t complain, I haven't been left behind either. Zeus! I never thought that bringing back the spirit of the Sorceress could be so pleasurous and mind-blowing Yolie:

"Why do I get the feeling you all don't want me here?" "On the contrary," one of the five said, reaching nonchalantly over the table for a scone. "You know I like a show with my dessert." Wrath's grin widen as he pointed an excited finger at him. "Exactly why you're my favourite, Gluttony." Wrath... Gluttony? Don't tell me... The seven. Deadly. Motherfucking sins? Why didn't I put two and two together? It makes perfect sense now. Why does he exude so much power... he is a prince of hell. They all are.

"We've always treated you well, and we took you in as our godson! We bought you clothes and doted on you like you were our son. How can you steal from us? Where's your conscience?" "Doted on me?" Harry sneered and replied with disdain, "All you want is free labor from me. You treated me well only when you still had your monthly allowance from Charlie. Now that you've run out of money, you're starting to pick on me and complain about every single thing. Do you think I'm a pushover?" Harry paused as the look in his eyes turned increasingly greedy.

Harry says, and I can see where this is going. Everyone in the courtyard can see where it's going. "What should their punishment be?" Harry asks me, and I see his eyes glint in excitement. He looks pleased by the situation. Like it's all amusing to him. Harry has become a sadistic psycho. Oh my goodness, he's crazy. He's absolutely lost his mind. Harry trails over to me, leaving only a few inches between us. I can feel his hot breath fan my face, and my breathing gets harsher.

He calmly said like I was talking to someone with no emotions. "What? I am fighting for that girl...I mean...what if...just what if your friend finds out? You were meant to take care of her not fuck her" I announced on top of my lungs and Harry leans back to his chair. He looked like someone in his savage era totally looking at me like I have lost it. "I intend to make her mine..." He hadn't complete his statement when my hand pushed the cabbage in my hand inside his mouth. "You're a Pedophile"

Harold POV I Harold hades am a proud wizard. I have lived for a century and in everything I do, I do with precision. I have fought wars and i have won. I have faced many formidable enemies and I have won all battles. I am not a failure, I am not a quitter neither am I a coward. I can not sit back whilst I am being insulted by a mere teenager. Even this Azanian has no right to display such prowess in my face.I will not stop until i have won this war. One way or the other, I will find Summer's weakness.

“This place sure is filthy. I nearly forgot about this because of some nuisance, but you can fix this, right, Harry?” His threatening tone they are the use of hearing from him. His smile and expression show his pride, which is his embracing nature. “Of course.” Harry confidently said, snapping his finger and in a second changing everything into the pristine and luxurious property that is their little haven of darkness. “Now that we have our place, our identity is set, shall we all work according to His will?” Harry reminded them with a tone that is threatening and not just a simple reminder. With their expression that shows their sins. One by one they change their appearance. One by one they

I instinctively took a step back when he approached. My gaze went to Harry. All the color drained from his face. " You," the lycan god said. His voice was rich and deep. It made my bones shiver. " You have his scent on you," he growled, glaring at Harry. Harry looked at him carefully, apprehensive. His canines and claws extended and elongated.

"I have no intention of harming you," Harry clarifies, face soured by the thought. "I would never harm a pregnant Omega, much less you, carrying the last line of Black." "My child will never be part of your sick twisted shit," Ariadne hisses. "You can go f*ck yourself." Harry laughs, eyes sparkling as if Ariadne had just complimented his pinstripe suit. "God, you're perfect. Like a lily, a perfect Madonna Lily," Harry says, and it causes Ariadne to nearly vomit.