Godlike Harry Potter Justice League Fanfiction Novels & Stories

“You made a pact with me, and that comes with a couple of perks.” “Perks?” I laughed, wondering if these were the moments before I completely lost my sanity. “What-what kind of perks?” “Mostly immortality,” the raven cut in, sounding smug. “But personally, it's having the powers of the God of Justice for me.” WHAT?! “Immortality?” I echoed, looking between the bird and the horned man as if I expected something logical from that. “Powers?!” Had I been Isekai-ed or some shit without realizing it?!

She poured the orange juice into a glass cup and started sipping from it. “Harley knows I was stripped of my powers, I can't practice magic, I can't remember any spell and she knows that, so newsflash, young lady, we are exposed,” El said, with anger still in her eyes and she didn't deny the fact that she cared for Harley, curiosity took the better part of me and I spoke up. "Why do you care about Harley? She just tried to kill you and would do it again if she gets the chance,” I said, licking my lips.

I stripped off my heavy leather gloves. My hands were a ruin of blackened, permanently cooked iron veins. I had spent fourteen years acting as a physical bridge for the earth’s magma. I had wired myself into an abyssal suit to fight the ocean. I walked up to the base of the massive silver spire. "Jace, don't," Elara warned, realizing what I was about to do. "The celestial frequency is too cold. It will shatter the iron in your blood." "If I don't, the wolves die," I said.

It would be an embarrassment to his followers that I killed him instantly without even him knowing it. “Of course, I am so sure that I can kill you because I am Alpha James. I am an Alpha King and nobody can stop me from killing a son of a devil just like you. Don't worry, you will meet your sister now. She's waiting for you in hell,” I muttered, and pierced my long claws again to his chest. Harold fell down, blood covering his body. He looked at his chest and he found a hole in it. “I-I will come back, J-James…” He uttered to me.

"You think money fixes everything, don't you? You're not scared that I'll cause trouble; you're just afraid that I'll report your dirty dealings to the authorities! "I don't want your filthy money. I want justice!" Jude snorted, then kicked fragments of Dad's gravestone and shattered it further. Ashes and dust blew into my face. "Velda Group is justice in Hyporion!" He crouched down and whispered a threat into my ear in a voice only I could hear, "You'd better pray that I never get my hands on Piper. If I do, I'll make sure she's begging for death!" Those words were the breaking point. I tackled him to the ground and started driving my fists into his face.

Lucas shifts the conversation from work to beliefs, the change almost imperceptible, like the glide of silk over skin. "The system fails the vulnerable," he says, and I can't decide if he knows my secrets or just my fears. His voice drops lower, inviting me to share more than I'm ready for. My instinct is to pull back, but the invitation is too tempting. I edge closer instead, careful not to give too much. "Justice is a luxury," I tell him, offering my own view, wondering if it reveals more than I intend. My wolf stirs uneasily, caught between wanting him closer and pushing him away.

“My brothers are going to GUT you!” I swear, boys are born with a defective self-preservation chip. Death or glory. No in-between. Harry’s mouth twists into a grotesque, Joker-like smile. The scars on his face pull tight, distorting the expression into something almost inhuman. He turns toward the door. Opens it. Pauses. Glances back at Luke. He chuckles softly and makes a slow, mocking tsk-tsk-tsk sound with his tongue. “I wouldn’t count on it, little Garcia,” he murmurs.

I'd thought my body surely must have aged alongside my mind. Nodding 'yes,' I gestured to the door and gave her my best questioning sound. "There's too much iron for me to shift us out of here with a slide. We're going to have to use a portal. Here," she said, "My name is Justice. I'm from the Alpha Council. You hold onto my waist." Stumbling to her, I wrapped both arms around her waist and she proved to be surprisingly sturdy as she bore up my weight. Justice threw a stone at the wall I'd been leaning on before; a portal opened to a white room I had never seen before.

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.

“You're gonna watch her for me, right?“ I pitched in, looking away. Fuckin' asshole, that's what I am! “Sure, why not?“ He smiled, but it was half-assed. Soon, he was back to being moody. “I hope nothing happened to your powers, and you return as the God-of-war you're known to be,“ I knew he meant that. He sounded so fucking sincere and my doubts about him were just when it has to do with Hara, not when it had to do with my safety. “Honestly, Jason. Deep down, I don't wanna return as the God-of-war. I'll do anything to give up that life. I want something else now, something more soul-bonding and eternal than spilling blood and conquering the world,“ “Hara?“ “Yes, Hara. I wanna be her mate, h