Golden Trio Harry Potter นิยาย & เรื่องราว

Personality description: cautious, Charming, reliable, discreet, observant, precise, rational, encouraging. Family: Leon Evans (father), Julia Stuart (Mother), Chase Evans (twin brother), Emily Evans (adoptive older sister), Dhario Evans (grandfather), Olivia Evans (step-grandmother), James Evans (uncle) Friends: Reggie Stevens (Beta, best friend), Danica Green (Girlfriend), Edgar Brown (friend), Isabella Frome (friend). Arya Silver Age: 17 Race: Werewolf Rank: Rogue Physical description: 5’7ft tall, hourglass athletic body, long straight black hair, round brown eyes, heart-shaped face, pointy nose with heart-shaped full lips.

Dash gave me the stink eye and I couldn’t help but laugh. “Truth,” I said, rubbing his head. “So, who were those three men?” “What?” “Those triplets, mummy! They looked so alike,” Hilda said. “And they’re handsome too,” Aurora commented. “What?” I asked again. “You know who we’re talking about.” How did they even know them? They haven’t seen them… unless… “Did you sneak out?” ‘Busted.’ “Err… answer our question first,” Aurora changed the topic. “Then let’s make a deal. I’ll let this slide if we skip this question.”

They’re passionate about the first thing they ever decide to do with their lives and are even more passionate about their first love, even if it was infatuation and they maybe just liked the color of their eyes at the moment. That explained her madness over Cannon. Not for once in my life did I forget that there were three of them. Cannon, Kane, and Ian—the Alpha Triplets. Now everyone calls Aurora, Hilda, and I The Chosen Three. I mean, I could’ve come up with something better… I have some ideas…

“It’s not a befitting tribute for your uncle. A space on the wall? Ridiculous! Instead, I would dedicate a whole room to the hearts of these hunters. Kill them and bring me their hearts. Then and only then, would you be able to ascend the throne.” “Edward, you’re sending the triplets on a death mission!” My mum was not in accordance with my father’s wishes. “Oh for goodness sake Saloma! They’re werewolves!” My agitated father said while I and my brothers completed his statement saying, “Strong, mighty and fierce.” Then my father said, “You leave for school first thing at dawn. Be safe, and most of all, be smart.” He said all of this without looking at us in the eye. He knew it was a dangerou

Again the parts of a song… I’m leaving on a jet plane I don’t know when I will be back again Oh babe I hate you go... Mrs. Hillary, who is included in the ranks of killer teachers, is not only fierce but also famous and sadistic. If Mrs. Anna math teacher is Voldemort. So Mrs. Hillary is Professor Snape in the famous School of Witchcraft and wizardry book series, because of the sadism. When a student is do something wrong, it's over. It happened one day that almost all the kid of 11-7 were expelled from class for not doing homework. The remaining 11-7 residents are only a few people like Alfred and several children who are classified as diligent in doing homework. Smart children are not nece

“Yes. Don’t worry Mummy will take care of you. I’ll protect you from your barbarian father I promise.” Her triplets quickly became her world and she promised herself that they would never want for anything. They didn’t need their father, she could be both of their parents. ... Three years later Sapphire parked her car and hurried home, eager to see her kids. She threw the door in dramatically and yelled. “Mummy’s back!!” “Mummy!!!” Her three beautiful babies yelled and ran at her. She took off and ran, letting them squeal and give chase before she pretended to trip and fall and they crawled over her with eager grabby hands.

“I wouldn't mince my words to trick you. To fake a smile would be an insult to you. I have already said it; she would be my wife, and I have her and everything under my control. Regarding her being too weak, it's not difficult to train her to adapt to our world; remember, I reached my current position because of your teachings and training.” Old master Gerald had never felt his grandson exude such an overbearing aura in his presence; he did not remember the last time he felt scared just because he made eye contact with someone. But his grandson's aura right now—he just couldn't explain it. ‘Was it his imagination?' he thought in confusion as he stared at Morgan, whose face was replaced by hi

And just then— while everyone’s attention was pulled taut by emotion— The Holy Grail emitted a sharp, metallic hum. It had stopped. The strange glow contracted, gathering itself slowly in the air— waiting, breathing, calling. The next instant, the three sharpest instincts in the room moved at the exact same time. Edgar. Eryx. Jim. Three shadows shot toward the Grail. No hesitation. No caution. No regard for each other. They were driven by the same feverish obsession. In a single synchronized moment, all of them reached out their hands. Their shouts crashed into the air—

Matthew and Daniel patted her head: "Be good, and in a couple of days, we'll go see the Northern Lights." Hearing their words, I felt my chest tighten. I got up and moved to a corner. When I came back to my senses, Matthew, Daniel, and William had their backs to me, chatting with another professor from the department. Sarah had silently made her way to my side. My internal alarm went off. She lunged forward and grabbed my bracelet, throwing it to the ground. This bracelet contained my parents' ashes. It shattered on impact, its contents scattering, carried away by the air conditioning current.

she said, voice low with awe, “this is baby C.” I stared, speechless. Not just because of what I was seeing—but because of what I was feeling. Loria’s shock slammed into me through the bond, echoing the exact storm I felt in my chest. “…Triplets?” I asked quietly, my voice thick. Hathaway shook her head and pointed again. “No. Look right back here.” She angled the wand slightly, then paused as another tiny shape flickered into view, just tucked behind the others. “Baby D,” she said softly.