Harry Potter And Alice Cullen Fanfiction Novels & Stories

Harper looks at me a little confused before saying, “What’s wrong? I thought that would make you feel better?” “Yes, it did, but now Alice feels the guilt of what she did… The realisation and guilt that she just cheated on her true mate with a phantom mate bond to another male and a vampire at that.” “I’m sure they will understand…”

Later, when Anna began pursuing Alexander relentlessly, Alice gave her a large sum of money and sent her away to further her studies in the capital of the werewolf kingdom. "Ma'am? Are you all right?" Alice couldn't hear a thing. Her cane slipped from her grip, and she stared at the screen, feeling as if her heart were being squeezed tighter and tighter by an unseen hand. A sharp pain shot through her chest. Then, everything went dark. … When Alice came to, she found herself in the pack infirmary. Her daughter, Aliya Steelclaw, sat by the bed holding Alice's hand with red-rimmed eyes.

“Vincy, what’s taking so long?” They both heard a girl seductively speak as she halted, looking between them. The girl glared at Alice and sized her up. She slid her hands toward Vincent, marking her territory. Alice's face fell, and she wanted to hit the girl's head with any vase in the room she could grab her hand on. The options were endless as she glanced around. She also wanted to rip Vincent's shirt off her body and feed it to her before she kicked her to the curb. Alice desperately wanted to rip all the fake hair extensions out and pull her by her natural hair. She wanted her scalp to hurt.

"Thank you for being so accepting. This bunny means a lot to me, and I'm glad I can share this secret with you." Sophie's eyes sparkled with excitement and a hint of mischief. "I'm honored to be let in on this secret," she replied, her voice filled with genuine warmth. "We'll take good care of this little one together!" Sophie settled into a cozy chair, cradling the bunny in her lap. I perched on the edge of my bed. A mischievous glimmer sparkled in Sophie's eyes as she leaned forward, anticipation written all over her face. "Alright, spill the tea, Alice," she said, a playful grin tugging at her lips. "Tell me about the craziest thing that happened to you in Madland."

Alice watched as his retreating figure became Dimmer and dimmer, she watched as his long white hair disappeared behind the corners with a happy sigh. After Alice had washed up she proceeded to return to the ball room, she was about to climb down the stairs that lead to the huge ballroom when she suddenly heard an angry voice called to her from behind. "You must be over the moons with joy that you got engaged to the prince of Aceland.." Cynthia mocked in an angry and scornful voice. Alice smiled and turned to look at her with a smirk. "Of course I am, if i'm not happy then who would be? You?"

Every single one of them, their magic mingling, creating a protective force field around the entire line. “Yeah so that’s kinda the other thing I wanted to tell you. We have first born female hybrids here. Charlie is not alone anymore” I couldn’t believe what I was seeing, I thought Charlie was the only one, I thought they couldn’t exist and here, there were at least thirty. The force field drops and Alice steps forward, her blonde hair tied back in braids “He won’t know what hit him” she smiles at me. Reaching up with one hand she presses it against my forehead whilst she stared into my eyes with her own odd blue ones

I longed to be done with the uncertainty and fear that had been plaguing me. As I waited for tomorrow to arrive, I felt a deep sense of loneliness. I missed Alice already, and I couldn't wait to be with her again, to hold her and cuddle her. Tomorrow couldn't come soon enough. As evening fell, while waiting anxiously in the sitting room, Alice walked through the front door, accompanied by Wendy and a handsome young man. Alice's eyes sparkled as she led them into the sitting room, where I was waiting. "Xavier, I want you to meet someone," Alice said, her voice filled with excitement.

Just a slow, brutal countdown to death. Currently, within the werewolf medical system, there is no cure for this disease. Jack lost it. Thought I was just jealous of his friendship with Alice. Even though I already told him that I was the one who personally performed Alice's prenatal exam, he still didn't believe me. During the hospital prenatal examination, Alice specifically requested that I handle her prenatal exam. She stroked her slightly swollen belly as if showing off. Then her bloodwork hit my desk. Looking at the blood report data, I knew Alice had contracted Corrosion Sickness.

Whatever it took, I’d see this through. “Well, well, well... if it isn’t Mario Bianchi, here to reclaim his slut of a wife,” a voice sneered, slicing through the sounds of gunfire and screams. I froze, my gaze snapping forward, and there he was—the bastard himself. Jake Miller stood there, smug and untouched, but it wasn’t him that made my blood run cold. It was Alice. She was tied to a chair, heavy iron chains biting into her skin. A leash. A fucking leash was around her neck, pulling her head forward like she was nothing more than an animal. Her eyes were swollen, her face tear-streaked and lifeless, and she looked as if every ounce of hope had been drained from her.

It wasn't Alice. It was Jessica Burns, Alice's best friend and the head of the local community union. She was the kind of woman who commanded every room she walked into, with a voice loud enough to shake the walls. She threw her bag onto the couch and immediately started drilling into me the second she stepped past the entryway. "Leon, are you looking into Alice?" "Me?" "You went to the apothecary? The clerk told Alice." I froze. "Do you have any idea what you're doing?" She ripped her coat off and flung it over the armrest. "Do you have any clue how much Alice has done for you?"