Harry Potter Baddie Novels & Stories

"Alright... The remains of a dead otter... It was still so tiny. I took a guess that it was still a newborn when it died. I did not understand the idea behind all this. But after you mentioned about spells and charms, I think I start to get the idea..." . "Yeah... But what kind of dark magic do they use in this modern world? Even using a dead animal as their tool. Sick. Sick to the head. Sick to the mind." . "That's not all, Harry... There were also yellow, rotten teeth inside there. Precisely three pieces. It was so disgusting, I literally almost puked upon discovering it all." .

“Nothing, he didn’t even talk to Stacy about it or even approached the girl again. Though the girl claimed that he apologized to her but no one believed her because Adrian didn’t bother to agree to it when he was asked by Stacy in front of everyone.” “I see, he is even worse than I thought,” I implied. “And also dreamy,” I heard her whisper in infatuation and I rolled my eyes, “and to add more to it, he is the school’s bad boy.” “And you like him because of that?” “Who doesn’t like a bad boy?” She asked me. “I don’t,” I answered, “I prefer putting them in their place.” “Like you did Kevin? You know he is going to get back at you for that.”

“I have no place in my military for cocky kids. You’re here because you showed promise. Don’t for one second think that because you’re the Gammer’s son, I won’t kick your arse out of here, Zach. Now, get back in line.” Little cunt. I can’t stand cocky kids! I roll my neck. My mind isn’t all here right now because all I can think about is Jenna. Why would the Goddess pair me with a damn necromancer? Of all the things in the world, a woman who can raise the dead! Didn’t she know there would be consequences for performing such an act? Not only to her but the person she’s bringing back? The resurrected person will undoubtedly be altered in many ways. Harry was once a sweet boy with a big heart.

It was only a matter of time before she attempted a miscalculated attack that I easily countered, and I knocked her off the stage. Soon, Harry had also defeated Allen. He looked right at me. Although he still looked arrogant to me, he no longer annoyed me like hell. "I underestimated you, slave.You did a fine job in the first two rounds of the competition.Didn’t you want to fight me alone? Well, here’s your chance.Go ahead.Hit me with your best shot." Harry straightened his back and put on a smug smile. With that, I suddenly changed my mind about him being annoying.But although he could be painfully conceited, he wasn’t an evil werewolf.

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"

The pain made her head spin, and she couldn't scream due to the gag. "Shut up, or I'll punch your pretty face next," Harry threatened. Boma trembled but stopped struggling. She could only cry. She could not believe that Harry was hurting her. "Good one, bro," his friend encouraged. Harry laughed. "You bring out the fire in me," he swore, relishing his newfound cruelty. Ken was right, he thought. Compassion was weakness for those seeking power.

I'd rather die than let him put his vile, wretched dick inside me. Ever since the day I enrolled into that rehab and accidentally crossed paths with him and his sick brother, he has been on my case and has also been savagely making advances at me. Some guys in the rehab did too, but I told them off and they simply left me alone even though a few tried a couple times extra. However, Jayden is not just like them. He is a mad dog. But I can be a mad bitch as well.

Debby pleaded with tears already falling off her face, her heart palpitating in a hard way. "Did you think my two sisters were not innocent yet your father killed them? Two young precious and lovely girls died before my very eyes. I watched Broderick slaughter my mother as if she's a ram and for my father, he killed him slowly in the most brutal way ?" He said and took his hand off her chin. Hard veins could be seen in his neck and his forehead, "I'm Harry Vernon! the demon of Darkwood! The most powerful man in Asia! I have destroyed every single soul who came against me in the past. I let them beg for death."

To him, even mocking her would be a waste of breath. He was a man who thrived on competition. Since coming of age, he had only lost once. From that defeat onward, he despised anyone with greater talent than his own. With arrogance sharp as a blade, Harry sneered. "Shayla bested me before I came of age. After that, she was never my equal. As for Sharon…" He gave a cold, contemptuous laugh. "Soon enough, I'll show her what true despair feels like." From Maestro Warner, he had sensed clear disapproval toward Sharon. And Harry lived to crush prodigies. Naturally, he wouldn't spare her. This time, before the eyes of the world, he would dismantle Sharon completely—leave her with no defense, no hop

“So if it’s granny, you are okay but if it’s me, you are not okay. You are insulting me. After all, I’m not a typical bad boy.” Haha! Nice joke. But I didn’t get laugh. You are the perfect example of the bad boy yet you are saying you are not. Thinking that, I rolled my eyes. Harry kept blabbering “You are insulting me. You are insulting Zach and Charlotte’s son. You are insulting Abi's grandson. You...” “Stop!” I shouted. I let out a sigh frustratingly and said “Fine! Granny you take rest. Harry will accompany me.” Harry smirked looking at me and started showing me the building.