Harry Potter Banshee Novels & Stories

"My father would have killed me?" "He could have killed you just to help his little witch," He said facing me. "She fooled them into believing the source of the power she seeks was in one of the packs," "Source of power?" I asked. "She is a half witch," Hayden said. A witch? The priestess was a witch? I faced her as she smirked staring at Hayden, the priest of the moonlight Groove was a half witch? She tilted her head, folding her fist as she gritted her teeth, she walked closer to Hayden. They both stood staring at each other as they glared at each other.

I tiptoed around, hoping to surprise him, but he really wasn't around. I sat on the living room couch, noticing that he had left some papers behind. I picked up one of the many that were there, with a slightly curious name, “Banshee.” I observed the drawing on the page: a woman in a long dress appeared to be crying. I glanced at the transcription next to the drawing. “Banshee or Ben sidhe, the one who can see death, becomes her friend. Her scream can be heard for miles, and it's so powerful that it can easily shatter a skull. Due to her dark powers, the banshee can be easily hated by other creatures.”

It was a pathetic and undeniable craven existence but it was how they were winning the war. Dave let out a sigh. "No. He used a HG blade." I nodded. A brilliant man named Henry Gomez spent his life developing a UV spiked, but essentially silver based liquid that could be applied to any metallic object, leaving a coat of active poison that would kill both shade and host upon entering the their shared body. Something in perfectly balanced formula temporarily imprisoned the shade and as long as the wounds you inflicted on the human were mortal, the shade shared the same fate. The HG liquid had become as precious to us as light bulbs. It was hard to come by at the best of times, especially out h

"That wolf... it was a guardian. A Devonshire, by the size of it. Jameson must be connected to them. She’s a spy." Killian didn't answer. He was staring at the ground. He knelt, picking up a single shard of emerald silk and pressing it to his nose. The "Nullifier" scent was gone, burned away by the heat of the shift. Now, he caught it. A faint, shimmering scent of ozone and ancient spells. Witch. He closed his eyes, his heart hammering against his ribs. He didn't believe in "guardians." He remembered the way the black wolf’s eyes had looked,those blue, intelligent eyes.

The hag whispered, leaning in to whisper in my ear with her forked tongue so that I felt something slither on my neck briefly before her words sent a chill down the length of my spine. “I think it's a hybrid's done it, Mr. Bayes, a Magi. An abomination.” Ma Jules whispered and I inhaled a sharp, burning breath.

she shockingly replies pointing at me with her pen, I still putting up the act nod and smile looking behind me once again, but still no sign of him. "I know my last name is hard to spell, pass me the click board so I can write it out" I smile looking with my eyes, she nods quickly handing it to me where I write a little note at the bottom, as I hear my name being called. "there I better go, I hope to see you soon" I smile walking away to look around for anything that might help me to make up an excuse, I see a bathroom where I basically run over and into the woman's pulling a few tissues out.

"Oh you are that hero, pleasure to meet you." "Heroine" I corrected. She smiled again her uncertain smile. My brother patted her back for reassurance. Something weird was happening with these two which I had no idea of. That was the first time I saw someone believing in my brother more than me. "I should make introductions." My brother said. "This is my sister Cassandra." Now her eyes widen at my brother in surprise which was rather dramatical I must say because my name, Cassandra was an amazing name and I was his sister that shouldn't be such a surprise though I was more prettier than he was as we had same hybrid blood running through our veins.

"I can't see her. Alyssa focus your mind on what the image of this girl looks like '' Alyssa's mum instructed her. "Mum I am trying" Alyssa said in a very low tone as if she was about to cry. "You are Banshee's daughter, one of the most powerful witches and you are telling me you cannot focus your thoughts on the image of an ordinary human" Banshee scolded her whining daughter. "I'm really trying my best" Alyssa made herself comfortable and tightened her eyes as she began to think about nothing else but Mia. Banshee was very disappointed because the image of Mia she kept on seeing was blurry and she couldn't make any sense out of it.

the man kindly tousled Mane’s hair. “I stand corrected. He is denser that the universe’s densest man” Hildegarde grumbled. Mane naturally ignored her. He swallowed the guilt he was feeling for deceiving such a kind man and thought about what he had gained so far. Although he couldn’t feel any of his inner energy, and although he didn’t feel the kind hands of Edict reaching for him, Mane knew that this world wasn’t common. The man said that the Banshee was a magical creature, and he didn’t speak of it like it was some big secret. So that must mean that there were several magical creatures roaming the land.