Harry Potter Banshee Novels & Stories

She had been thrown over the creature's shoulder so that left nothing but its tail to cling to while she was positioned upside down. The banshee creature ran all the way to the edge of the castle grounds. Once they were safely on the other side, it sat her down gently and it crawled under a thick clump of bushes and out of sight. Hallie was left all alone and she was suddenly even more scared. It was almost as if she'd rather be with the creature than to be by herself. She stood alone and she quietly watched the sun come up.

Her cheeks flushed, but it seemed to have more to do with anger than anything else. My first banshee. It was pretty exciting. Banshees were Irish fairies, female harbingers of death. It was said that if you heard a banshee scream, then either you or one of the family members is already dead. I also heard that, like some other fairies, they can look into a person's heart and read their soul. Creepy, but so cool. “Damn it, Maggie. What are you doing here?" Dave's shoulders slumped. He knew what was about to happen and couldn't stop it. "Ah, there you are, you rogue bastard!"

Her energy should be draining as it was getting transferred to the beast. But it doesn't. Instead it looked like her energy was perineal. And it's source was the thing on her wrist. The yellow amulet, whose sapphire was burning brightly. " Aggh no.....stop" Suddenly fear covers the beasts eyes as he realised this. Shaking his head in a no, he steps back. When the witch stops him. " What happened? You don't want more now? Take it!" Eirene speaks smirking. The tables turning. Her palms resting on his chest more tightly. And that's when the yellow light starts become visible in his veins.

What I've avoided for years has come rushing to my feet. Damien eyes changed, I was a bit surprised when he eyes turned yellow, I knew them to be green whenever he changed. Listening to him scream, his voice was so loud that it shook the whole earth, I knew at this point that Damien was a descendant of Alpha Jack Hale, the god of banshees. Banshee is a tribe known for massive destruction with their voices, their werewolves but of an exotic species and very rare to find. They're very few now, knowing the results of what they can do it the adverse effects their voice could bring on the land.

The servant looked at Sky saying sorry miss I must or I will be punished. As the door shut, Max revealed to her that they possessed the spell to eliminate her banshee aspect and bind them eternally. Despite being gagged and bound to the bed, Sky fought back with all her might. Max expressed his anticipation of no longer needing to gag her, eager to be rid of her troublesome banshee ability.

Bas said as he smiled at me. "Yes, this is Juno, my assistant. Juno, this is Bastien Antione, my dear friend and brother, he assists his elder brother, the head of the silver blades in handling the affairs of their group. We've been business partners for quite some time now" Vito clarified. And turning to the lady. “This is Coralie, his younger sister,” Vito continued. "You just can't admit that we're friends also, can you?" She said and Vito simply just smiled.

Whatever is in this house is evil…pure evil! For the longest while all three of them sat in stunned silence after Beth read from Polly’s journal. What they just learned was almost beyond belief.Polly's own sister,had seen the second entity of which Lady Katherine had spoken of.Although Beth did not want to acknowledge it out loud,her heart and mind told her that Ginny's tormentor must be the lady in the shadows.The one who wanted her dead. “Aunt Ginny must have been so scared,”Marcus finally said.”Who in their right mind would not be?”

Not anything she recognized. She gripped the dagger tighter, her breath fogging the cold glass. The shape in the trees paused, as if sensing her gaze. Then, very slowly, it stepped forward into the light. It was humanoid, but wrong—its limbs too long, its eyes a hollow, glimmering white. A shiver skated down her spine. She’d never seen anything like it, and yet some primal part of her recognized it for what it was: a predator. Kieran didn’t move, didn’t speak. But the thing in the trees tilted its head at him, almost curious. Then it smiled—too many teeth—and slipped back into the darkness without a sound.

Trust frayed with every passing moment. One night, as the camp lay under a blanket of stars, Eolan caught sight of a shadow slipping near the supply tents. Moving silently, the figure paused, glancing over their shoulder before pulling something from the cache — a small satchel, heavy and suspicious. Eolan’s heart pounded. He waited until the figure disappeared into the darkness before following at a cautious distance. The path led to a hidden clearing where a small fire burned low. The figure knelt, speaking in a low voice — words coated with magic Eolan barely understood.

Red fire came out from Phoebe and blue from Cyrus. For a moment the twin flames were in contact then the red flame moved to the young man's body at the same time Cyrus' soul moved to Phoebe's body along with the blue flame. The girl's orange colored hair has now turned into black. "Phoebe!!" shouted the old magician and immediately separated Phoebe's body from Cyrus. He mourns the loss of her only child, Phoebe. "Why did you do that!" he said while crying and hugging the girl's lifeless body.