Harry Potter Bleach Fanfiction Novels & Stories

A white rose lay on the floor dripping with blood. A small, shiny blade lay beside it. A beautiful object in such a terrible and painful condition. The blood stain on it did not hide it's immaculate and beautiful nature. She puffed smoke in the air and took a sip of the liquor beside her, as she glared at the bleeding rose with sad and anguish filled eyes, it told a lot about her and her agony. She was as beautiful as the rose in front of her.

She followed Harry afterwards, blushing like wildfire. “Have you ever had flavored cakes?” Harry pointed at a seller a little distance from their current position. Bianca shook her head negatively. “You should taste it today,” Harry held Bianca’s hand and led her towards the stall. Bianca could feel her heart flutter. Harry was no different. He was just better at concealing it. Alpha Alex and Ragnar were watching them from a distance. They wore ordinary clothes so they wouldn’t be recognized in public. Seeing them hold hands made Alpha Alex angry. Ragnar could tell just from the look on Alpha Alex’s face.

Bryce started up his vehicle and drove away. Up in Lena’s bedroom, the brunette had settled back onto her bed and picked up where she left off in her book. She had literally gotten to the part where Harry had received his letter to Hogwarts when the door to her room opened again and this time it was eighteen year old Dawn Smith who bounced into the room.

She is making it seem as though she was Master Harry’s rightful fiancée instead! Miss White secretly rolled her eyes, then turned around and left with the scented tea in her hand. She can die of thirst! I’m not going to give her any drinks! Felicity’s thoughts were focused on Harry. After saying this, she cautiously looked at Harry. She could see that the man seemed to be smiling half-heartedly, and the anger and joy on his handsome face were indistinguishable. His pair of beautiful eyes looked extremely deep and cold, and it was so shockingly cold that even the slightest temperature could not be found within it.

"Our friendship ends because of the selfishness of Blaze. After knowing that I am from East-Martian, he cast me away from their pack. He said that I don't belong there and I fooled him. I did not listen to him, that's why he attempted to kill me. That day, Harry hated Blaze and I think until now they are enemies." I felt sad when I heard his story. That's the reason why Harry hates Blaze. That man is really crazy. How can he dare to hurt his own friend. What if he discovers my secret, will he also attempt to kill me? *** I woke up early and I left Cath without disturbing her. I know she will keep insisting that she will go along with me. Those vampires are good at taking revenge and I don't

Chloe’s eyes lit up with hope as she looked at Harry. “Harry, our packs are deeply connected. Can you really bear to destroy such a strong bond? My dad only has one daughter—me, and he’s always loved me. If you walk away in the middle of the bonding ceremony, he’ll be furious! Is offending him over something so small really worth it?” Harry paused for just a moment. Then, he kept walking, his steps steady, not a trace of hesitation.

Harry, "this is why I asked you to leave, hailey." Dean mumbled under the cloth tied around his mouth. When I tried to untie the cloth, he pushed me away which made me fall on the floor. Harry kicked his stomach saying, "This is what you get for blackmailing her." Instead of screaming in pain, he let out a laugh asking, "You really are something." He looked at me with that blood dripping forehead and laughed asking, "You are something." "How many guys are still out there? Does that swimmer know about this asshole? Or does he know and…" he laughed again and continued, "I wasn't wrong though. You're a bitch. You really are a bitch-"

Her turns of phrase were so old. "... We have hardly tried the bathroom. It would be a great pity if we were to omit a room from the charge Bianca has given us." Harry burst out laughing and lifted her again to carry her to the adjoining bathroom. When he closed the door behind him, he froze in place when he found himself facing a mirror. He accelerated his step and contemplated himself, fascinated, in the mirror. His eyes swept first the body with the perfect skin of his Mate. Then they stopped on the mark that she had placed on him.

You and I We don't wanna be like them We can make till the end Nothing can come between You and I Not even the gods above Can separate the two of us I hummed softly along and he looked over at me. "Big fan,huh?" "No, just one of them." I pulled over into the parking lot. "Who's this unlucky guy?" "One, he's not unlucky. Two, it's Harry." We walked towards my locker. "Harry Styles?" "No," I rolled my eyes at him. "Harry Potter." "Haha, really funny." He said as I slammed my locker shut. I turned on my heels and coffee spilled on my shirt. Way to start Friday morning. "Watch the hell where you're going." The voice barked.

"Why are you trying to mess with my head, Bethel? What games are you playing exactly? Steph already messed with my head to the extent that all the right brain cells have suffered pain" Bethel's lashes fluttered shut and tears slipped from the sides.. Harry's body reacted to the sight of her beautiful lush naked body...so white and flawless like a procelin. He said nothing. She shook her head once. "I didn't do it"... "And why should I believe you?" He asked. She opened her mouth to say something but her words came superfluous.