Harry Potter Book Series Novels & Stories

Back in LA, in times like this, where I had nothing to do and was seemingly distracted, I would lie in bed, reread one of the books on my shelf, and reread it the next day until I could almost memorize the entire thing. I'm an avid fan of reading. I loved J.K. Rowling's Harry Potter series, James Patterson's Maximum Ride Series and his other books like Suzanne's letter to Nicholas, Rick Riordan's Percy Jackson series, The Kane Chronicles, Heroes of Olympus, the House of Night series, Blue Bloods and many others I can't name now. I sighed for the second time when my aunt called my name and refused to get my butt off her black couch in the living room as I flipped the television from one chann

<3 Unrelated: As this is a series, I already have book 2 and 3 planned... But how would people feel about a prequel at some point? Explaining the whole story of Harley’s mother's relationship with Alexander and what led to everything that happened before Harley contacts Ron for the first time? so basically Connie and Alexander falling in love, marrying, Connie's affair with Ron, the fall out, etcetc. The entire backstory! Let me know in the comments if the idea of a prequel sounds interesting!!

H U N T E R J O N E S I was reading the second Harry Potter book while leaning against the wall in the alley with Ty on my side. I knew Mey had asked me to read the Goblet of Fire to figure out the three unforgivable curses, but after picking the book randomly, I felt that I owed it to the author to read it from the first book. So I had picked up Harry Potter and The Sorcerer's Stone from the library yesterday, finished the book in seven hours, and had it returned this morning. When I had returned the first one, I immediately borrowed the second one: Harry Potter and The Chamber of Secrets which was the book I was reading right now.

Hunter crossed his arms in front of his chest and looked at me annoyed. I ignored him and turned the cover. Harry Potter and The Chamber of Secrets. "Well, this is a secret, alright. I didn't know you're a Harry Potter fan." Hunter took a few steps and took the book from me. "You know nothing about me." He opened the book, flipped through the pages until he found the page he was reading. "I know you for a year now. I think I know one or two things about you. One of it is that you don't read, especially a book." I picked up the bottle of beer from the ground and took a sip.

I realised it was my father putting up a defensive spell. Atlas began to move towards the mages, clearly protected by the barrier. He shifted there and then, the rest of the pack following suit. Hundreds of scraps of material lay on the ground in their wake like strange multicoloured snow. Then all of a sudden, they leapt into the line of mages. I saw some fall almost instantly as white light struck their bodies. I said a silent prayer that they would only be wounded and not killed. Others managed to get to a few of the mages, ripping their throats out in the blink of an eye.

His mouth formed an ‘O’ as he processed the information. “But it’s nothing like holding a book in your hand and getting lost in an adventure or romance novel.” I joked. “Oh, I have a few books if you want to pick some out and take them with you. For the journey.” “Really? That would be great!” I clapped my hands together in excitement about what new tales I could delve into. I ended up picking out three books. One was about a treasure hunt, the second was a collection of romance stories from around the realm based on Alpha’s finding their mates, and the third was based on historical figures and their relationships to their gods.

“When I was young, I’d hide up here because Jason didn’t know about it. In fact, until about six months ago, I always knew that I was safe up here.” Boy, how much didn’t I want to know the answer to this, but still… “What happened six months ago?” Alex shunted an old collection of Harry Potter books to one side (and no surprises why he’d had to hide stories where the wizard was the hero), and wriggled his hand through to a large blanket box.

From start to finish the process of infusing my body’s energy field with magic proved intense. Every two hours, around the clock, I forced down six ounces of thick purplish sludge. If I fell asleep, Gwendoline woke me up to make sure I didn’t miss my dose. She was relentlessly diligent. I thought the taste and texture of her horrific magical concoction would eventually grow on me, but after a full week I still shuddered with each swallow.

Harry says. “I have no idea how he would do that. She can’t stand to be around him; one of those guys is always around her. I could threaten her family, but I promised Gary years ago that I would not involve his family in our shit. While he unintentionally caused some of this, he is still my best friend, and I won’t break the promise I made to him. I don’t want him to drug her. We need Sapphire to be with him willingly and with a clear mind. “Talk with Karleena and see if she and whoever she has helped her find a way to get them together. They might be able to come up with something while we figure out how to sneak Mateo into the country.” Harry points out.

I walked to the library and sat next to the window, I looked at my project and now I need to find some books. I walked through the bookshelfs and search for the architect section. I'm looking for a watertank and some electric placement book. I looked through every book clearly and oh there it is. I tried to reach it but I can't. It's on the top of the bookshelf, I need to take a ladder. I walked away to grab the ladder. I got back to the architect section again and I put the ladder to reach the book but the book is gone. Suddenly I found the book on the middle shelf, I looked around. I guess someone must have been taking it and put it there.