Harry Potter Centaur Novels & Stories

Cent’s wary reaction earned her a pat on the head from Steffan. “Silly girl. This is absolute talent, I tell you. By the way, what are these? I get that these horned ones are demons, but what are these small creatures?” Cent was about to answer him that she did not know and she only saw these creatures in her dreams, but she was stopped midway when the shadows hissed the name of the creatures. “Goblins,” said Cent. Steffan whistled from her reply. “You got some awesome imagination, Maleficent. You keep on surprising me.”

I decide to continue walking until I find one, but true to myself while looking around I collide headfirst into someone. “I’m so sor-” Stopping dead, not even sure if what I’m seeing is real, I look up. In front of me stands a tall, burly, long-haired man - with the bottom end of a black stallion. It was a centaur. Except for this time, I could no longer deny what I was seeing in front of me. The feet moved with impeccable lifelike motion, he was real. An actual, real centaur.

We walked into the main hall of the castle, and I see four Centaurs and King Izzoth talking with King Fenris and Queen Nina. Conri and I walk up to them, and I say, "Hello, everyone!" I approached King Izzoth and gave him a hug. I approached King Chiron, and he held his arms out for a hug. I stepped in them and gave him a hug. I shook the other Centaurs hands as they told me their names. Trina's mate, Zughar, Thraag, Ezram and Delvor are the Centaurs who will be here to guard me. I asked Chiron to go to the conference room with me for a moment.

It's an endless stream of merriment. This creature was elegant, the aura around him loudly spoke royalty. The love in his eyes seems to be stronger than any story I had heard of love potion's power. The waves of the tender love I felt protruding from him was stronger than my little tender heart that had never in real time experience love.

She was unbelievably calm. As she turns around, I notice that she has lost a lot of weight. Why... why did she have to take such a decision to herself? I'll never forgive her. "Tony... help me make a medicine, dear." As she calls a young centaur into the house, I sit back up almost instantaneously. I never, ever thought that a centaur exists in reality. I thought they were only a myth. Observing my curiosity with the species and mother's personal assistant, she says, "He was found near the lake as a cup last year. He's growing up beautifully, isn't it?"

We said goodbye and I headed to the address Nick had texted me. As I walked into the shop a friendly gentleman greeted me. “Miss Clarke, Mr. Thorn said to expect you.” “He did,” I sounded surprised. “I have the bottles ready for you.” We walked over to the counter, and he showed me the bottles. First was Chateau Montelena chardonnay and the second was a bottle of Macallan 18-year-old double cask whiskey. I nodded, not having a clue. I watched as he boxed the bottles up and placed a gift ribbon around each of them.

She was terrified, her breath coming in shallow hitches that made my chest tighten with a protective fury I could barely contain. I looked at the figures standing over us. In the dim, misty gray of the pre-dawn light, I realized these weren't the mindless, oily shadow creatures Clarence had been throwing at us. These men were half-human, half-beast, their powerful equine lower bodies shifting restlessly in the dirt. Centaurs. They were rare, elusive, and usually preferred to let the forest swallow any traveler who lost their way, but here they were, surrounding our camp with their long, wicked spears leveled at our throats. They must have seen the fire. Even worse, the smell of the roasted f

Bruce asks me. I shake my head. "I could use a ride if you don't mind. I am not sure I am ready to drive today," I say. I know I am not ready to drive. "I can take you, but first, I have to tell you something. I made some calls while you were sorting through some things. I wanted to give you some space. I found both of your uncles. They own a little magic shop in New Orleans. It is called Elemental Magic," Bruce says.

One stupid woman even said she would willingly give herself to him and make babies with him if he just gave her a glance. I also found out that he was the infamous Morgan Wright, the CEO of Wright Corporation and the heir to the Wright Empire. Before my uncle finished making his call, the whispers around me had already given me a vague impression of the handsome man, and I had also come to the conclusion; he was an arrogant jerk.

It was unfortunate that the other two were killed, but at least we had this guy to question. "A centaur." Antoine murmured while looking impressed. "Never thought I’d actually see one in my lifetime." "I don’t think it's a good thing that we’re seeing one." I pointed out as my stomach began to turn. "This can’t bode well." "Think it has something to do with the disappearing lycans and wolves?" Haidan mused. "Possibly." I responded. "It could be them or the hide behind’s. We really need to investigate. "