Harry Potter Chasers Novels & Stories

“What do you mean by that? Kimberly is clearly the heir to the James family!” Kimberly tugged at my grandmother’s sleeve. “Grandmother, who is this? Is he just another pawn Amelia hired to keep her hold on the James family?”

Chapter 105 – The Heart of Chaos The path to the twisted nexus stretched before them, a ribbon of black stone that shimmered like oil under the jagged starlight of the Shadow Veil. Each step echoed with a low, resonant hum, as if the void itself were breathing. Jessica led the way, her spark pulsing in rhythm with the violet light emanating from the structure ahead—a grotesque mockery of the nexus, its spires coiling like serpents around a core that throbbed with chaotic energy. The Weaver’s warning—*“The heart knows your name”*—clung to her like frost, chilling her resolve but not breaking it.

Just a few paces from where my well-hole is located, the grassy knoll has long benches for drinks and food, plus a circle of large tents surrounding a bonfire. Chase is smart, though. Every month, half a dozen of his men are forced to down Monk's Pepper and watch the girls. No escapes. He never gives himself that role, though. No, he strides about like the ringmaster, his dark eyes gleaming under a mane of shaggy blonde hair.

Replied the long haired man tapping Kitos on the shoulder. “They really did want to come especially the boy and they are tough, so they will pull through. A sleeplike hazy feeling washed over the crowd. A portal opened and Dream Chaser stepped out. There was a cold feeling that washed over the crowd as Dream chaser approached. “The outcome of this battle will soon be decided.” Said Dream Chaser looking into a small pink globe.

Three days later, Giselle and Chester returned to their home country. Harry wanted to tag along as well. However, he pitifully stayed back because of how insistent Jackie was. As Harry had expected, Jackie only allowed him to take a break from school to watch the race because there was something he wanted from Harry. Just like that, the innocent Harry had fallen into Jackie's trap. His eyes teared up as he watched Giselle and Chester leave without him. When they were on the plane, Giselle only switched her phone to flight mode after replying to Chris' message. With Jackie's help, Chris' matter was resolved efficiently. The people who hunted him were all captured and waiting to be charged.

It was disorienting. "Found something," he said, turning the screen. "Three shell companies in the ownership chain, all registered in the Cayman Islands within six months of each other. The principal contact for all three is the same person." "Who?" "Chen Wei. Does that name mean anything to you?" My stomach dropped. "That's my uncle. My mother's brother." Alexander's eyes snapped to mine. "Your mother set this up?"

She hoped they could do something for Chase and Hunter from here. More and more witches joined the circle. The others filled them in, and they immediately started helping. Thea felt magic pour into her, and she directed it to Hunter and Chase. She felt a forcefield around them, meant to hide them. Good. Hopefully, it worked on whatever creatures were coming for them. It was only minutes before the things came. “There are rogues, witches with the black eyes, vampires,” Hunter whispered into the phone. “I recognize some of those witches,” Chase whispered.

Children wove between legs, shrieking with delight as they chased each other. Sophie and Shiloh walked with Agatha and Betsy, making sure everything ran smoothly. The food vendors laid out trays of roasted meats, fresh bread, and berry tarts. A trio of hunters had set up a demonstration stall explaining safe weapon handling to curious wolf youths. Across the way, a pair of mages offered harmless bursts of light and illusion to entertain the pups. “This feels…” Sophie searched for the word. “Hopeful,” Agatha supplied quietly. Her hand brushed against Harris’s as he passed nearby, earning her a warm look from the grizzled hunter.

Anna Harris Hunter is a mafia! He isn't just in it, he runs one of the most infamous mafia organization. He told me about it so calmly like it was a piece article on environmental issues in a newspaper. I had spent the whole afternoon and most of the evening thinking about the shit that have been running around me. My Dad, my ex-boyfriend and Hunter, they're all a part of this swamp, a nightmarish thought for me.

Harry had informed him of his meeting tomorrow and he immediately left the house to see him. Yasmine was at the hospital for check-up so he decided to leave for a bit and pick her up on his way back. “If he doesn't, then there's always plan B." Harry said with a straight face. “And what exactly is that?" Charles furrowed his brows. “I had a friend build this little bug. I'll find a way to attach it to that bastard and he will lead us to his hideout." Harry said staring at the little tracker in his hand. it was so tiny that he had to hold it carefully to avoid dropping it. Just exactly what he needed as Linus would notice anything unusual if it was slightly bigger.