Harry Potter Cormac Novels & Stories

He gripped his wine glass like a lifeline. “Dad, these are the casello's brothers — Lorenzo and Alexei,” She said. “Enzo and Lex, this is my dad — Aron.” “Mr. Rumero is fine,” her dad said with a shortness that made Lilith peer at him. “I’ve always liked Mr. Rumero” Lora said, smiling as she attempted to diffuse whatever tension had built upon the arrival of both father and daughter. “I think it sounds like a superhero. But what would your superpower be, Mr. Rumero?”

I said, and this time my voice carried such command that Reena actually took a step back. But she recovered quickly, her own werewolf nature responding to the challenge in mine. "Or what? You'll throw another one of your little tantrums? Maybe shatter some more mirrors and traumatize some more pack members?" "Reena, enough." The new voice came from behind her, and we all turned to see Cormac approaching with long, angry strides. His dark eyes were fixed on his mate with an expression I'd never seen before – disappointment so profound it was almost physical.

"As long as you're not still sore about me putting you down back in Chetvine, we're good." Cormac blushed a little. He let out an awkward laugh and said, "That was on me. You were just flat-out better. And honestly, I was out of line back then. I had no idea you'd already broken through to Beyond Mortal. That genuinely caught me completely off guard." Andrew moved on. "Enough about that. Can you take me to the Greene family's Saintess right now?"

“Yes, you did.” His eyes narrow, his jaw clenching tight. “You want to pretend that we both don’t know what you saw the other night in that alley?” I can feel the color draining from my face as the shiver teases up my spine. Cormac just shakes his head though. “I already told you, I’m not here for that. I’m here to make sure those pieces of shit don’t hurt you.” “Who are you?” “Someone with a job to do.” “And your job involves throwing girls half your age over your shoulder and hauling them away like some sort of caveman?”

It wasn't so much a gathering as it was people standing in a garden randomly, their whispering came to a still when I arrived as if they were being put on a mute, it was a little overwhelming, their gazes lingering their curious voices carried by the wind. I turned to Mrs Harlow " What is going on" I hissed and she smiled " Enjoy it while you can " I barely had time to process her words before I saw him—Alpha Cormac—standing tall at the center of the courtyard. His broad shoulders were squared as if he was about to do something very difficult from him, his expression a mixture of determination and passion, and if maybe for a while I deluded myself to have seen fear in his gaze then that was

POV: Cormac | London, Neutral Flat Moira had rented a flat in Clerkenwell, which was far enough from Kensington that Cormac's pack wouldn't see him coming and going, and close enough to the Rookeries that it felt like a statement he hadn't made yet. He didn't know if she'd chosen it deliberately. He'd stopped assuming he understood her choices the moment he realized he'd never started. Finn was asleep in the back room. Cormac could hear him breathing from the hallway. Even breathing, deep and slow. A healthy born wolf's lungs, already strong at fourteen months.

Cormac replied. Cecil's eyes narrowed. An arrogant doctor who could command the members of the Draconian Order? Immediately thinking of someone, he asked, "Is he a young man with the last name York?" "How did you know, Cecil?" Cormac exclaimed in surprise. "Oh, you… How many times have I told you to keep a low profile? Yet you never listen to me! If I hadn't come over today, he would seriously be running you out of Rivershire!" Cecil snapped.

These woods aren't as complex as most woods, so how the fuck did he vanish into thin air? “What’s going on, Alpha?” I hear Cormac call out to me from behind. “Did you see him?” My face etch with worry as I stare at Cormac and the rest of my warriors who are behind him. “Who, Alpha?” The confusion on Cormac’s face is very evident. Pointing in the direction the unknown man vanished. “The bastard who looks just like me. Didn't you catch the whiff of his scent when we stepped out of the tent,” Cormac was the closest to me at that moment. He should have seen the unknown man.

Cornelia asked. "Unfortunately, we couldn't save it. But Rodriguez was the greatest captain that ever lived, so they kept a copy in the haven of knowledge." Rodrick said. "Haven of knowledge?" "Yes, the king Harold's old castle." The captain explained. "He had turned it into the largest library in Aethlegard. It has a coph of everh book ever to be published." "Then we have no other choice." Roland said. "we leave tomorrow."

Hogwarts Castle, Somewhere in the Scottish Highlands November 23rd, 1992, 11:45 AM Larry Potter was doing a fine impression of a fish outside the water at the moment. What he just saw was some very amazing stuff, even when magic is taken into account. But then, he only knew this magic world for a little more than a year, so he didn't have much of a base to compare. Larry Potter then looked at his Head of House, and paused. Even if she was not doing a fish outside the water impression, she was looking at Erik with wide eyes.