Harry Potter Corvinus Fanfiction Novels & Stories

The pages flew out, covering her bed and the floor. "It wouldn't have even worked, your little revenge scenario," he said. "I'm more powerful than the spell that helped to create me." He turned his head toward her and blinked. Belle's breath stuck in her throat as his eyes changed from blue to black, to red, to yellow and then back to normal when he blinked again. "What the heck?" she uttered, pulling away from him. "People started to realise Caine was harbouring a demon, but I was better at hiding it, and poor Ricky wasn’t even aware of his own," he explained. "But thanks to the spell and your blood sacrifice, the unholy triad now belongs to me alone."

Because of the silver chains weakening Ava, I couldn’t even suppress the pain properly. “To completely take over your company, I need you gone,” he whispered darkly. “You cannot stay alive.” Fear tightened violently around my chest. “If only you knew how long I’ve waited for this day,” he added, his voice almost trembling with excitement. At that moment, Corvin no longer looked like the man I married. He looked like a devil. A bloodthirsty monster wearing my husband’s face. “Do you want to play a game?” Serena suddenly asked sweetly as she pulled Corvin away from me.

She spoke against my shoulder as we moved through the corridor with her voice working hard to stay clear. She mentioned the baby and said she couldn't feel it then I told her not to think about that yet. It was not comfort but instruction as I needed to keep her present and keep her focused on something other than the fear. I told her Elara was with us and we were almost there. She asked what kind of poison it was and I told her we would find out in sixty seconds. She was quiet for the rest of the corridor. *** The master healer's name was Corvin and he was sixty years old.

"This is insane." "This is science," Arabella corrected. "We're conducting an experiment. For your benefit." "And our entertainment," Zoe added. "But mostly your benefit." I should have said no. I should have told them this was a terrible idea and hung up and gone to bed. But there was a part of me, a small, curious part that I didn't want to examine too closely, that actually wanted to know. Wanted to see if I could make him react. If I could crack that perfect control he wore like armor.

But due to the appearance of the lady boss, I had thought Draco was changing, but it seems he was still the feared devil in the underworld. I could already hear the heart wrenching screams as soon as we got out of the elevator and entered the corridor, making our way to the room at the end of the hallway. The pungent smell of blood and sweat and rotten body parts due to wounds on some of the prisoners that were left untreated filled our nostrils, but Draco seemed unfazed as he took calculated and controlled steps towards the door. Draco made his way to the huge chair that was reserved for him anytime he came around to watch and sat down like a king. Only that he looked like the king of hell.

The Dhampir and his crew were still their issues but with one of their greatest nemesis free, they had no other choice than to retaliate. "Summon the mage!" Corvinus ordered. Lady Sif and Dracula were perplexed "What?" Corvinus turned at them "This won't take time, Kudlak is free, the Dhampir is still alive, William has turned against us, what else could go wrong? The heaven falling down on us?" He roared in rage while they stare at him in patience "Summon the mage!" He repeated and they nodded. ☆☆☆☆☆ Violetwall Cemetery

She turns around and, with a movement of her arm, she dissolves the protection shield, approaching me to support me. “Here, my love,” she says, holding my shaking frame by my arm as she helps me reach a couch to sit down. “Careful.” Kai let go of his brother, lifting a brow. “What is that?” “A paralysing spell,” Corvina explains as she straightens back up after arranging a few pillows for me. “Wow,” Kai chuckles, putting his fists to his sides. “What a weakling.” Corvina walks back to Kai, shaking her head. “No, it shouldn’t work on you guys.”

She steps slightly forward. “Minthe . . . I knew you were unhappy with the mating ceremony being delayed, but conspiring with rogues? Working with the very criminals who attack our borders . . . that really isn't something I expected from you. To put the entire pack in danger just out of spite . . .” The infirmary goes quiet. Corvin doesn’t look up from what he’s doing, but his hands slow slightly. Two orderlies near the back cabinet find their shoes suddenly very interesting.

― Albus Dumbledore, Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire M E Y W A N G | The Asian Potterhead "I am not your friend, Hunter. I do not think we could ever be friends considering the only reason I made acquaintances with you is so that I could use you." This was not what I had planned to say to him but since the words had come out, there was no point in taking them back. I hated to see the pain reflected in his dark eyes, how his smile faltered until it was gone without a trace.

“I took the drink from a passing servant. The drink tasted normal at first. The room began to spin and the music became distant. I told you and Alastair I needed to go to the restroom. That is when Corvin appeared. The door blocked my way to leave so he began to ask me strange questions about my relationship with the kings who keep me close because of my special qualities. He grabbed my arm when I tried to leave. I was so dizzy I could barely stand. Lucien arrived and took me away. He brought me back here and locked the door. I do not remember much after that except the kings were here later. Varynia listened to my story while her anger increased to the point that her face became red. She le