Harry Potter Creates An Army Fanfiction Novels & Stories

They were on large papers everyone could see from their side of the table. “...are called The Unbidden Army. Created using extremely dark sorcery and they are a hybrid of Wolves and Vampires. We have confirmed that there is a certain vampire leading this army against us. Against me in particular. His target is me and whatever I love, which extends to this pack. We have never lost a war, and I don't intend to allow this vampire create a new record for himself. We would fight against this Unbidden Army and we would win. I appreciate the measures you all have put in place. The new armies formed. The sleepless nights and long months of training. I believe we're ready to take on whatever is broug

I said trying to check his body for any wounds. "Sis, am fine," Harry replied with a light smile. Harry had joined the army before my father was killed. Unlike Andrew, he had always loved fighting so my father thought it would be good if he was with the army. He was the only one who wasn't demoted to a slave after my father was killed as Alpha Kaine thought he would serve well in the army. "Sis, Andrew told me you were planning on escaping from the pack," Harry suddenly said jolting me out of my thoughts.

The creatures remained silent, their twisted forms still, hanging on his every word, their loyalty absolute. “And this time, we shall rule the world,” he said, his voice rising, filled with a dark, unyielding promise that seemed to shake the very ground beneath them. The army erupted in agreement, their roars and growls a chaotic, deafening chorus of devotion, their voices rising in a wave that echoed his command. As their cries filled the air, thunder cracked violently across distant regions, black clouds forming suddenly overhead, a sign of the power he wielded. The dark lord tilted his head upward, his hollow eyes fixed on the sky, a satisfied, devilish grin spreading wider across his ske

"Indifference and neglect often do much more damage than outright dislike." — Albus Dumbledore, Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix * H U N T E R J O N E S | The Lovestruck Bad Boy It had been a really good day. I had gotten to spend time with Mey, helping her with homework and telling her my life story. I let out a dreamy sigh, which made me look like Ron after he accidentally drank the love potion. Except that I didn't need a love potion to be crazy about Mey.

The next day at midnight, Harper stood by Wyatt’s side and watched the grassland ahead. An army of thousands of werewolves was getting ready to go. They wore leather armor, wore silver crescent badges, and had blood and hormones flowing in their bodies, making them awe-inspiring. Harper looked at Wyatt beside her. The black leather jacket fitted his curves. She mocked herself for thinking that Wyatt was just a member of Nightmare. He looked like the calm, elegant king he was supposed to be. Wyatt took a step forward and spoke loudly to the army, “I didn’t want to start a war, but the bears wanted to stretch their dirty claws to our heart. Can you see such a thing happening?”

He throws his head back and laughs manically before his red eyes stare into mine. “This is the army you think will save you. You will all die today. You included sister.” I snarl as Destinee steps forward, Aura on the surface. She stalks towards him when he moves faster and grips me around the throat. His claws pierce my skin. I don’t wince or move I look at him when Theo roars as he shifts into Atticus as he attacks Fenrir. I am flung as my back crashes into the packhouse. Roars echo around the pack lands. When I lift my head and see Fenrir lift his hands and portals open up around the packgrounds as his army step through. My eyes widen. The army doesn’t just consist of wolves. He has demon

— I wondered. —They won't dare, they don't know me yet, and they don't know what I am capable of, but they better not get in my way, I won't take any risk, be prepared in case we have to fight and tell them that I don't care if they have to kill them. When I was with Hannia in Paris, I created my army of sorcerers and people loyal to my cause. It didn't take long to gather the most faithful to my family, among them Magnus, my right hand.

One small motion And thousands obeyed. Damon lowered his hand. “Continue.” The army erupted back into motion. Training resumed. Commands shouted. Steel clashed. Like nothing had happened. But everything had. My throat felt dry. Damon turned toward me again. “What do you plan on doing with so many rogues.” “Create a new world order” His smile was faint. “Are you insane.” I almost couldn't believe my ear. He smiled a devilish smile "Perhaps". I looked back at the massive army filling the valley floor.

"At least we know they haven't mobilised yet." “That’s not all of it, Scarlett.” The scout – Harry – bowed his head respectfully. I still found it weird when they did that. “I’m afraid Ryker’s army is far bigger than we could ever have anticipated. Too big to just be the wolves of the Australian Realm. It seems that he’s corralled at least one other Realm, if not them both. We are outnumbered to such a degree that I couldn’t put a number on it, Alpha.”

If Harry could move his people that quickly, it means he has people hiding here. I’m scared to think about what could happen to Emma and Maddie. “Stop thinking the worst, Parker. You always do the damn same thing.” Fenrir tells me with a soft growl. “I can’t help but think the worst, Fenrir. Yourself saw the stupid things Harry does to people who are not loyal to him.” “Harry feels scared. Every day, there are more people defecting or plotting against him.” He goes on saying, “If our world knows which Emma exists and that there is already an heir to both kingdoms, there will be another civil war.”