Harry Potter Darker Novels & Stories

Both wanted power that wouldn't be handed to them very soon. He spoke of Livna they way he always does. She misses me dearly, wish I would visit her more. An endless tirade of why I never went to stay in Lux with her. My visits to them were few and far in between. Livna would never stop bombarding me about why I should be proclaimed her heir instead. How I should get out of the darkness and join the light. What she didn't know, what no one knew, was that my darkness ran further than me being Caligo. It ran to the very roots of my soul. Sometimes it plagued me to no end to know that I was capable of more than everyone thought. Cold-blooded murder being one of the many things. At Lux, people w

Harry needed her, and she needed him. When Anna turned at last to meet ruddy Harry, there was no glimmer of tears, not in his eyes or track marks on his reddening face. His face was restrained, harsh, dangerous. At that moment she knew he was already far elsewhere. Once more he becomes worthless. His mind had no grayscale, only the polar extremes existed. Just darkness and the notion of killing someone and Anna knew if he won't stop he'll kill her. A moment later, Anna brought out in a deep breath. The burning hard stare would last only as long as it took Harry to think of the most cutting thing he could to tear his fear away. And after that Harry could kiss his fears goodbye.

He was the same man who had surrendered for killing Harry Aiden. A sickening thought settled in. Has he always been a pawn of the Darklord? It all made sense now. This wasn’t about some random group of hypnotizers. It was a cover-up, orchestrated by the Darklord. Instead of reversing Jade’s spell—the spell that wiped the town’s memory of the supernatural—he sent his pawns to take the fall. He could have easily brought back their memories, along with all the chaos and fear that came with them. But instead, he chose to hide everything under this lie, using the hypnotizers as scapegoats.

I spoke up, earning multiple curses from my friends and family. "They're known as Darklings, vampires who do not possess a concrete bloodline from the Original Royal Family. Most of them are turned humans who have been corrupted by blood lust and a lack of the seal that imprints itself on every Vampire turned by one who is of true lineage blood. It seems the Dark Mages have altered them even more, corrupted their minds and enhanced their abilities to make them more dangerous than they usually are....Those foolish children. They shall pay for their error and for trying to alter goddess Hekate's laws."

“Selene and Hecate regrouped and realized there wasn’t enough balance among the abilities of the Menae. So Selene had ten more daughters. She called them the Mavri Magea.” “The Dark.” “Yes. Dark Magic is the literal translation. Hecate employed Persephone and Hades to give them abilities to counteract the rest of the Menae. To keep them in place if they got out of control again.” She pauses and twists her fingers. “The darker the dark, the lighter the light.” Something about the phrase hits my heart. “That’s pretty… deep.”

I’m not sure I can stay for that, but where else can I turn? “I wish to speak with you, Alpha. I have an offer for you concerning the girl you seek,” a man spoke as he stepped forward. He slowly pulled his hood off, revealing his malice features. He had wavy hair that hung just above his shoulder, connecting to his scruff beard. His hair was peppered with gray streaks, showing his age alone with the light wrinkles. His thick eyebrows furrowed over his dark eyes as he continued to wait for Elliot’s reply. I could feel the power of this man from way up here. It intimidated me enough to want to take a step back, but I controlled myself. The dark red cloaks they wore told me they were all powerf

He locked himself away in a dark room until a hooded figure appeared and offered him unlimited power. His love for her was so deep that he chose the dark path and became a Dark Sorcerer just so he could live long enough to protect her. The vision jumped to a hidden cottage in the middle of the woods. I saw my mother carrying a two-year-old baby girl. Me. At first, Mum hesitated because of how drastically Dorian had changed. I could feel it too—the handsome teenager had turned into a gaunt and gloomy adult. Mum noticed the mark of darkness on the back of Dorian’s hand, the mark every Dark Sorcerer possessed. While still carrying me, Mum unleashed her fire magic to attack Dorian.

Finally, he let out a deep sigh. “ Okay, I know you might have noticed he's been acting strangely, and I think it's time I explained what's going on." He said “Yeah, I've been really confused. Some hours ago, he was sweet and kind, and the now, he's... terrifying." I said “I understand why you'd find it confusing. The thing is, Harry has what's called dissociative identity disorder. He has two distinct personalities: one is gentle and caring, while the other is... darker." He finally said and my eyes widened

His words felt like nails scratching in my head, increasing my irritation and anger both, “You are dumber than me. Do you really think that you can get to Alessio by harming me?” Harry shook his head with a wide grin, “No. He is going to lose his mate to a tragedy. Then maybe he will go mad. Maybe he will go in depression. Whatever the case will be, we will enjoy it and have fun.” “Oh my god…” I groaned, cringing, “seriously? Do you think this is some kind of TV drama where you can take over the reign of a nation by killing a girl that hero is paired with?” Harry narrowed his eyes. “You don’t need to be concerned about that.”

There will be good people too. Out of all the stories that she read in her life. Harry Potter was the one that's close to her heart. She could relate to that main character because she's living with an obnoxious caretaker. Rathi wished to have magic powers like Harry and wanted everlasting friends like Ron and Hermione. The thing that inspires the most in the book is how Harry finds the light in his dark path. Then life has taught her that it occurs only in the fantasy world. Her path has no light at all and she embraced the dark. She used to love dark and silence. It's peaceful than the fuss in the light. Even darkness has a bright side, which she identified after living in it.