روايات وقصص ضمن Harry Potter Dementor Powers Fanfiction

"So, my dear friend, why now? Do you not have all the power that you desire?" "Damien, the moment that Dagon came to tell me about this supernatural world and all the power, I could no even think of rejecting his proposal." "Well, I do understand the power, but have you seen some of these creatures you shall rule over?" "No need, I was going to destroy them once I shoved you down the Devil's Trap." "You do realize that there are consequences if you alter a spell?"

Said D2. “What was that power you were using to make the guy kill himself?” Sekora asked. “It’s called Geoss, it lets me control peoples minds, I inherited it from my father ” Said D2 looking disgusted at these words. “The evil man, right?” asked Sekora. Mmhm.” Said D2 nodding her head. “So, what other powers you got?” asked Sekora, moving her hands as she talked. “I’m a witch, so I can use the other elements just like you and also, just like you, mine needs work.” D2 replied.

I was the one to draw the circle, channel my power, and summon the demon. The piece of chalk in my hand glowed blue. Ordinary chalk, used by students everywhere, yet I put so much of my power inside it that the pentagram flashed with fire as soon as I started to draw it. I'm not sure how to put it; my necromancer's gift, my magic power, and my half-demon nature poured out of my fingers, soaking the chalk, sliding across the lines, which were coming to life right before our very eyes.

Daisy demanded. "After she handled me to Lora to be doing her biddings, she left. According to her, Lora isn't the only child she wants. We haven't heard from her for years now, but only Lora knows how you summon her. Please Daisy no matter how heartless I am, I can never hurt a human. I needed powers but not to use it against the humans, I was deceived, please free me, I am tried of been controlled." Dementia said almost in tears Daisy flew so close to her and touched Dementia hair, truly she felt the dark magic. She wasn't lying.

"You were dying, Demetrius! I saw it!" "And who told you I wanted to be saved by you?" I stepped toward her, looming over her. I hated the way she shrank back, but I didn't stop. "Do you have any idea what you've done? You’ve turned me into a debtor. You’ve tied your magic to the crown. You think this is a fairy tale? You think we just ride off into the sunset?" "No, I—" "You’re a child," I spat. "You’re a girl playing with powers she doesn't understand. You talk about love like it's a bandage. It's not. It's a chain. And I will not be chained to a healer from the woods."

The figure gasped—and the voice sounded familiar. “Lysan— it's me.” Lysan froze. The light went back on and Lysan saw the figure. It was Dyleon. Dyleon stared up at him, wide eyed, his hands raised up in surrender. “Put the knife down,” Dyleon whispers. “Please.” Lysan didn't move away or drop the knife. “You have a key to my room. Why?” “I have a key to every room. I'm the student prefect.” Dyleon's voice shook terribly as he spoke. “I was asked to do a head count of every student in the dorm, and I heard you tossing and turning. I came to check on you.”

I had to move fast. I turned through the pages of the spell book with shaky hands until I finally settled on what I was searching for. “Thrakos, Demon of the Underworld, Lord of Hell,” I whispered, my fingers tracing the forbidden verse. “He who commands the forbidden flames of the devil's domain,” my voice grew louder, desperation etched in my eyes, "I call thee, Thrakos. I summon thee to the mortal realm. Kneel before–” The sound of thunder cracking cut me short before I could complete my words. The ground began to rumble and the circle I had engraved on the ground expanded outwards as dark smoke clouded the entire place.

She flinched at my words and swallowed, coming closer, pushing her boobs almost to my face and I stared at her without flinching. “Try harder, I won't fuck you witch!” “Ugh! Why are you all so stiff?” She groaned and pulled her hair. “Try Draven, he's the most soft hardened person I know.” “I'll rather die!” She shrieked in horror and I turned to leave. “Wait! I can make Vladimir lose his powers in a blink and for a moment. That way, he won't have to seduce or have the time to think about your mate because he'll be so occupied.”

“We’re not here to fight. She’s here to help.” The demon scoffed, his lips curling into a sneer as his dark eyes flickered with impatience. “Help? Do you think a mere human can be of any help to me? Please, stop this nonsense before I lose my patience.” His voice dripped with disdain, each syllable sharpened by his growing irritation. “Ray, she's an Oneiromancer.” Damien sighed, running a hand through his hair before dropping the revelation like a stone into still water.

I answered, trying to act calm even though h was far from it. I was a nervous wreck and my legs were shaking in fright. "When I found Damien, he wanted the vela Harmento and from what I heard, it was to use it to cure the witch in their pack," I said, not daring to lift my test why also helped in keeping me calm. "I also heard something important," I said and went on, "The witch left some of her dark powers on me during our last encounter. Because id that, the man who had possessed her would be able to possess me too."