روايات وقصص ضمن Harry Potter Dementor Powers Fanfiction

He drawled, stepping closer until he was mere inches from me. I glared at him, my heart pounding in fear but my resolve unshaken. I had tried countless times over the past week to use my powers, to create even the smallest spark of hope. But Daimon’s realm suppressed them entirely, leaving me feeling helpless. Daimon leaned in, his lips curling into a sinister grin. "The time has come," He said ominously, his voice low and dripping with menace. My breath caught, eyes widening in alarm. "What are you talking about?" She demanded, stepping back instinctively. Daimon’s eyes flicked to my stomach, and his smile grew even more wicked.

She answered. Dexter sighed in relief. “Alright. I'm ready to give my soul to you. Just give me unmeasurable power so no one would be able to defeat me.” He requested. “With pleasure,” She stood up and started doing some incantations. She made him kneel and started dancing all around him. When she was done, she bent to his level and placed her hand on his chest. Her eyes were closed and as she muttered incoherent words, Dexter felt something leaving his body and all of a sudden, he felt empty. It didn't take five minutes and just like a jolt of electricity, he felt immense power course through his veins.

“You owe me a door.” “I don’t owe you shit,” she sneers. “You stole from me.” “Did you send your little kitten to follow me, witch?” Her answering smile is totally unnerving–delirious, like she’s possessed by a blood-hungry demon of old. I lick my lips, smirking down at her while she tries to catch her breath with me pressing her into the floor. “Why don’t you use your powers on me? I know you have them.” “It wouldn’t be a fair fight.”

The thought of my mom being in this drawer broke my heart into pieces ,I just couldn't stop thinking about it . I will never forgive that woman no matter what it was,I really don't care but I will not forgive her . "Are you okay Dora ,I have noticed you for the past few days and you have been behaving so strange and staring Into space ,are you sure that there's something that you wouldn't love to share with me Dora . "Let's just end it here harry ,I don't think that I can hold on for long " "End what's "he asked, staring at me like he was asking me to repeat myself .

Damien replied, his lips smiling hopefully as he went back to workaholic mode. Aurora Collins was not a human, but an enchantress. She had bewitched Damien so badly that if he needed to work, he had to impel her distracting thoughts in the furthest corner of his mind. With a bit of struggle Damien managed to drive her thoughts away and work tirelessly. He attended three meetings online and checked several emails which were important. He was preparing to go on another meeting online when the door of his cabin was set agape and plodded inside a smirking Peter Dursely.

They didn't even react to what I said. I couldn't stand it anymore. I decided to change into the most ugly thing ever. Also, I could use my demon powers fully. Not that I cant use them when I look like a human but changing my look gives me full access to my powers. One of the demons manipulated a chair to hit the other but I caught the chair at once and threw it straight back at him. It managed to knock him down . The other demon was about throwing twelve bottles towards his opponents at once by manipulating the bottles but I stopped him half way and the bottles fell on him. He fell to the ground.

He picked the pen from the nightstand and began to draw little cartoons on her bandage before signing his name and smiling. "You know, I always had power, but this... this is something else. I can see time. Can you believe that? It's like a giant shifting Rubix cube." Damien smiled. "Well, I have things to do. I have no doubt you'll be crawling back to me soon enough. Maybe I'll let you bear my offspring. You will be the most hated woman on the face of the Earth." With that horrifying threat, he got up. Belle could feel the dread creeping in with every step he took away from her.

' I screamed and gritted my teeth. "You won't be able to use your powers. Not with silver and wolfsbane in your system. You know, for someone who has heightened senses and an intelligent mind, you sure are stupid and slow to not see this coming. You're too easy." He laughed wickedly at the end. Tears formed in my eyes and I grunted in pain when I moved. I looked up at him. "Why??" I whispered with a weak voice as my vision started to blur. "Wh-why are y-you doing th-this. Harry? Why are you with Dylan? He's a traitor and a bastard!"

When you have seen as much of life as I have, you will not underestimate the power of obsessive love. ~Albus Dumbledore, The half-blood prince. •• Noor sat besides her father, watching the gentle rise and fall of his chest, the steady beeping of the monitors, a background noise that seemed to dull the white noise within her head.

He was either taking me to the wrong place deliberately or waiting for me to lower my guard, so it could try to feed on me. "How long have you been here?" I asked. "A thousand years." He answered. "Have you heard of the demon king?" I asked seriously. "Of course who hasn't? He is the only one with the power to command any form of dark Spirit, soul, or creature. His magic is very strong, and he is greatly feared. But I heard from some wandering souls that he was slowly losing his powers. Is that true?" He asked. "No," I answered. There was no way I was going to tell him the truth. He would not only tell the other spirits, but he could also put the king's life in danger.