Harry Potter Dementor Powers Fanfiction Novels & Stories

Debby pleaded with tears already falling off her face, her heart palpitating in a hard way. "Did you think my two sisters were not innocent yet your father killed them? Two young precious and lovely girls died before my very eyes. I watched Broderick slaughter my mother as if she's a ram and for my father, he killed him slowly in the most brutal way ?" He said and took his hand off her chin. Hard veins could be seen in his neck and his forehead, "I'm Harry Vernon! the demon of Darkwood! The most powerful man in Asia! I have destroyed every single soul who came against me in the past. I let them beg for death."

He wanted to exert his strength to break free, but he was surprised to find that his power was suppressed and he could not use it at all. "Chu the Devil, let go of me... Let go of me... I'm not going..." Old Harry flailed about like a chicken being strangled. He didn't want to face that terrifying level 5 demonic beast. Unfortunately, he couldn't free himself. He yelled at his trusted aids, "Are you dead? Stop this crazy man immediately." Harry's trusted aides got to their feet in a hurry, but their legs were shaking violently. Unable to stand steadily, they staggered after Chu Xun.

"After she led me back home, we started a friendship. Nothing ever got more intimate than that, but we were very close. She had a ghoul, a servant of sorts. Susan was the master of Fredric, her ghoul, and by giving him her blood, therefore immortality, he was tied to her as a servant." The days we spent together, talking, and chatting about everything and anything. She was really fun. She had black hair like mine, and we almost were twins, regarding all our other similar features. I also remember him. He was so quiet, and distant. When we did talk, he was very polite. You wouldn't have thought he could hurt a fly. But that's when you've fallen into his trap. "But one day, he revolted. I was

"Do you think that I would let anyone else take such a powerful mate when I could make her mine?" At that, the spell was broken. He didn't want me or my soul. He wanted my power. It was just like my Aunt had said. My parents kept everything from me and somehow bound my powers because they didn't want me on the opposite team. Demetri wants to do the same thing. He wants me on his side, but only for my abilities. He doesn't want to worry about anyone else having me by their side, having my powers at their disposal.

he orders. “Understood, My Lord.” The innkeeper has been hypnotized. As a Lycan-Vampire hybrid, Dmitri has inherited powers from both of his parents. His mother was a skilled hypnotist and he got this particular gift from her. For years, he has been using this power to hypnotize others to protect his identity and even used it on Stefan to stop him from remembering the night of the auction when Dmitri rescued Roseanne.

I just needed a fix to calm me down, to push the shadows that screamed and shrieked at me to let them out so that they might feed. Tears fell from my eyes, and I kept shaking my head hoping the voices would disperse if I did. I sniffed and slowly raised my eyes up to Tade's television. I could see my eyes, an unnatural eerie purple, and my hands, consumed with unharmful purple and blue flames. I didn't know what to do to hold them back. Even worse I could see my shadows reeling out of my body at their own will and there was little I could do to stop them. "Fuck you!" I yelled at the demon staring back at me from the television, and grabbed the TV remote by my side and threw the thing at my t

He waves my excuse away and says, “Not a problem, love. I’m used to muggles being surprised by my gorgeous face.” At first, I think he’s serious, but then I realize his reference to a popular children’s book and laugh out loud. “Yeah, I’m sure that’s it.” I joke back. Once everyone is properly comfortable, we get to the more serious matter of why we’re here. Creighton gestures to the large leather book he was reading and points to a section. “Okay, so this is what I’ve gleaned from the murder and your visions. There is a very powerful spell called the Potestatem Vitae Mortem. Loosely translated, it means power over life and death. However, this is not just to gain power over life and death b

"What do you mean, my lord?" Damien closed his eyes. The aura around him became extremely eerie. Gradually, his black hair turned snow-white, and the length of his hair also exceeded his shoulders. Reddish veins appeared on the surface of the muscles all over his body up to his neck, and Damien's eyes turned pitch black. Damien set his sights on Ginny. "[... They don't know yet that I have this power. And I don't want to reveal this power of mine in front of them. I want them to let their guard down when the time comes for me to completely destroy all of them. ...]"

''Well, because of your nightmare actually'' My eyes widen "what! but how-'' ''I could tell, you made it obvious last night'' he grinds ''and I saw you and that horrible image of your mum'' I start to panic ''Is-is it real?'' ''it's okay, everything's fine, you're just being drawn by demons'' ''Demons?'' I asked confused ''Well yeah, you don't think you possessing so much power means you're demon-free right? do you? you're like the main target, now that you're exposing your powers they'll come your way, to have you as their possession, to turn you to the dark side" ''Da-dark side?, what do you mean, demons?, shit you're scaring me'' I can literally hear my heart beating

Harry replied,his voice fierce. He was seriously trying to fontrol his painful erection in the moment. No matter what,he will never beg her,he will never allow her see him pained. "You are a mess,are you sure you don't need me to clean up your mess" she whispered miserably, more dread filled Harry's eyes. He hate this...he hate this so much. "Never ever!!. That dream in which you see me begging you is called a nightmare" Harry managed to see amidst his painful errection..