Harry Potter Doxy Novels & Stories

The main character of the story has made her entry. Many secrets are going to reveal soon and also don't forget Harry is not your typical Male lead who can't use his brain. He's extremely smart and cunning. I don't know but Harry is my favourite Male lead till now after him you can say I prefer Xander. But Harry's character is just everything. He doesn't feel anything but when he does he feels it with his everything. If he loves he loves madly but if he hates then he hates venomously too. So beware.

Harry's answer caught my attention. Harry talked about Sora's aura. He was the only one who could talk about it so openly without asking for anything in return. Harry was a hybrid, born with the power of a werewolf and druid mixed together in his blood. I turned around to look at him. “What do you mean? No one's aura can change. Didn't you say that when we were in the academy? You said it to her when she was convinced that she could change her aura by training hard.” I asked Harry, my tone was laced with my anger.

Henry tried to offer Harry some comfort. Yet, Harry seemed disconnected and rooted in his kneeling posture. Felix then approached them from the side as Henry was deliberating on what could be done. Henry sensed that perhaps Felix was the only one who could reach Harry at this moment. "Daddy," Felix uttered softly and stood next to Harry. Harry showed the first signs of response to Felix's voice as his bloodshot eyes turned toward him. The marks of his intense bowing were stark against his forehead and would distress anyone that laid eyes on him.

I roll my eyes and elbow Bellamy in the ribs. “Sure.” Harry answers, waving around his right hand which is still clutching what I can now see is a shiny glass bottle full of something purple. “Incubi delivery service. Where we always deliver the whole package.” He says with a wink. I groan. “That was terrible Harry.” I complain. “I could try another one. You would be surprised how many lines I can come up with using the word ‘package.’ Harry offers. “Please don’t” Bellamy says dryly.

"She's pregnant, Harry." Harry went still. His face was blank. Indianna could tell he was having an internal battle. His eyes were changing from black to normal colour. "Are you sure?" "Yes," Indianna whispered. "Harry-" "Respectfully, Indie, fuck off," Harry growled. "Because I'm going to punch something and I would not like it to be you." "Harry-" "I will hurt you if you don't leave!" Harry shouted. His eyes were fully black. His wolf was taking over. "Indianna, get out of my sight. Now!"

"What is this energy, it's making me fucking weak. Who is he? Is he a fox too?" "Fox? Fox doesn't live here. Is this girl crazy?" Hiro asked. Mune and I looked at each other, both confused. "What did you do to her?" Mune asked. "What? I didn't do anything," Hiro responded. "Stop it, Mune. He has nothing to do with this," I said. Hiro suddenly clung to me. Jennie's fox bead glows from the inside and begins to growl. She's getting so weak. "Shit."

“Enough of that. Let’s talk about you and Ms. Doyle. Have you wondered why she isn’t admitting that she’s Chameleon Fox? That’s just another alias of hers. Her true identity is Imogen Doyle, a young lady of the Doyle family. “She wants you to fall in love with Imogen instead of treating her as Fox. Although she’s also Fox, that isn’t her original self but simply an identity created through makeup. “If you two were to get married, you’d have to spend the rest of your lives as husband and wife. Ms. Doyle can’t possibly live with you as Chameleon Fox forever. She has already returned to her family. She’s no longer going on adventures with her teacher as Sugar either. “Everyone knows her as Imog

I drank it all in one swift movement. Jason, I wouldn't beg for your love again. I was going to love myself. So… Why are you the one who ended up regretting it? ... I looked at the crystal vial in my hand. The pale, pink liquid shimmered inside, giving off a scent that was both mesmerizing and dangerous. This was the legendary Love Potion, the forbidden magic of our world of Werewolves. Drink it, and the target would have "love" etched deep into their soul for seven years.

He inhaled the delicious scent, trying to locate the source. Weird, thought Alexander. He used the portal most of the time but never felt that way. The strange feeling he was getting from inhaling the delicious scent intrigued him. He had to find the person. So, he took off running, following the scent like a Bloodhound. Soon, he ended up standing in front of Hertford Manor. Alexander peeked at the front yard, seeing a petite girl, her dark brown hair reaching to her waist. She was looking at the bright full moon, so he was unable to see her face. Her pale fists were curved into a ball; as if she was mired in deep thought.

He whispered next to my ear, giving a warning tone. "You take that back!" Seth snarled with disbelief. "Harry Potter is one of the most franchised fantasy novels turn two awesome films of the century." "Yeah, but why would a wizard who can't fight in combat only with a glow-in-the-dark stick cast magic when you can have a hunky werewolf or a very seductive vampire." I heard a low growl behind me as Logan stuck his gun on my rear. That is no gun. "Logan, please make your girl stop."