Harry Potter Fanfiction Arcturus Black Is Angry Mga Nobela at Kwento

He can't talk nonsense every time and I can't let him insult me without any reason. "Watch your tone, Aurora." He said coldly. I was about to say something when the kitten meowed, looking at me with puppy eye. Both of our heads turned to her. "What the fuck is that?" Artemis scoffed, now fully angered. "I got her in the garden. She was sacred and wounded. She had nowhere to go in this cold weather." I quickly answered, grabbing the kitten and hiding her in my chest. "You know that I don't like pets. How dare you bring some little thing in my house. Throw it out immediately." He said as if it was some ugliest trash.

Aliyaah said confused. Letting out a sigh "They are," Francis replied as he went upstairs. The next thing happened so fast,in the blink of an eye Aliyaah's Head was cut off alongside laila's. "Uh," Emma said trembling. "And you little boy , you won't be killed my me,"Aurora said. She was a black witch from the south empire,she was present in the council meeting disgused as a white witch. She had followed Francis home. Ava who was watching from the kitchen made sure to cry in silence to prevent getting caught by the dark witch.

Hemming seemed to be too drunk and stupid to realize that he was in the presence of a predator. “You!” His voice was raspy and slurred, and I could see blood running down the side of his face as well. “I won’t let you stop me this time, brat! This isn’t school! You hold no power over me anymore!” Mr. Hemming’s nonsensical murmurs did nothing to dissipate my anger. However, it made me regret my decision of not going back that day and finishing him off while I still had the chance. Because if he had been dead, then Aurora wouldn’t have been like this today.

His expression turned grim as he looked at Arista. “Little wolf, could your movements be any slower?” Hearing his voice, Arista raised her head in astonishment. “Big demon... why are your eyes turning black?” Arista carefully examined Levi from top to bottom, noticing not only his eyes turning black but also a significant decrease in his domineering aura. It seemed like... “Big demon, have lightning has lightning struck you?” Arista asked in bewilderment, only to receive Levi’s stony gaze.

“Fuck, that burn is everything…” When he met Lucian's judgemental stare, he frowned, “I don't like that look in your eyes. He looked at me the same way while I was playing with my pet…” Artemis shut his eyes, feeling the rage flow through him. “I want to make him bleed so bad…” “Is there a specific reason you hate this person you speak of?” Lucian asked, out of pure curiosity. Artemis was the one who possessed all the qualities worth hating, yet he didn't even hate him, and the brat was here, talking about making him bleed?

Darius strode in first as his eyes took in the blood, my shaking form on the bed, and Luna standing stiffly beside it. “What the fuck happened here?” he demanded. Before I could speak, another presence filled the doorway. It was Malrik Blackfang. The room seemed to shrink around him as his gaze swept over the scene. Luna turned to him immediately. “She insulted me.” I stared at her in disbelief. “You liar! You insulted me and all I wanted was to leave.” “She humiliated me. She forgot she’s a slave,” Luna lied smoothly. Darius stepped forward. “That’s enough, Luna.”

Somewhere out there, he was close—or perhaps just a presence she could feel but not see. A sudden snap of a branch jolted her attention. Her heart pounded in her chest as a rogue wolf emerged from the shadows, larger than the one from the previous night. Its fur was black as midnight, eyes glowing with malice, teeth bared. A low growl vibrated through the mist, and Aria’s chest tightened instinctively.

No matter how many times she tried to shake it, the image of her pack burning wouldn’t leave. And when she’d told the girls about it during brunch, she saw the way they went quiet. The way their gazes darkened with understanding. Because they knew what she did. That it wasn’t just a dream. Before she could sink further into thought, a shadow passed over the table. “May I steal her for a moment?” came a familiar voice—low and commanding. Aurora’s heart jumped. King Aries stood at the edge of the stone path, dressed in black, his expression unreadable. But his eyes were fixed on her.

Arthur's eyes landed on me first, his pupils contracting to pinpoints before Marcus Blackclaw stepped into his path, blocking his view. "Alpha Moonstone," Marcus greeted with false cordiality, "it's been difficult to get a meeting with you." Arthur's face darkened, his Alpha presence filling the room like a physical force. The air grew heavy with his power, making it even harder for me to breathe. "Release her," he demanded, his voice dangerously low.

I dropped my pen on the table and looked up at her, “Barging into my office is one offense, and asking me to send for Elijah is a bigger offense, and I won't tolerate it.” “Aurora hasn't been eating and drinking anything; she isn't even sleeping; all she does is stare outside the window,” Diana said, “If you don't do something immediately, then she will starve to death.” “Then let her starve to death!” I banged my fist on the table and stood up from the chair, “I will bury her corpse!” “Tristan!!” “Diana!!” My chest heaves up and down out of anger, “How do you expect me to see the woman I love in another man's arms? How am I supposed to grant her something so hurtful?”