Harry Potter Fanfiction Arcturus Black Wizengamot Novels & Stories

Stumbling back, I crouched down, ready to attack, “What in the name of Loki are you doing? Go now before I change my mind and kick you, sorry little ass!” Arcane stood between us, blocking my view of her, and his eyes bored into mine. His fingertips had turned to long black talons, and almost black eyes focused only on me. Why the fucking hell did his beast interfere in this!?

I hadn’t gone through the trouble of making Arwyn my partner just to have half the hunt join us. As if on cue, Sirius Black rode by, casting a sly glance in my direction. "I do hope we work side by side, Your Grace," he said with a smile before riding ahead. I clenched my fists tightly on the reins, struggling to keep my frustration in check. What should have been a simple hunt with Arwyn was quickly spiraling out of control. I had to find a way to get things back on track—or risk losing the chance to spend time with her altogether.

The scent of the rosemary lamb from the kitchen now smelled like rotting meat. "I won't sign," Phineas whispered, his voice gaining a frantic edge. "I can't. Arthur, I’m—" "I, Arthur Blackwood, Alpha of the Blood Moon Pack," Arthur’s voice boomed, vibrating in Phineas’s very marrow, "hereby reject you, Phineas Vale, as my mate and Luna. I sever the bond. I cast you out." The air vanished.

"Leave this place quickly." "We'll wait for you at the Dragon Realm," Darcus replied. From the corner of my eye, I saw Alice covered in blood, her body pale, as Archer carried her away. The sadness within me intensified. I couldn't save Alice and her child. I had failed. Jerry punched me hard, snapping my attention back to my enemies, and I staggered back. I retaliated by delivering a powerful kick to Jerry's abdomen, sending him flying, crashing into the wall. The other warlocks tried to stop me, but I used my black magic fire, which surrounded me like a cloak of wrath and pain. The fire engulfed the warlocks who dared to challenge me.

Arthur giggles hearing me say that. “I should’ve known that you won’t satisfied with me. I am the one who is missing you, I really want you to get back and pay your losing bet” he laughs so hard and I throw a pillow at him. I was hoping he’ll forget about that bet. A day after arrived in this village, he and I made a bet about who will be the first to be involved in the love affair here, at that time I held Kathy's name, while Arthur held Anneth. And now it was clear that it was Anneth who had a chance to have a scandal with Dave. My defeat required me to accept all of Arthur's orders for 3 days. I don't think it's going to be difficult, considering that Arthur also always wakes up at 1 pm s

It was more terrible that what they have thought. The Grand Arch Wizard had fixed a chain to the gates of the realm. The black chain was exuding a deathly mahò. It was not the mahò these wizling’s were used too; it was the kind that was suffocating. The black chain was connected to his wrist, bounding him to the magic circle drawn in his feet. The circle was gleaming and sparks were continually materializing from it. The Wizard smiled at Harlequin who was standing on the head of his spirits. “The goddess of the wind trusts you so much that she sends you alone in the battlefield to die,” he mockingly said in disguise of a concerned tone.

“Go on.” “I heard you have a black witch,” Charles revealed, Dorian eyes widened in alarm. “Relax, I'm not threatening you,” Charles chuckled. “Let's bring Arthur back from the dead.” “Charles, we can't use black magic,” Amelia disagreed. “Since the elders want to play dirty, let's play dirty.” Dorian nodded in agreement. “For Arthur.” Charles straightened up, his head raised in confidence. “For Arthur.”

Leon raised Owen face and wipe the tears on his eyes as he said. "Once we get married, there's no running away, no hiding, and most especially... No more ARCANUM.." He landed a sweet kiss on Owen's lips when the one he only love nodded his head. ~~~~~~~~~THE END~~~~~~~~ Author wants to thank those readers who never stopped reading it until this time. For my editor. And for Lord who never stopped giving me ideas. I love you all!!

They labeled me as a black-hearted girl, incapable of ruling and only destined to sow discord among the villagers. Their words shattered my spirit. The absence of parental love can be a cruel burden. What blossomed in my heart was a garden of resentment, pain, sorrow, and hatred. I decided to cook them a delightful meal, infused with my unique 'Die Immediately Spell Potion,' and invited them to dine with me. As they savored their lunch, I erupted into laughter, watching their confusion until I finally revealed, “The black-hearted girl says RIP to you.” Their eyes widened in horror, mouths agape as life slipped from them.

Alpha Cole recited the spell and Arya did the spell, a bright bolt slowly appeared in Arya's hands, and immediately she threw it at the Luthus, causing the Luthus to completely vanish into thin air. “Is it dead?” Rachel asked “No, it will come back again” Arya replied going to hug Rachel. “I know black magic is against my coven beliefs but…” she paused as she locked eyes with Arya. “Can you teach me black magic?”