Harry Potter Fanfiction Dark Harry Mga Nobela at Kwento

“Don’t be jealous, stupid, there’s nothing between me and Anika. But, judging by her behavior, will it? She talks like she has a right to you. Aiden let me go and didn't look pleased anymore. He shoved his hands into his trouser pockets and leaned back against the pillar behind him. - What do you want from me? I can't change this world, I can't change my magic. Someday I will marry a dark one, whether I like it or not. Nobody will ask my opinion. It may be years before this moment, but I don't want to waste a single minute of this time. I like you, Helen, I really like you. And I propose to spend this time together. I promise you won't regret it,” the dark one said heartily.

I think and decide on telling him some of the truth since I can't tell him all of the darkness ,atleast not yet. "Max. Max walker. That was his name . I loved him in college . He didn't even knew I existed since he was kinda the popular one and I was me. The one who people didn't notice until it was to start a rumor about me dating justin . Then one day ,boom , he asks me out for a dance on a party. I was so happy I nearly peed my pants. I danced with him and we had the time of our life that night. Soon by soon ,day by day he turned me into something different . Justin hated him since he said I am no longer me and i have lost my shine and I didn't listen to him and was so in love with max t

She caressed my cheek, This time something inside hit me to shut up, I gave up and shut my eyes before she insisted on me again. Slowly and steadily, I fell into the numbness of the dark fantasy. *** “Slow down, Liam.” I whimpered but he was uncontrollable. His body weighted on top of me and he was thrusting himself in me vigorously, it was harsh hits that scratched my cores, causing me to endure utter pain. “You love to fuck around, isn’t it? Have it then,” his hand squeezed my neck, strangling me to suffocate. This was his punishment, I knew it was coming, I saw that coming.

All he wanted was to get far away from Sarah and fast. "I wonder how your precious Summer would feel knowing you gave me this drug and even asked me to help you give it to her so you could ruin her relationship." Came Sarah's dark voice as Asher walked towards the door. Chill running down his spine, Asher slowly turned around to face Sarah once more. A smile sat on her face as she lazily ran a finger along the rim of her wine glass. "Are you threatening me?" Asher was working hard to remain calm as his mind screamed to rip apart the woman before him.

**Chapter 5: Claimed in the Shadows** Jack Blackwood’s mouth was relentless, devouring hers with a hunger that stole what little breath Sora had left. His hand gripped her thick waist, fingers digging possessively into the soft, yielding flesh that Melvin had always mocked. Instead of pulling away in disgust, Jack groaned low in his throat, pulling her even closer until her heavy breasts pressed firmly against his hard chest.

Brown said flatly. Harry's eyes nearly popped out. "WHAT?!" He remembered seeing Livia once-when Damian faked an illness just to call him over. "Brown, I swear, if this is a prank, I'm going to punch you. Livia? She's not even Damian's type!" "Take this lunatic out, Brown," Damian groaned. "He's giving me a headache." "Okay, Young Master," Brown said dutifully. "Wait! I'm not done!" Harry resisted. "You're seriously in love with a girl who doesn't even like you?! That's insane. I want to shake her hand just for saying no to you."

I feel the burning of the knife in my back. "I have saved your life, and you do this to me. It is shameful that you are such a fool. My spell will not die with me. You have to stand your death sentence. You will die with me here tonight. It is a very powerful spouse, and it cannot be removed unless I do it, and I won't do it cause you put a knife in my back," I say. I know I am dying slowly, but so is my murderer. I close my eyes, and I know I will feel no peace. I know there is no good place where dark witches can go. I also know that Harry will end up where I will be because we are not good creatures. We will end up in hell with all the dark gods. I do not know if I am happy or sad. I hear

Author's pov When Dante was first informed of the prince's visits to his pack, he felt insulted as to why someone he regarded as a child was here. But seated before Harry with their gaze locked, Dante could see something in his eyes, it was power. This prince was not just a child; there was darkness inside of him that was longing for power. Harry crossed his legs, a smirk curled through his lips before he spoke. “I want you to help me take out my brother!” He blurted out the words so freely, there was not even a hint of emotion in his eyes as he did.

He lied so smoothly, smiling seductively at he slid a hand up my thigh. Harry eyes were squinted at me for a moment before he let out a small, humorless chuckle. He swirled the champagne in his glass, relaxing back on his seat as three fully naked women suddenly emerged from behind him. I clenched my fist as I watched him touch them in the most inappropriate way. Looking at Dante, he wasn't any better. He just did a good job trying to hide his anger. I guess this was why he was really here. He must have gotten information that his little sister was among Harry's girls.

I figured I would just sleep on the chair until I knew the rules of this twisted game. I went to the kitchen for a glass of water, my hair pinned up in a messy bun. SLAM. The front door hit the wall with a violence that made me drop my glass. He was back. And even from the kitchen, I could feel the darkness radiating off him. Kiran walked in. He looked different—unstable. His eyes were bloodshot, glowing with a dark intensity that made my skin crawl. He walked straight toward me and, without a word, reached out and pulled the clip from my hair, letting it fall over my shoulders.