Harry Potter Fanfiction Harry Removes Gryffindor Name

The cold breeze in my face, clinging tightly to my bare arms. My arms wrapped around my torso in an attempt to keep me warm. Tears streaming down my face as memories of Harry's cruel betrayal flood my mind. Of all days, he chose my birthday to hurt me. My red pumps creating a gentle click sound with every contact it made with the tarred road. Creating the only sound the night breeze brings to my ears. Asides my sobs and the distant barks of the neighborhood dogs. My third sense is sudden activated as I sense I'm being followed. I smell danger. Walking alone on such desolate streets doesn't seem like the best idea I could have come up with. I wasn't thinking straight when I made that choice. I should have called my driver to come get me!. This creepy feeling becomes more intense and I decide to do the one thing I know I'm good at; run!. I throw my purse and phone away as I begin to run in frenzy I feel something hot on my trail, when I look back, all I see is dark fog. The more reason to run faster. The road fairly lit by moonlight, my heart in my mouth and prayers of help and mercy escaping my lips. Finally, I hear music playing from loud speakers. I'm close to civilization!. I keep running frantically.... Tales of missing children are considered a fallacy till teenage Sonia goes missing... Follow Sonia on her desperate quest to break free... And bring the truth to light

Retired Marine. Force Recon. When Callan 'Cannon' Asher retires from the Marines and joins the best security firm in Miami, the jobs seems too easy. Protecting civilians is all he knows, pulling the trigger on people who don't deserve it is all he knows. When he receives a job to protect the Mayor's daughter, all hell breaks loose because the raven haired girl isn't just a brat but unlike any woman he has ever seen before. When he sleeps with her and abandons her when she gets too clingy, he learns the hard way that love isn't like one of his covert missions in Afghan (simple and fast) but a shitty complicated game. He never wanted to settle for one woman. Yet she's the only woman in his mind. He never dreamt of having a family behind a white picket fence. Yet she gave him sons. Twins! Most of all he never expected to lust over a married woman because not only did Nicole Montenegro screw him over by hiding his sons from him but she also went ahead and got his children a man to call their dad. For him, this is by far the most deadliest mission he has ever been on. Code name: Cannon Mission: Get his woman and his sons.

"Fuck.." I moan as my feverish skin makes me dizzy with lust. [Yes.] "Evet, Mila. You make me want to ravage you when I should be disgusted by the thought of even touching you." He mutters. "But I'm not. Instead, everything about you makes me mad with desire and I can not control it. God's, I tried to but I don't want to anymore." He removes his hand from the wall, wrapping his fingers around my jaw and he forces me to stare up at him. "You've already had a taste of me and one taste is all you get." I swallow loudly, throwing his words back at him. >>> When it comes to my prince charming, my life has been anything but a fairytale. The Esposito family robbed me of all I held dear to my heart. From the depths of my dignity to the depths of my son. I was living in continual terror; my body, as well as my trust and beliefs, were being exploited. Until one fateful day, I gained the strength to flee, dashing into an Irish bar and meeting a Turkish man. I stayed with him for the night before being compelled to return to the house of terrors. After being thrown down a flight of stairs 37 weeks later, I gave birth to my son. I knew who the father was the moment my son's gaze met mine, but I opted to keep it to myself. However, destiny had other plans for me, and I begged my son's biological father for protection as I fled the Italian mafia. We will work together to rescue our son and demolish their network, all while finding love along the way. My name is Mila Starkk, and this is my Screwed Up Love Story.

*Book one Completed* Anna Brown has the ability to dream and go to the Moonland, the land of werewolves, and dark creatures. But she wished all her dreams were just like those that everybody has. Yet, her dreams were different. Her dreams weren't colors of rainbows and sunshine, her dreams became her reality, after all, she was a descendant of the Moon Goddess. The last of her bloodline. Nobody knew that she was the daughter of the Moon and Fire. However, Anna was beyond miserable, how fate played her, how she was just a pawn to an ancient war of werewolves. Her fierce visions were her grief untold, and she wished she could show it, she does. But she has to let the long-lost Golden Alpha Harry Camilton in so he can trust him yet, she doesn't know whom to trust and they shattered her hope, lies were told. Would she choose the promise of his love or choose the call of the Moon Goddess Dream?

When my mind-link request had been ignored by my parents for the twentieth time, I went to the Werewolf Council, clutching the report on silver dust corrosion in my hand. “Hello. I’d like to renounce my pack identity—effective immediately.” Ten minutes later, my parents burst in, dragging my adoptive younger sister, Elsa, with them, panic written all over their faces. The door burst open with a bang, and my Beta father charged in like a storm. His fangs bared, claws twitching. “You’re nothing but a spoiled brat craving attention! Stop this pathetic act. You’re an embarrassment to a Beta’s name!” My mother, a forensic specialist for the pack, immediately snatched the report from my hand. After a brief glance, she let out a cold sneer. “You faked this report just to get our attention? You’ve been a liar since you were a pup.” Elsa clung to both of them, tears in her eyes as she sobbed, “I’m sorry, Jenifer. It’s my fault for holding the shifting ritual. But please... don’t lie to our parents just to make them feel guilty!” Blood was still pouring from my nose, but I wiped it away calmly and stood tall before the werewolf councilors once more. “I haven’t had a real family for a long time. Please—remove all my personal records from the pack. I just don’t want my funeral—scheduled for three days from now—to be delayed.”

"Do you think I will ever walk hand in hand with a girl three times my size? I only dated you because I wanted to know what it feels like, being with a plus size". That statement got her speechless,her heartbreaking so hard it hurts. "Look ,shit happens sometimes". "Tim.... it's... my first time". She sobbed loudly. "Get over it, not like I forced you to give me your virginity,I had to go, clean up the red stains before leaving". He snarled. Beauty's heart pounding, and her tears flow endlessly. He left and slammed the door after him. **** Bullied for being a plus size since her childhood. Beauty Hills had to deal with insecurity ,trauma and depression, most especially self hate. Her name( Beauty) was said to be the exact opposite of her appearance. After many failed toxic relationships, she moved on and got a job in a fashion company. There she had a one sided crush on her terribly handsome and reserved boss,but Who wouldn't! Not every day you get to see a terribly good looking billionaire who isn't arrogant or proud of his looks,a top green flag! Every single beauty queen in the company is head over heels! Beauty knows she got no chance to compete with them It's useless to dream that big! Maybe not...

Harry Borison memiliki kepribadian perfeksionis, dingin dan angkuh. Dia merupakan direktur utama di Rank Group perusahaan yang begitu berpengaruh di Asia. Hingga pada akhirnya, dia dipertemukan dengan jodohnya salah satu karyawan di perusahaannya sendiri (Han Yura) sosok perempuan yang memiliki trauma masa lalu dan mengakibatkan timbulnya penyakit PTSD. Mereka memilih merahasiakan pernikahannya agar tidak ada nyawa yang melayang lagi dari tangan seorang wanita psikopat yang begitu menggilai sosok Harry. Bagaimana Yura harus menghadapi Harry yang berhati batu dan angkuh itu? Bagaimana dengan si wanita psikopat jika dia tahu kalau Harry sudah menikah? Apa dia juga akan membunuh Yura?

Brianna has always lived by the rules and done everything she was asked of, and the one night she finally decides to be carefree and have a one night stand, it ends up leading to a very unexpected pregnancy for a man whose name she has no idea of. Fate ends up bringing both individuals together sometime later, but what they both didn’t expect was to be forced into an arranged marriage neither of them wanted.

She bumped into him when she tried to escape from her abusiveboyfriend. The first met that caught his attention. Fate brought themtogether again for the second time and he became her life saver onceagain. Since that day, he declared to himself that he wanted to knowmore about her and more importantly he wanted to marked her as hisgirl.The abusive boyfriend ended up being an advantage to him. He forcedher to be with him with the excuse to keep her safe."Did you..did you tell them about Matt?" She stuttered as if she was scared to mentioned the name in house."Do you want me to?"No..""I won't tell them about him.""Promise?"I nodded my head, "Promise but with one condition." Now I killed her smile and replaced it with a curious look."What?""Marry me.""What?!""Be my wife."He loved. She hated.He approached. She escaped.He confessed. She rejected.Between persistency & stubbornness who will win?Read the love story of Dominic and Arabella to find out how he try to winher and marked her as his girl.

Ralph grabbed one of her thighs and hooked it over his arm as he leaned over her and re-entered her again. "Oh-J-Jesu-" she cried out before Ralph slapped his hand over her mouth. "Tsk-tsk," he hissed. "The gods aren't fucking you. The devil is.” There was no time for her to reply, as Alexei forcefully seized the back of her head and yanked it backwards. "Look how helpless you are... you fucking love it, don't you, wife?" he growled. "Come on, любовь. Beg." **** I loved them more than I hated them. And that scared me more than anything. They came to me in the night, cruel, darkly handsome men from the most dangerous corners of the world in name of helping me in my worst time. I should’ve known better that peace in this world come with a price. Price of my freedom. They tormented me, destroyed me, ripping apart my world with their quest for revenge. Two years ago, I met them. In our first meeting, I was betrothed to them. Now they’ve come to claim me, destroying anyone standing in their way. Even me. I fear them, I hate them and worse of all I couldn’t escape them.