Harry Potter Fanfiction Lightning Elemental Novels & Stories

His eyes glowed like blue coals in his head, and his hair seemed to float weightlessly on an invisible breeze. The priest extended his hands out by his side and with a slight twisting motion, caused a gentle wind to circle around. The broken pieces of pottery moved into piles and the once-broken gates raised on sturdy hinges. Whenever the blue mist touched an elf, the elf noticed a sense of refreshment, returning strength, and healing of cuts and bruises. "How are you doing this?" General Aengus whispered, staring at a cut on his hand that slowly began to heal.

“I’ve waited forever to be able to tell you. Truly, I’ve wanted to all your life. And I actually planned to wait a little longer until you turned 18. Because this is only half of my secret. The other half, will be harder to grasp. I have reason to believe that you, are also an elemental.” “Um, wouldn’t I know? Wouldn’t I be able to… do that?” “No, you wouldn’t. Because elementals cannot control the elements until you are 18. So, uh. That’s a good place to explain I guess. So there are only four elementals alive at once, one per element. When an elemental dies, then another takes their place. Each element searches for a soul that has the traits that embody what that element stands for. I’ve b

I'm not supposed to kill them, but then, he's the stupid one who came after me. When the smoke from my fire clears. I see him lying on the ground. He's covered himself with the earth trying to protect himself from the heat of my fire. But I can see that he's covered in blisters. I begin walking towards him, pulling on the air element that I got from my mother. I add water to it, and I make it rain over top of the elf lying on the ground. Instantly the ground begins to sizzle and steam, going from melting hot to freezing cold much too quickly. I hear the elf prince cry out again, but I don't stop.

Her focus was now only one: protect Ivan, who would soon become her official lover if they managed to escape from their attackers. A stream of energy began to surround her, in the form of sand (as she was from an earth element), moving like waves, driving back arrows coming back at them. Her eyes, which had been closed as she was busy concentrating all her concentration on the spell, finally opened, revealing hazel irises. In one flick, the arrows disappeared from her sight. "Ivan, can you make a dimensional portal like that time?" Ursula pressed the wound on her left shoulder, which was getting more painful, leaving the shield still moving to block the arrows that kept coming at them from v

The High Arbiter’s gaze swept across the gathered leaders. “Convergence inspires fear.” Kaelor’s flames flickered faintly along his forearms. “Or ambition.” A sharp crack split the air. One of the elemental heirs—standing near the eastern pillar—staggered backward. Lightning burst uncontrolled from his hands, striking the stone floor. Chaos erupted. Warriors shifted. Power flared across multiple elements. The suppression arrays flickered violently. Lyra cried out. And frost exploded outward in a defensive spiral. Flame surged instinctively from Kaelor in response—not at her, but around her.

"Amelia, gather the elemental stones. We must finally unlock their true potential." With a renewed sense of purpose, Amelia reaches out and retrieves the elemental stones one by one, feeling their powerful energy course through her veins. She steps forward, standing beside Fenrir, ready to face the ancient evil that threatens their world. As the ancient evil's presence intensifies, a vortex begins to form above them, swirling with darkness, threatening to consume everything in its path. Thunder roars, and lightning illuminates the sinister figure emerging from the vortex.

My body feels broken and bruised but I’m alive and that makes the agony easier to bare. Lottie is here, she came back from the islands, we had no idea she was returning so soon. She is the one who found me. The clouds lift from my memory and I take a moment to separate fact from fantasy. I’m almost one hundred percent sure she conjured a wall out fire out of thin air, she shouted three words, which I can’t remember, and flames shot up as if they erupted directly out of the ground. I’m even more certain I saw flames in her eyes. It was not the reflection of the fire which surrounded us, they were entirely different, like they were a part of her, raging within her. I have read about that, and

I knew this was a wise choice, as Avril had told me that the ability to cast elemental magic cost the caster energy. An Elemental Caster could run out of energy to the point of death. They could expend so much energy on spells that they had none left to keep their body functioning. What was scarier was that the dark Fae Lord was known for capturing light Fae and draining them of their power, like a battery. He would drain them to death. Hannah cast her spell or whatever it was that she did, and placed her hand on Lysandros's forehead. She then placed her other hand on Zayne's forehead and acted like a conduit to transfer an image from one mind to another.

But Skandar immediately held her elbow when the girl would return to her chair, Skandar Alexander Hemingway gave a very long kiss to the high school girl. -------- (^ _ ^) --------- Far away, in a building where if you asked Charisa, she would be familiar with the building. A black hair man, with a very neat hairstyle, sat on the work chair in his room. A large rabbit doll was placed deliberately at the end of the table. A few minutes ago he was still strong to stand up, but because of the few minutes that had passed, his legs were spineless and very limp. "Say to me if this is a lie, I beg you," whispered the man.

The night he transformed after being kidnapped with his father and his sister, Amber. When Lucifer first told me about Lightning’s transformation and how he saw that same red glow in his eyes, I couldn’t believe it. I went into his room to confirm for myself. Under the moonlight, as he cooed softly, his eyes opened, revealing crimson red. Fear consumed me. Lightning had Lucifer’s curse. He was barely a year old when he began to show the curse and its abilities. Lucifer and I swore to protect him from it—and from himself, but we never succeeded.