Novel & Cerita Harry Potter Fanfiction Strong Harry

Marley replied, her resolve strengthening -Hour later- The following day, Marley sat at her cluttered desk, her fingers hovering over the keyboard of her laptop. She hesitated only briefly before searching for Clara's contact information. Her determination blossomed after a few futile attempts to research online. She scoured social media, hoping to find a connection that could bridge the gap between father and daughter. Finally, after diving deeper into Clara’s F******k profile, she discovered a phone number listed in the “About” section. Marley’s heart raced at the thought of reaching out to a stranger, but the thought of Arthur's sorrow propelled her forward. With her phone clutched tightl

I wanted to enjoy this moment ,I knew this wouldn't last long and that was the reason why I gave to live my life for today like nothing is ever going to happen . Harry sulked on my neck softly making me moan with the chills rushing down my spine . I could feel my legs go jelly just by the titch if he was younger on my skin . I just don't know why this man had a Total control over my body . I knew that there was no need of me rejecting him now , that wasn't going to happen . Harry sulked on my neck softly while his hands went deeper into my shirt as he cupped my breast softly giving me the best feelings in my life .

“Done.” Staring at me, Harry threatened to kiss me, but I put my hands up, interrupting his advance. “Oh, darling, you wouldn't want your brother to notice that, would you?” I smiled innocently, pretending to be upset. “We'll have time for that later.” “Of course…” Harry reluctantly stepped back. “Where were you going?” “I want to see if this has any use when it comes to restraining the beast. I can control it, but who knows, maybe we can extract its strength and transfer its dominance to you!” I stared at him confidently.

“Come on let’s get this done.” With a pout, Harry quickly wrapped his arms around Saint’s waist and pulled him down into his lap. “No,” he said with a whine. The brunet buried his face in the other boy’s neck and held on to him tightly. Knowing full well that Harry wasn’t going to release him until he was satisfied, Saint just leaned back into him with his head on his shoulder and closed eyes.

MONTY'S POV "Harry are damn joking with me?, What the heck are you saying!?, that you what to fucking Elope with Aura?, Harry what the heck is wrong with you huh?… You are supposed to be by my side at this point as your girlfriend rather than planning some silly shits that can never happen!" I yelled as I pumped air out of my mouth in anger as my eyes turned red showing how angry I was. Harry was really getting on my nerves that I just felt like strangling him to death at once because he ain't helping matters at all. He is rather making things tough for me with his endless and blind love story of Aurora.

Alice POV Harry collapses next to me and I can’t help but to close my eyes while he looks at me. When I open them he is looking directly at me, into my soul. I am still breathing erratically trying to catch my breath. Harry was brutal today. I understand his needs and most of the times I actually enjoy his sexual preferences. I never thought I would. But this time my body is aching. I cried during his penetration but I can’t lie, it was very pleasing in a weird kinky way. The pain he made me feel at the exact same time he gave me extreme pleasure made my walls collapse around him and give in. My body is his to do as he pleases and if this is what he wants from me I will happily give it to hi

Harry sniffled as he continued his words. "Is it so hard for you to believe me? I love you, Rose. My heart soul even my mind wants only you. I am tired of pretending that I am strong. I am weak Rose. I am really weak. Let my selfishness win just for once. " He said making Amelia tear up. Xander instantly hugged his wife watching her crying. Rose closed shut her eyes. Harry waited and waited in silence for her to open the door and run to him but she didn't. He finally chuckled wiping his tears away.

But I don’t have to hide here, with him: My lover and toy. “Please, A stór—arrgh— I’m sorry!" Harry wails, so pretty scary, I want to fuck his throat already. “Shhh.” Yanking his hair, I press a finger to his lips. “I’m not your treasure. I’m your king.” Harry’s body flushes. Barely breathing, blinking. With the way his pupils dilate, I’m almost scared he’ll pass out. His head tilts, enough to call a nod. “Y-Yes..”

She pout as Harry chuckle. " Don't worry. You will always look sexy in my eyes no matter what your weight is. " " Liar.. let's see after a couple of months if you still have the guts to say those to me. " Harry smirk. " Sure. Let's see. Because if I win you will do whatever I say. " Confusion filled her eyes as she stare at him. " And that is?? " Harry lean closer to her ear and whisper. " I will make love to you non-stop. "

“There, just sent you one. This one is an angsty Harry/Zayn fic. Also has some mpreg, if that’s your cup of tea.” I began to read this fanfiction, mostly to appease Niamh, and when I realized what, precisely, the term mpreg meant, I set my phone back down. I considered myself fortunate that I’d skipped the part where Zayn gives birth to his and Harry’s baby. “You asshole,” I called her in French. “I’m going to take that as a compliment. Ooh, I should send you the diagram of how mpreg happens. It’s a whole thing—”