Harry Potter Fic Novels & Stories

Thinking about forever was ludicrous, but he couldn't stop. Lily wasn't much better. Her relationship with Eric had lasted years and yet here she was, throwing it all away for a heated affair with a professional killer. What the fuck was she doing? And why did it feel so damn good? Nothing else made sense. Mine. Mine. Just mine. Stay. Stay. Stay forever. "I told you saying his name would get your slutty pussy fucked raw, Lily," Harry said teasingly, the atmosphere ripe with sexual tension as he referenced an earlier conversation.

“You did not look this good even when we were at the fest that day.” “I am sure.” I murmured, “your sick brain has gotten infected by your male god, right? And that is aside from your body that you enjoy getting physically tortured by that bastard like a pig.” Harry’s smile faltered but did not fade away completely. He just shrugged his shoulders indifferently and placed his heeled boot on my foot, digging in painfully until tears stung the corner of my eyes and a cry escaped my lips. “You are the one squeaking like a fucking pig all the time and you have the guts to insult me?” he gritted out with the same evil smile.

Helena "I don't like this position..." I whisper shyly, looking back over my shoulder at Harry behind me. "Really? You don't know that. It's your first time," Harry smiles mischievously. "Don't be afraid. This way my cock will reach deep inside your pussy, right to that spot you love having me press against. You just need to relax and leave everything to me." Far too embarrassed to complain any further, my lips fill with moans as Harry once again pushes his hard erection into my pussy, while all I can do is grip the grass beneath me with all my strength.

"What wrong with me? you remember you kissed me last night and just this morning without an explanation" "I don't think it needed anymore but at least act along as stop acting too saucy"he concluded and walk out of the room and I slump back on the bed. What does he mean by someone like me?. . . . TO BE CONTINUED... Do you think Harry mean those hurt words? MARRIED AT SIXTEEN 2 💘 (DARK ROMANCE WITH THE ONE I HATE) Written by: Authoress Ricky ✍️ Forty Nine✍️

Had the universe not accidentally sent her to Sebastian's room… "You're intoxicating, Dr. Fey. Even when you swear at me, it makes me dizzy. And now, can you drop the act? I know you had fun with another man last night. You're not some sacred virgin anymore… So how about you let me enjoy what you enjoyed last night?" Harry loomed closer with a lopsided grin. "If you don't like having an audience, just say the word. I'll have them close the door. No one will disturb our happy ending."

Hogwarts Castle, Somewhere in the Scottish Highlands November 23rd, 1992, 11:45 AM Larry Potter was doing a fine impression of a fish outside the water at the moment. What he just saw was some very amazing stuff, even when magic is taken into account. But then, he only knew this magic world for a little more than a year, so he didn't have much of a base to compare. Larry Potter then looked at his Head of House, and paused. Even if she was not doing a fish outside the water impression, she was looking at Erik with wide eyes.

“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—”

He is so formal. We sit and he places his hands on top of the table fiddling with his fingers. “Can I get you anything?” - The waitress asks approaching us “Americano please” - Harry says “Cup of tea please” - I say and the girl walks away. “I know what my mother did” - Harry says and I lift my eyes meeting his “She told you?” - I ask and he nods his head “Alice. I know you are not my girlfriend for real, and I know it was a job for you, but I ended up falling for you, for real” - Harry tells me and I shake my head feeling the tears starting to stream down my face.

he flickered his finger on her red hardened nipple sending several shivers down her spine . Anne's moan heightened , this increased the excitement in Harry , he trails his right hand on her soft body which was flawless as silk . Anne is an endowed lady blessed with both luscious body and a beautiful face . He trails his finger a the way to her honey pot which was dripping, he inserts his middle finger in her vagina before bringing it out . He teases her clitoris area before capturing her lips so she doesn't scream his name . “ Fuck ! Just bang me already ” Anne said breaking from the kiss ,her legs were beginning to tremble . Harry notices this and flashes her a mischievous smile

Harry replied,his voice fierce. He was seriously trying to fontrol his painful erection in the moment. No matter what,he will never beg her,he will never allow her see him pained. "You are a mess,are you sure you don't need me to clean up your mess" she whispered miserably, more dread filled Harry's eyes. He hate this...he hate this so much. "Never ever!!. That dream in which you see me begging you is called a nightmare" Harry managed to see amidst his painful errection..