Harry Potter Finally Snaps Fanfiction

The Moretti Family's Thanksgiving party was in full swing downstairs—crystal clinks, fake laughs, classic mafia gloss. Meanwhile, I was curled up in a servant's room on the third floor. Jackson Moretti's wife. Legally, anyway. My hands were ice. I gripped the ultrasound report like it could anchor me. Three heartbeats. Strong, steady. It was supposed to be a surprise—his big Thanksgiving gift. To the outside world, Jackson was a polished Stanford grad, running a top-tier consulting firm in San Francisco. But behind the scenes? He ran the Moretti empire—cold, calculated, pulling strings in the West Coast's darkest corners. Three years of marriage and we barely spoke, but I still clung to the hope that maybe... maybe there was something real left. Then I heard him downstairs. "You really not letting your wife come down?" "Isabella?" He laughed. "She'd kill the vibe." Another voice chimed in. "Lina's back, right? Wild you married her twin. Which one do you actually like?" Jackson didn't miss a beat. "Isabella's just a stand-in. Quiet. Predictable. I could tell her to drop dead and she'd say 'okay.'" "So when are you ditching her?" "Dunno. She thinks she matters. I'm just playing her." I slapped a hand over my mouth to muffle the sob. A minute later, I was heading downstairs, numb. I brushed my fingers over my belly. "Sorry, babies," I whispered. Triplets. His. He thought I was blind. Weak. Stuck. What he didn't know? A quiet woman, once she snaps—she can burn it all down.

Lisa Mathew worked as a receptionist in a 3-star hotel. She cherished this job very much as a widow with a six-year-old-son.One day, she met a dashing hot guest name Augustus Carlos. She didn't recognize that he was the new boss of their hotel.All her colleagues believed she had annoyed their new big boss and would be fired. But Augustus weirdly forgave her and promoted her as the vice manager?!!More astonishing, the man said he had a secret crush on her for over six months and proposed. But she had never met him before.She should refuse, but her mouth had already spoken "Yes"....

Armea ay isang single mom at mag-isa niyang tinaguyod ang kanyang anak na si Andro dahil sa iniwan siya ng kanyang kinakasama anim na taon na ang nakakalipas. Maayos naman ang kanilang pamumuhay ngunit dumating ang malaking dagok sa buhay niya ang mapatangal siya sa kanyang trabaho at dumagdag pa ang pagkakaroon ng sakit ng kanyang anak na Lukemia. Nakilala niya ang isang Doctor na si Van at inofferan siya nito na gagamutin ang anak kapalit ang pagpapakasal sa kanya. Pumayag siya at nagpakasal nagging magkaibigan sila hanggang sa nahulog ang isa’t- isa. Naging maayos naman ang kanilang pagsasama ngunit guguluhin ito ng dating kinakasama nito na si Brent at ibubunyag niya lahat ng sikreto ni Van kakayanin kaya ni Armea ang kanyang malalaman? Ano kaya ang sekreto ni Van at bakit ngayon lang nagpakita si Brent?

Diana is the eldest granddaughter of the Winchester Family. She has lived her 22 years of life as her twin, Chantal's shadow. She thought she has become immune to the hurt caused by her own family until one revelation revealed in anger, turned her world upside down. Thinking that she has lost the piece of home, she was proven wrong when a helping hand, led her to discover an amorous side of her. Lucas is the 30-year-old President of Forrest Research Institute and a descendant of one of the 7 great families in the country of Great Blackhampton. He has always been good at reading people's personalities so when this beautiful goddess of a woman gave him a look asking for help, he didn't hesitate. Their first meeting, their first kiss. She thought it only ended there, until they met two months later. She had never imagined meeting one of the descendants of the Great families, even more so meeting the heirs. Not only was she welcomed, they even became acquainted with her own friends. They never expected that Lucas and Diana's encounter was the beginning of love blooming for them as well.

I fell for Don Lorenzo Moretti the second I saw him. Hard. As a mafia princess, I wasn't supposed to chase anyone. But for him, I swallowed my pride and made him my mission. A year later, he finally had me, pinning me to the bed as he moved inside me. His eyes were pure fire, and in that mo ment, they saw only me. For ten years, we were electric. We fucked in five-star hotels all over the world. We just fit. I was his lucky charm at the poker table. I took shots for him until I bled from my stomach. I even took a bullet for him. Then came our engagement party. Lorenzo left me standing there alone. Said something "came up." I went back to our apartment, only to find him kissing my stepsister, Juliana. That’s when I knew. He had always loved her. I was just a stand-in. He tried to explain, words tumbling out in a panicked rush, promising a bigger, better party to make up for it. A laugh, cold and hollow, died in my throat. I turned my back on him, pulled out my phone, and called my mother in Sicily. "I'll marry into the Romano family."

While picking up my parcel from the mailroom, I run into Ivan Judd, an underprivileged student from my grade who is working part-time there. While we chat, he finds out that I'd spent 128 thousand dollars during the Black Friday sales. Dumbfounded, Ivan cries, "I've never even seen that kind of money in my entire life! And you're spending it so casually? Did your mom send you to college to study or to blow money like this?" He yanks the parcel out of my hands and physically blocks the exit. "Return it immediately! Kids like you never understand how hard it is for adults to earn money! If you're this wasteful now, what man can afford to marry you in the future?" I can't help but laugh angrily at Ivan's ridiculous attitude. I retort, "What does me spending my mom's money have anything to do with you?" "How does it not?" He looks completely justified when he says, "I'm dating your mom. Every cent you spend counts as our future marital assets!" I am shocked. Isn't Mom a lesbian? Since when did she start liking men?

Before my wedding, my vision which I lost after saving Bruce unexpectedly returned. Overjoyed, I hurried to share the wonderful news with him, but as I stepped into the living room, I froze. Bruce and my cousin, Kerry, were in a passionate embrace. "Bruce, the baby is perfectly healthy now. The doctor said we can sleep together again! Why don't we do it right here in the living room? Also, isn't it thrilling to do it here while Nancy is asleep in her room?" "Shut up! Don't joke about my wife like that!" Bruce snapped at her, but his reprimand was accompanied by a kiss. I stood there, watching in shock as their movements grew more intense and their breathing became heavier. Only then did I piece it all together. Their sudden shared enthusiasm for indoor workouts six months ago wasn't about fitness at all. Covering my mouth to stifle a sob, I turned back to my room and shut the door. I decided then and there: Bruce didn't need to know I had recovered. Reaching for my phone, I dialed my mother. "Mom, I'm not marrying Bruce anymore. I'll marry the comatose heir of the Blakes instead. I don't need Bruce in my life."

ความจำเป็นทำให้ อลินดา ตัดสินใจเดินเข้าสู่โลกมืด "ขายบริการ งานสบาย รายได้ดี" คำพูดของเพื่อนมีค่าก็เมื่อวันที่ชีวิตเดินมาถึงทางตัน "คุณคีย์ ลูกค้าที่ดัน 'ถูกสเปค' ชี้นิ้วเลือกเธอ ฟาดหัวเธอด้วยเงิน อย่างน้อยเขาก็โผล่มาในเวลาที่ 'ใช่' เหมือนมือมืดช่วยฉุดคนที่กำลัง จมน้ำ ก่อนลมหายใจเฮือกสุดท้าย จะหมดลง + ในวินาทีสุดท้าย เขากัดลงบนลำคอขาวเนียน ดูดแรง ๆ มือที่สอดประสานบีบกระชับแนบแน่น กดสะโพกกระแทกท่อนเนื้ออุ่นร้อนอีกสี่ห้าครั้ง ปลดปล่อยน้ำรักในร่องสวาทชื้นฉ่ำที่มีเครื่องป้องกันขวางกั้น สุขแบบ ใจเต้นแรง ควบคุมตัวเองไม่ได้ มันช่างได้อารมณ์ 'ฟีลแฟน' สุขล้ำ หวามไหว ใจล่องลอยราวอยู่ในฝัน อลินดาพลิกกายนอนหงาย อยู่ภายใต้ร่างของเขา ท่ามกลางแสงไฟส่องมาจากตึกสูงรอบด้าน เม็ดฝนที่สาดกระทบผนัง แววตาที่ซ่อนความ 'ร้าย' คล้ายจะแผ่วลง เหมือนมา 'ฮันนีมูน' มากกว่า 'ขายบริการ' ใต้ฉากหน้าที่แสน 'โหดเหี้ยม' เธอมองว่าเขาคือ 'มาเฟียนักรัก' ที่ไม่รู้ว่ากระชากหัวใจผู้หญิงมาเท่าไหร่แล้ว 'รอยจูบ' ที่ฝากไว้ จะลบมันออกไปยังไงดี

On the day my daughter is discharged from the hospital after recovering from the flu, I run into my ex-husband, Zachary Levine, whom I have been divorced from for seven years. He is there to pick up his wife, who has just given birth. He looks a little surprised as his gaze moves up and down to take in my clothes, which is still stained from my child's vomit. I had no time to change out of it earlier. "Long time no see. How have you been lately?" he asks. I smile and say I am doing fine. As we are about to part, he grabs my arm. "Alyssa, our son misses you a lot. If you are having any difficulties, don't push yourself. The passcode for the house in the north of the city is still your birthday. You can go there anytime." I politely decline, and he lets out a sigh. "After all these years, you are still as stubborn as you were back then. Don't hate me." I smile but say nothing. There needs to be love for there to be hate. But now, he is just a stranger to me.

When my ex-husband, Hanson Rowse, got remarried, I jumped into the ocean with our ten-year-old daughter, Tess Rowse, in my arms. The police called Hanson and my parents. The wedding reception was cut short, and they all rushed over. My soul hung in the air above it all, watching as Tess was pulled from the water. The sight of her hit like a blade to the chest. At the hospital, my parents looked at her with nothing but cold indifference. My brother, Edward Wells, didn't hesitate. He stepped forward and slapped her hard across the face. "You're just like your mother! Always causing trouble and pulling cheap stunts like this just to get attention." Hanson's fists clenched. He scanned the area, and when he couldn't see me anywhere, anger spilled into his eyes. "Where's Melody? She picked my wedding day to pull this stunt, and now she won't even show her face? If she really wanted to die, why leave behind this burden?" At his words, Tess suddenly moved. She stumbled toward the window, climbed up, and before anyone could react, she jumped. The room went dead silent for a heartbeat. Then, the screaming started. What they didn't know was this: the first thing Tess and I learned at that reform school was obedience.