Harry Potter Finds Mjolnir Fanfiction Novels & Stories

“Not whole. Not free. But present. Trapped between worlds. And Morwen? She’s about to use him.” I exhaled slowly. Because Harry wasn’t just ordinary. He was a very strong weapon. Morwen refused to join forces with him earlier to use me for their benefits. Now she's planning on summoning him? "That's too dangerous," she’d said. She wants to use him to break you. He sure knows how to get to you. "He doesn’t just serve. He consumes." And now? Now she was desperate enough to risk it. “She thinks she can control him,” I said.

The creature destined to stomp on all those sitting on high horses. And with what they’ve done to her tonight, he will make sure they will be stomped deep enough into the soil that they end up in hell. Fenrir howls to the full moon before lunging. There was a sorcerer among them, and that was all he needed to know. They could wisp out magical specks of dust from their wands and cast magic spells with them, but they are no threat to him. He won’t give them the chance to open their filthy mouth.

SELENE POV I had all but given up trying to free myself from Tor's iron grip by the time he strode back into the settlement with me slung over his shoulder like some type of trophy. It was times like these that I wished my magical abilities went beyond healing and defensive spells as I fantasized about the h*ll I would unleash on this arrogant b*stard with his superiority complex. I was brought out of my fantasies when I noticed people in the village streets were stopping to stare at the spectacle of me being hauled like a bag of grain. Unable to stand one more moment of this embarrassment, I conceded.

Morgana said Finn stretched his hand conjuring his sickle back to him but a blue smoke hits him and he stumbled over a vehicle. It swerves back and it transformed to Harry as his hand detached from his body and punched Finn's face. Finn bounced on the wall dodging the sharp ice shot by Morgana and kicked Harry away swiftly. Nick gripped his sickle as Finn conjured it. He held it tight not letting it go as Finn groaned angrily calling the sickle with his hand. "Get over here!". Finn roared in a demonic voice as his hand spark with lightning. The sickle sparked with lightning as well and nick left go of it as it shocked him.

They won’t listen to my demands when I tell them to stop. They always obey me. I reach out and grab one of the guards arms and yank them back but he pushes me to the ground. I hit the marble floor with a thud. My finger curls as blue electricity shoots through my hands up my arms. The amulet is ready for my command. Instead I get up and run after them again only to freeze when they throw Benjamin on the floor at Harry’s feet. Harry’s eyes lock mine. I shake my head. “Harry it’s not what you think,” I tell him and his eyes travel from mine to Benjamin’s.

' I screamed and gritted my teeth. "You won't be able to use your powers. Not with silver and wolfsbane in your system. You know, for someone who has heightened senses and an intelligent mind, you sure are stupid and slow to not see this coming. You're too easy." He laughed wickedly at the end. Tears formed in my eyes and I grunted in pain when I moved. I looked up at him. "Why??" I whispered with a weak voice as my vision started to blur. "Wh-why are y-you doing th-this. Harry? Why are you with Dylan? He's a traitor and a bastard!"

And now, Hermione was rushing towards him like this with the Reflective Eye whirling around her body. A fiery fire surged through his heart at the sight. Holy sh*t, this really was a magic treasure that made people jealous.

Think and it will be yours. The image of Strybjorn's corpse flashed back into his mind immediately and unordered. Before he could hide his heart, Strybjorn appeared bound to the altar, Ragnar holding a sacrificial greatsword firmly in his hand. Hate twisted his intuition. He saw his father again, lying dead in the charred heaps of his native village. He saw Grimskull enslave his people to the dragon boats. Here he experienced a battle that Grim Skull believed defeated Strybjornan, who hit him at close range. He almost dropped his sword as he tried to strike the defenseless chest of the enemy. He wanted to feel the blade go through Strybjorn's chest, feel the steel hit his bones and feel the

Rhett uses not just his sword but his crossbow to stun soldiers before they get near him, strategically and effectively killing Aodh’s soldiers. My sight finds Hunji plows through soldiers, keeping them from reaching Morgan and Leneve who work together, holding hands I can only guess what they are doing but it looks like they are in some kind of magic battle with Yggdrasil. Another second, I spare a glance at the sorceress who stands to the side still muttering an incantation. That’s when I see Finn grab her, pinning her arms to her sides and using his free hand to cover her mouth.

Mira fell to her knees. “They were never supposed to find out about their relationship. But it doesn’t change anything, does it? She’s still your chosen one, the last of the Stark line, a hybrid and a mage with infinite power.” “That’s definitely more my speed,” the voice from the cloud thundered. “Morgeaus, you did a good job choosing a vessel for me this time. In that, you have done well. Time to take care of these flimsy mortals. “Not on my watch,” Lena lifted a hand, then suddenly slumped, gagging blood to the stone floor uncontrollably.