Harry Potter Genie Novels & Stories

The holographic invitation hovered in the center of the Galactic Mint's shattered vault, radiating a blinding, arrogant white light. It was a summons from the absolute apex of the universe’s corporate hierarchy. Jack Sterling stared at the glowing envelope. He didn't feel fear. He felt the heavy, comforting weight of the Genesis Coin resting in his palm. The coin pulsed with the combined rhythm of his golden Origin Blood and the infinite, pitch-black hunger of his Void crystal arm. He was no longer just an Alpha of Earth. He was the undisputed master of trans-dimensional commerce.

She puts it to my lips and the sour liquid pours into my mouth. The drink makes me want to throw up. She quickly removes the bottle from my lips and watches me silently. My eyes begin to clear gradually and Vivian gets me some water to drink. "No, don't give her that yet, it will dilute the effect of the drug," Genevieve says, stopping her. In less than a minute, I regained full consciousness. "What was that?" I ask Genevieve. "Some magicians cast spells on their belongings to prevent malicious people from having access to them."

Cara shook her head and said simply, “Mate, drink.” Even though his instincts craved it, Gray Wolf still refused. He knew this was something precious, and as a male wolf, his natural instinct was to save the best for his mate. But Cara shook her head again. She could sense the immense potential within Gray Wolf’s body, and this potion was meant to awaken that power, to make him even stronger. For her, however, that kind of potential barely existed. The potion wouldn’t do much for her, and drinking it would simply be a waste.

I said to him. “That’s not a wish, besides, you forgot the magic word,” he grinned. “Genie, I wish this useless guy in front of me would scram,” I folded my arms, waiting for his response. He smiled and did one thing with his hands while saying, “boom bada boom, first wish about to be granted,” he paused and looked around us, then at me, “where is the useless guy?” “Want to take a guess?”

Barefoot, his footsteps resonated with a metallic shriek, as if iron itself groaned under his weight. And his face… a face never to be forgotten. Yellow eyes, narrow and glowing like the cracks of live embers, darting with the predatory speed of a hunter. A sharp, flat nose cut above a wide mouth lined with rough, uneven teeth—some broken—formed a twisted smile that was partly mocking, partly menacing. Strands of black hair stood out like thorny bristles, quivering with every breath as if stirred by the fiery air of the palace. Zahrk—a fire-born genie, a creature that fed on flames.

I said to him. “That’s not a wish, besides, you forgot the magic word,” he grinned. “Genie, I wish this useless guy in front of me would scram,” I folded my arms, waiting for his response. He smiled and did one thing with his hands while saying, “boom bada boom, first wish about to be granted,” he paused and looked around us, then at me, “where is the useless guy?” “Want to take a guess?”

Whether you like it or not but you are only mine He said in his deep voice. My heart dropped as soon I saw him smirking at me menacingly. He moved more closer to me and cupped my right cheek in his palm. "You are my key, my most precious gem, I won't let anyone snatch you away from me not even you My Genie" *****

His question was directed at Laeddin. The genie cleared his throat. "We have come to your realm with the hope of locating a lost piece of a crown created thousands of years ago by the elves." The emperor seemed truly surprised he could understand Laeddin. He stood, crossing his arms. "Is it magic that allows you to understand and speak my language?" Laeddin didn't meet the emperor's gaze. "As a humble genie, I have the ability to speak any language." It occurred to me he could've talked to the gargoyles at any time. He'd regained the use of his magic as soon as we entered the throne room but hadn't used it.

“What is this Harry Potter wizardry?” I ask in awe and grandma chuckles. Even my voice has changed. “You are still the same underneath. This is what we call Glamour. Press the implant behind your ear and you will see.” She says and I do and the disguise disappears and I am standing the same as I was when I walked in.

- I want Gary, my fireheart, to be here in front of me. - he asked the first creature. - I'm sorry master, but Gary is trapped behind powerful magic. I can do nothing against that type of magic. It's blessed by Hades. - Hades? Hades, god of hell? - a confused Lucifron asks. - Yes Master. He turns to the second genie and makes the same wish, but gets the same answer. - What if you two work together?