Novel & Cerita Harry Potter God Fanfiction

We shall see… The End Alpha of Gods is the final book in the Harmony Moon Series. Let me know your thoughts. I sincerely hope you have enjoyed reading about Gabriel, Harper, Willow, Brax, Drake, Ryder, and Demi as much as I have enjoyed writing their stories. Please let me know which was your favorite story in the series. There may also be a spin off of Drakes story. I believe he deserves happiness, don’t you?

He asked slowly. I hesitated as I swayed back and forth. After a second I walked forward and grabbed his hand. I had nothing to lose, and since I didn't want to be a prisoner I had no other options. The god smiled for a second before he was narrowing his eyes. He looked down at our hands and back up at me. "My powers aren't working." He said slowly. "Here." The God with the black hair said as he grabbed our hands. After a second he looked up with wide eyes. "My father doesn't have to be the one to say he loves someone else." He mumbled in horror.

"My parents taught me the essentials of telling the truth and I guess I honour their teaching by keeping to it. It reminds me of them and overtime it became one with me so it's both. I can't lie and I won't lie." I blink at him, once then twice, not knowing what to say next. "Do you... have a territory or something. Like a place you take care of?" When I ask this question, I expect him to tense up but he is at ease and so relaxed that I am tempted to watch his every movement. "In a way, yeah. I guess you could say that I am the god of the Fae Folks." My eyes widen and the cutleries in my hands drop back on the table. "You- you're the god of what?"

Darkous shook his head in irritation, barbarically shoving her through, having no patience for her unrealistic fears of the black hole. They emerged on the other side within seconds of each other, the girl lurching over as the strange black tar erupted from her mouth, painting the marble floor of Hades’ lounge black. Shaking his head once more, the Lord of hell took her by the arm, beginning to drag her towards his brothers lab. “You need to learn to hold your breath when we go through a portal. I am getting tired of you and your sickness.” He snapped as they climbed the winding stairs; turning to look down at her as he spoke.

Frank’s POV: Harry, on the other hand, was very overjoyed. “God is fair! That bitch deserves the punishment. God, please let her die as soon as possible! As long as she dies, the Walter Group’s shares will be returned to Walter family. We will take our things back! God, please take that damn bitch away right now.” I could not take it anymore. “No matter what, she is your sister.” Harry sneered, “She is not my sister. She is our enemy. Dad, didn’t you want her die in the past? Justice from God. She was injured in the explosion because God could not stand anymore and punished in this way.”

When I reached the door, my eyes locked with Harry for a few seconds before he brushed it off. I stood outside the door for a while and pressed my back to the wall and my hand on my chest. I wanted to get off the hook and then I was fired with a mixed feeling of Joy and anguish. Surely, I was very happy to see that my Harry was alive and now I was with him. At least the moon goddess answered one amongst my numerous petitions. I was grateful for that but then there was a but. Knowing that my Harry was a totally different person than he had portrayed to me.

He and the arrogant jerk had gone to the same high school before Harry had ratted him out for smoking and got him expelled. So this girl was Harry’s fiancée? He almost laughed. Revenge was best served cold and it was freezing now.

I might be ogling him because he smirks . " Like what you see?" My jaw drops to the floor and my eyes wide with a blush on my cheeks . Harry chuckles at my reaction . " well , i can send you a picture of me ,if you like and you can make it your wallpaper ?" "Harry!" i shriek and hit him on his chest . " So , what were you doing ?"

― Albus Dumbledore, Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire M E Y W A N G | The Asian Potterhead "I am not your friend, Hunter. I do not think we could ever be friends considering the only reason I made acquaintances with you is so that I could use you." This was not what I had planned to say to him but since the words had come out, there was no point in taking them back. I hated to see the pain reflected in his dark eyes, how his smile faltered until it was gone without a trace.

"I have no intention of harming you," Harry clarifies, face soured by the thought. "I would never harm a pregnant Omega, much less you, carrying the last line of Black." "My child will never be part of your sick twisted shit," Ariadne hisses. "You can go f*ck yourself." Harry laughs, eyes sparkling as if Ariadne had just complimented his pinstripe suit. "God, you're perfect. Like a lily, a perfect Madonna Lily," Harry says, and it causes Ariadne to nearly vomit.