Harry Potter God Of Magic Fanfiction Novels & Stories

“Tch, don’t talk to me…!” …He clicked his tongue. What’s with his problem? God, I really want to punch him on the face and smash his jaw. “Erm, what about August—” “Do I seem like the type to cast magic?” “Whoa!? When did you come back…!?” I was freaked out by August who suddenly talks from behind. Why behind of all places…? “The principal healed me with his magic.” He muttered. “Anyways, among the S class— only Persia is skilled enough to cast a more complex magic.”

asked Astrid. “The Heart of Magic has the power of all magical elements overpowered by dragons. Because of that, the owner of The Heart of Magic naturally became the king of dragons. Because the owner of The Heart of Magic is the owner of the highest power among the dragons," Albus replied. "I understand. Draco needed this power to defeat the demons and warlocks. However, when I give The Heart of Magic back to Draco, it will be the last time I see Draco. My existence after that will disappear like dust in the wind,” said Astrid with a sorrowful face. Her heartfelt like it was shattered to pieces.

I would make them tattoo Zeve’s name on me in all the freaking languages in this world. “‘Unusual’ is the right word for our friendship. It’s always been unusual, I suppose,” I said. “By the way, did you know?” I asked Hikari in a serious tone and shook his head. “How do you know what I was asking about?” “Her highness’ history and her parents, right? No, I had no idea,” he said. “You have forbidden magic, too? Can you read minds?” I asked. “God, Mor. I can read you even without the forbidden magic.” He gently slammed his hand over my biceps. Ok, that hurt. My whole body was hurting and healing at the same time.

"Why do I get the feeling you all don't want me here?" "On the contrary," one of the five said, reaching nonchalantly over the table for a scone. "You know I like a show with my dessert." Wrath's grin widen as he pointed an excited finger at him. "Exactly why you're my favourite, Gluttony." Wrath... Gluttony? Don't tell me... The seven. Deadly. Motherfucking sins? Why didn't I put two and two together? It makes perfect sense now. Why does he exude so much power... he is a prince of hell. They all are.

The person was gone, completely and utterly annihilated. With her hand on her wide opened mouth, Katherine stopped. She'd wanted to scream Hazel's name to wake her up, but now she was just staring. What a powerful magic! What a frightening mage! He looked like the death god reaping their souls just now. She didn't want to catch his attention by screaming out loud.

"Daddy's plenty strong. Strong enough to see you through this." Claws opened more wounds down Agent's neck as King drew his cock out of the awakening no-fur's aching pocket and slammed into his ass and then began to alternate between the two. His hex magic covered both their bodies with a strong glow as the bedroom seemed to disintegrate completely, replaced by a whirlwind of void all around them. Only something as strong as the will of a God could be heard over it. "As you can see, I am busy. I have no time for you, Gate. You cannot have what I have claimed."

He asked smugly. I could really see arrogant Hades inside him right now, the bastard. My hands fisted by my side, all I wanted to do was punch him in the face. But I knew what I was going to do instead. His eyes were trained on my hands and he smiled again, as if knowing what I was thinking. "This would be a lot of fun" he said to me, then raised a glass of tea to me in salute before putting it to his mouth. I went back into my room furious, what kind of insane mister was Hades? I couldn't believe there could possibly be a god as heartless as he was. He made me so mad.

I shout out to the god in my head and it just laughs out loud. “You wanted power. I gave you power!” The god says. Everyone is dead. there’s no one left. All the magic, all the witches. all of them are gone. The deity sucked the very magic and life out of them. All in minutes, “This is not what I wanted!” I say with a shriek. “Yes it is. What did you think would happen? I am the deity of greed. I am always hungry. I constantly need to devour. You wanted power and now you have the power of all the witches you just killed.” The deity taunts me.

A truth that rewrote everything she thought she knew. Tharion. She whispered it aloud, barely a breath, but the trees seemed to flinch. She couldn't look away from the words scrawled across the page in Morgana's sharp, looping script: "He was once a god. Of hunger. Of longing. Of love made ruin." "We thought we could tame him with devotion. We thought we could bind him with blood. But gods do not bleed like men. They starve. They wait." Seraphina's fingers trembled. Her magic surged beneath her skin wild, frightened, resonating with the same deep ache she felt every time she thought of Dorian's eyes hardening as the council passed her sentence.

How could I ever take this thing off? He used to be a very powerful wizard alongside my father, but he inadvertently lost his magic. He tried using forbidden magic, causing the gods to take it away as a consequence. Apparently, he is still able to detect magic in objects as well as people, and can still be affected by magical items. He just can’t cast spells or use magic himself. I felt great sympathy for him when he shared his story. I wished I could give it back. Heck, I even tried. He laughed, telling me I don’t have that kind of power. Eventually, I knew I needed to go and prepare for my ceremony, but I didn’t want to leave his side.