Romans & histoires Harry Potter God Slayer Fanfiction

"I will give you two choices. Take your own life now, or wait for me to scatter your soul to the winds." I looked at this lofty god before me with derision, a mocking smile playing on my lips. "Husband. You have already scattered my soul to the winds once." "Do you truly think I am afraid of a second time?"

"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.

But no knight, no saviour, just me and my monsters. That was until a badass on a motorbike rolled into my life. My viking god, Harry Wild Child Fanucci-Steele. “It’s ok, baby. You’re safe. They can’t hurt you again.” He tells me and all I want to do I crawl on to his lap but I can’t move, I’m sore everywhere. “I will always come for you Sophie, my Slugger. I love you.” He kisses my head and I sob more. “I love you too Harry.” I say before I close my eyes again and sleep, knowing he is here. The man I love came for me. He is my knight. He saved the princess from the monsters and I love him for it.

But under that glittering joy, war loomed like a shadow with teeth. “I will not let her fall,” I said. “Not to witches. Not to fate. Not to her past. She is mine.” Khy’s voice was low. “Then you better start preparing to fight gods.” “I already am.”

She thinks I'm a good person? She's the only person I know who has told me I'm a good person. People call me Draco in the underworld, and most people associate it with the devil, dragon, demon, etc. But my fiery kitten thinks I'm a good person. Would she have the same view about me if she knew and saw what I was capable of? I know I'm not a psychopath who just kills people without thinking, but I've taken down some people because the world would be a better place without them, so I guess I did something good.

he says fiercely. Tears spill over. “You will. You built that empire with your own hands.” “I built it to protect something,” he says. “Not to worship it.” She shakes her head, gripping his wrists. “This isn’t fair.” “I know.” “Arrow—” “I choose you.” The words steal her breath. “No,” she whispers. “You can’t.” “I already have.” The door buzzer rings—sharp, insistent. Lawyers. Parents. Security. The reckoning has arrived.

Harry had a soft smile on his lips as he looked at his Peeta pack،The Alpha Lucian had warned him of this and told him that Galadriel would not leave him alone،So he was prepared for all these things already "“I am truly sorry, sir, but I believe that the person who has the right to determine whether I am the child’s father or not is his mother who is lying inside.” It was clear that Galadriel did not care about anything except starting a quarrel with the person standing in front of him. His anger and hatred towards Harry was so great that it could not be explained in words alone. "Do you think that bitch..." Harry approached him defiantly, looking at him with an angry look while clenching h

"Yeah nothing huge, Grayson just planned it as he was leaving. I guess he wants to inform everyone of whats going on in-person" I nodded in agreement before I slipped back underneath the warm blankets and reached for the remote. True to her word, Brynn and I enjoyed a full day of nothing but movies and food. We were a quarter of a way through Harry Potter and the goblet of fire when Grayson walked through the bedroom door, his face held an amused expression as he arched one of his eyebrows at us. "So, this is what you two have done all day?", he asked. "No. We also watched the first three films in the franchise and took a house quiz. I'm a Slytherin and Laila's a Hufflepuff!", Brynn added tr

Dante drew on his gaze, as if trying to catch him in a lie, but Harry burst out giggling. “That was funny! I told you that I am not my brother's puppet, why would you even think that I would do his bidding for him?” “He is your older brother, the two of you get along fine, so I don't see any reason why you would want to get rid of him” “What if I tell you that he is not my father's child and does not deserve to sit on that throne in the first place” “He is a Lycan!” Dante refuted, and that word seemed like a trigger for Harry, who snarled at him.

"There is a distinction between a god and a deity. Who would be so naive as to pray to those worthless brats when all they do is neglect us? During the Vurhanil War, I tried naming them Arekin and Arni. They didn't even bother to listen to us. I'm not sure if it was a positive or bad thing that we called them, but something must have heard us. It was heinous. It had no face, none, and just conscience, unlike a god. It was just a cloud-like black mass swirling about. It began devouring the vurhans' souls, or whatever it was that was holding them alive." Alicia didn't even notice she'd let go of her sword; all she could think about was deciphering Slejj's face to see if he was telling the trut