Harry Potter Golden Trio Novels & Stories

Cela said. "It's nothing, Ms. Cela. We are all happy to help…" Hyun said but suddenly realized that he had to be careful with his words. Ivy strongly instructed him to refrain from mentioning or implying anything about the third book at least for now. "The account is private. You should send a friend request or a private message to connect. If you want, I can send the request and probe some more," he asked.

"You need to learn how to be a brother again. You’re so busy being the 'Keeper' that you’ve forgotten that your siblings are your partners. If they fall, the mountain has no filter. It will consume you." Caleb flinched. It was the first time I’d seen him look like a fifteen-year-old in days. "Again," Elena said from the porch. "From the top. Colin, anchor the house this time. Cindy, listen for the drone’s pilot. Caleb... keep the neighbors from seeing what's going on in here." The triplets looked at each other. For the first time, I saw a spark of the old triplet synergy; the 'Three-Headed Force.' They didn't need a pack. They were a resonance.

The wave of golden energy expanded, filling the room, shaking the school. The windows rattled, and the walls shook. The students, stunned, fell to their knees. The light faded, leaving a deep silence in the training center. My body trembled with power, and my hands glowed with a golden aura. Fear washed over me again. What was I? What had I done? The triplets, Aiden, Brayden, and Jayden, ran toward me, their faces a mixture of amazement, concern, and pride. Everyone's eyes were fixed on me, their gazes a mixture of fear, awe, and reverence.

Threads of silver, gold, and crimson tangle around each other, forming a beautiful tapestry of color that enchants the eye. Three symbols stand out each time I look. The first is the moon outlined in silver, then the sun outlined in gold, and lastly, in the center of it all, a necklace with a stone, wrought in so deep a yellow it can't be anything but gold. The hood to her cloak is still on, so when we meet in the clearing, I can't see Merlin's face at all. She doesn't make any moves to pull it off, and that's fine by me. I didn't come here to look at her face.

The door to the hall opened, a man entered the hall. He moved like shadow even though he was over 7 feet tall, he was wrapped in a dark cloak that was the color of shadows and it flowed behind him like he commanded the wind. His hair was raven-black, falling just past his sharp jawline, then his eyes like frozen silver swept over the room like he owned it yet did not want to be here, and for one terrible moment, he locked with hers. My breath caught, then my heart stuttered once, then resumed in a faster rhythm. I could smell him. Ash. Pine. The unmistakable scent of moon-kissed fur and pure lust. I don’t believe I have smelled anything more exotic.

A misunderstanding could happen and that was the last thing I had ever wanted. "Well, if you don't like it, you know what the solution is, don't you?... Next time there's a ball ask me before someone else does and not as a last resort" — Hermione Granger, Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire M E Y W A N G | The Asian Potterhead "Mey!" Relief washed over Jess's face. "Where were you? We've been looking for you." She stole one curious glance at Ty. "And why are you with Ty?"

blue is really his colour. “I've shared the file with you. Look through it and find your partner.” I watch as he turns to the white board, raises his hand and starts writing something down. The fabric at his wrist slips away, revealing the small gold watch he wears there and more expanse of delicious skin. I really have to get myself together. I open my phone, d******d the file and skim through. Jackson, there it is. Paired with a McShaw. Who's McShaw?

“Even if it is him. What are we going to do? I say we cut our losses now and head for the hills. I wouldn’t deal with Gordon for all the gold at the end of the rainbow. It was your father that groomed him. He’s three-fourths of the way to full crazy.” Ariadne scoffs. “That’s rich, especially coming from you.” Harry smiles wickedly, eyes glimmering in dark delight. It’s the Cold Wolf’s cross point. There’s something about Ariadne that makes him worse than he is, makes his teeth like razors grating against each other. Victor pushes a black and white photo towards them in hopes of moving things along. It’s a still frame, Harry to the left, Gordon to the right, and his father in the middle. Ther

On our wedding night, my wife, who almost never drank, got wasted because she was supposedly too happy. Just when I didn't know what to do, my best friend sent me a long message explaining how to take care of her. I blushed, but I still followed his instructions and soothed her the way he described. Natalie, who had been making a scene, miraculously quieted down. But just as I was about to call my friend and thank him, Natalie suddenly hugged me from behind. Heartbroken, she whispered, "Ashton Hawke, you're the one I wanted to marry." As she said it, the tattoo near her heart slipped into view: a hawk with its wings spread wide. My mind went blank. Ashton Hawke was my best friend of

“Our pack is not like others. We can only shift on full moon, and that’s because a witch cursed us almost a hundred years ago. But we all think that with you here, we can finally break it.” “Why? I’m nothing special, I don’t know anything about curses.” I frown, this is confusing. “It’s because of what the curse says, Luna.” I turn to an older woman when she speaks. “What does it say?” I ask curiously. “When gold meets silver, the world will stop. When blood meets blood, it will move again. When soul meets soul, it will reverse its course. Those are the words of the witch. She placed the curse on our previous Alpha when she thought he betrayed her, choosing his mate over her. I strongly beli