Harry Potter Has The Rinnegan Fanfiction Novels & Stories

SELENA'S POV My heart hammered against my ribs against the heavy silence of the study. I had been reckless, yes, but the golden deer head in Draco's study had shifted under my touch with a mechanical groan, revealing a seam in the mahogany paneling that shouldn't have existed. I’d stepped inside, expecting perhaps a safe or a hidden wall locker. Instead, I’d stumbled into a private universe of depravity and dominance. The room was vast, partitioned by invisible lines into four distinct, chilling corners... One was a command center, a massive, wall-spanning screen glowing with the pulsing tactical overlay of the city, a digital web of surveillance that made my blood run cold.

“I was informed it was the head of the housekeepers who did it, my Alpha. I believe her name is Nadja.” “Well... it looks hideous,” Alpha Jackal sighs to himself. “Rin, I command you to make her hair look like it did before.” Immediately, Rin’s eyes change from a bright blue to a glowing red, and shivers race down my spine. Magic is oozing from his every pore, and I freeze when my silver curls grow out to their former glory. They even seem even shinier and more luxurious than before. My throat goes dry. “But... how?” I touch one of my curls, and then it hits me: Rin must be a demon. A contracted one, and Alpha Jackal is his master.

He wasn’t stupid enough to mess with me. I could make him disappear without any trouble. Innis turned white as snow. “Father?” “Yes, unfortunately, your father killed your uncle and fed your mother a love potion.” “She didn’t have even a latent gift?” “Rinna was a smart girl, good and kind, but no. Her brother might have grown into his magic later, but the only thing she could do was pass on the Andago blood to someone else.” I sighed and supported Innis, who was shaking like a leaf.

His eyes fell on the hand of his soul mate, resting on the arm of another, and a dull growl escaped from his throat. "Bonsoir (Good evening*)?" said Raphaël frowning at this stranger who seemed to want to tear his eyes. "Bonne soaR," replied Harry in a hostile manner. He took another step, closing the gap between them. Harry towered over everyone by a good head and made no effort to show his hatred for this miserable human who dared to touch his soul mate. He had no right to. She was his. She was the Moon Goddess' gift to him after all his years of hardship.

I didn't realize my nails was piercing deep at the woman I hated. Rowena gaze shifted to my tummy and then back to me. "You can't help it. It's the child's destiny" She whispered to me. Her black gaze growing darker than it ever was. "This child is better off with me. It's powers and magic belongs to me and only me" Rowena's gaze hardened. I knew exactly what this deranged woman was thinking. I pushed her away from me, my blue crystals hardened twice more. "You won't be getting my child. Never in your miserable life Rowena" I screamed, slitting her throat with a gust of wind.

Their hands were placed on their chest, still thinking back to how Alex violently killed everyone. The final skill that he performed, the furnace of forbidden spells, was mind-boggling. None of them had ever heard of this power. They were simply confused with the entire situation. In the end, they all turned to look at Hermione. “Is he really your master’s husband? As in that goddess’ husband?” “Who is he then? Is he really some superhuman from ancient times?” Hermione waved both her hands. “Don’t ask me. I can’t tell you anything. I can only say that the sect master’s daughter of the Sun Shrine gave Sir ten billion spiritual stones.”