Harry Potter Ice King Of Slytherin Fanfiction Novels & Stories

His back hit the wall with a loud thud, and he just stayed there, staring at the floor. I frowned. “What the hell is wrong with you?” My voice came out softer than I wanted. I quickly hardened it. “Get out of my rink.” His shoulders started to shake, and I flinched when I saw a tear slipped down his cheek. He was crying. The untouchable Ice King was standing in my locker room, breaking apart right in front of me. What the fuck was I supposed to do with that? The burning anger in my chest twisted into confusion. My brain screamed at me to walk away, but my feet stayed rooted to the floor. I didn’t want to deal with his shit, but seeing him so vulnerable like this, twisted something ugly insid

Christy was telling me to keep quiet but I was obviously not willing to listen to her. " Because I am in charge of you, The Lycan King won't be bothered about slaves like you " " I am not a . . . " I started to say when I stopped myself short. She doesn't know who I was before I know where I am being taken or before I have seen the old and crazy king who finds pleasure in buying and killing slaves. " I am not going anywhere with you until you show me to the Lycan King, In fact, I refuse " Of course, I refuse, how else was I to know if I am just not being taken to the back of somewhere, where I am killed and forgotten, No! my story would not end here, I have so many things to prove, in fact,

She turned to go up the stairs. “Where do you think you are going to with our family heirloom you thief?” Sloane screamed. “The marriage has ended, you need to return the ring. I honestly don’t even know what Liam saw in you, you gold digger.” Dukia pulled the diamond ring from her finger. It had never fit right, loose and cold. She placed it on the dinner table, directly on top of the divorce papers, and walked up the stairs to what used to be her room. Her bag had already been packed for her. A single duffel bag that she had stepped into this family with. She picked up the bag and walked out the front door.

I'll just have to keep it to myself. "I'm going back to my room . " I said walking off. "I'm hungry. Go prepare something for us" Prince shouted to me. "Go fuck yourself Lance. I'm not your damn slave!" I stomped off angrily. As I opened the door of my room I felt the presence of someone behind me. I turned quickly and saw Harry. I looked down on his feet. Just as I had suspected. He took off his shoes so I didn't hear him following me. "I knew Lance wouldn't listen." He said smiling.

“Why? Does it distract you? Or does it mess up whatever important little speech you prepared in your head?” Ryker stepped into the doorway. “Cover yourself and shut up, Dominic,” Ryker growled. I stepped out of the closet barefoot, bare-chested, throwing myself back onto the edge of the plush king-sized bed. I leaned my elbows on my knees, looking up at him with a lazy, dangerous grin. “Jealous already?” I purred. “Don't worry, my taste isn't as bad as yours. I like them… hybrid.” Ryker’s fists balled up at his sides. “One more rubbish from you, Dominic, and see what happens.”

Harry smirked, “You know what’s worse? They say he’s gay and infertile. I couldn’t let your sister get married like that.” Filled with rage, I couldn’t let myself be dragged down like that. I opened the cake I was holding and slammed it to Harry’s face. I shoved the chocolates down his throat and kicked Harry’s balls and he groaned in pain. I pulled my sister’s hair and she yelped in pain.

A little smile forms on Harry's lips. Her furious eyes were her shield and sword, they were the gathering of clouds for rainfall, and Harry will never witness. Then the smile evaporated from his mind. His conventional warmth was gone faster than summer rain. Undoubtedly, even his focus was somewhere on the icy lion's head behind her, its shadows dancing as if she had become invisible to him, or, he could not bear to see her at all.

• When i get inside my house,i make an ice coffee with popcorns to watch Harry Potter. I'm basically obsessed with Harry Potter.Like first of all,how is Tom Riddle so hot? I know he's a Villain and very toxic but if he gave a chance i would take it. Anyway,I call Kayla to check if she's arrived at her house already or not. "Hey Kayla" "Hey wassup"She said with her chirpy cheery tone. "Are you alone?" "Yea why?" "I was talking to Hayden like asking him some questions and now he's mad at me...I don't even know what i did to make him so pissed at me."

"As I have emphasized, you are mine. I can hear your unhappiness in your heart and because of that, I can't mark you with my canine and possessiveness without your permission.” I was taken aback by what had occurred and to the words he was claiming, but with my own accord, I continued to listen to him. “But that marking can tell that you're now in the arms of the Lycan King—" "No way I'm going to allow anyone— much worst you, to lock and declare your possession on me!" I thought it was enough to kill his growing obsession on me, but I was wrong. I was flabbergasted when he yanked my back hain and smirked devilishly.

This time I held her up myself, taking up an icecube which I slowly inserted inside her soaking cunt. Her pussy swallowed the ice cube immediately and she shook, then let out a throaty moan. "You like that?" I rasped. She nodded. Like, really fucking nodded in affirmative. "You fucking slut." I growled and took up another ice cube which I slowly fucked her with this time. Then, I took out my dick and began to rub the length, up and down repeatedly until we were moaning together. When I was done with her clit, I took up another ice cube and rubbed her ass with it. She whimpered loudly in relief at the soothing sensation, then pushed her ass further into my hand.