Harry Potter Is An Assassin Fanfiction Romane & Geschichten

"I brought my ex with me” Harry incomprehensibly turns his head towards me. “Do you remember I told you I had never smelled a woman before ? That's because she's not giving off any scent”. Harry's eyebrows seem to have grown together over his forehead. “And that's because she's one of them. The witches”. I look down. Harry starts laughing. "What's so funny ?" “You've been with a girl who spends her free time killing guys like you? How the hell did you dare cheat on her ?”

I stopped right in my tracks when I found two guys talking but as soon as they noticed me, they stopped talking. "Hey," One of them spoke, "Im Zayn." He smiled and walked towards me. He had brown messy hair, lots of tattoos and piercings. He was indeed hot. "Alexia." I returned the smile. "Ohhhhh," The other guy spoke, "The assassin." He had brown hairs, lots of tattoos but no piercing. "Yeah," I replied, "The assassin." "Im Harry." He winked at me as i looked at him in a disgusted face.

' I screamed and gritted my teeth. "You won't be able to use your powers. Not with silver and wolfsbane in your system. You know, for someone who has heightened senses and an intelligent mind, you sure are stupid and slow to not see this coming. You're too easy." He laughed wickedly at the end. Tears formed in my eyes and I grunted in pain when I moved. I looked up at him. "Why??" I whispered with a weak voice as my vision started to blur. "Wh-why are y-you doing th-this. Harry? Why are you with Dylan? He's a traitor and a bastard!"

I thought she would the next Vivian. "Sir z please she is one of your assassins, what happened," Lucas asked as he held me on the arm that held the gun. "She is the killer we have been looking for, she is the killer! I will kill her!" I yelled as I spoke. I pushed aside Lucas and I walked over to the girl on the floor. I grabbed her by the hair and Harry tried to stop me. I placed the gun on his head and he moved back. He was right under the same category as she, I could use the opportunity to murder him too if he kept on persisting. I had to find new members to be placed on this team. Everyone of them were worthless and useless.

He leaned down keeping his sinister gaze staring at her stunned ones. "Sell your soul to me. And with an idea of never going back. Because once you entered my hell. You will never find an exit. Never!" _________________________________________ That was intense. From this episode, the real story is starting. Hope you have already understood that Harry's way of thinking is not ordinary so you will find a lot of dark twists in the story. Till the next Adios.

― Albus Dumbledore, Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire M E Y W A N G | The Asian Potterhead "I am not your friend, Hunter. I do not think we could ever be friends considering the only reason I made acquaintances with you is so that I could use you." This was not what I had planned to say to him but since the words had come out, there was no point in taking them back. I hated to see the pain reflected in his dark eyes, how his smile faltered until it was gone without a trace.

My question came out in a stutter and I looked at anywhere but him, so he wouldn't be able to see how much this was exciting to me. He smiled, but it was so sinister, shivers wracked my entire body. "Like I said, little Kayla, the minute you say YES to me, the word NO would cease to exist in your word bank until the next morning. And when I say I get to do everything I want to you," he tugged my hair back until I was looking at him again and I gasped at the sharp pain. "I mean it." My eyes searched his, trying to find out if he was going to hurt me, and he seemed to sense my question.

Mayari ignored Jim's remarks as she sat on the nearby chair and place her hand on the table that separated her from the elf. "I'm not here to say hi." she coldly stated. "Now start talking." "You're no fun." He sneered. "The truth is, I don't really know who's the mastermind of this case." "You're an assassin that is paid by an anonymous client." Mayari concluded. She knew the field very well. Jim was surprise that she was able to quickly grasp the situation. Nevertheless, she reached his expectation. "Yes." Jim nodded. "But judging by the amount of money he paid for the Royal Family's assassination and the very accurate information he have about the Royals, there is a high probability that

CONTENT WARNING The Assassin’s Portrait is a Dark Romance featuring heavy themes that are not for the faint of heart. This story is strictly for mature audiences (18+). THEMES: • PSEUDO-TABOO: A forbidden, obsessive step-sibling dynamic. • HARD EROTICA: Graphic sexual content, power play, and BDSM. • GRAPHIC VIOLENCE: Blood, gunplay, and dark criminal themes (Bratva). • MORALLY GRAY CHARACTERS: Obsessive, possessive, and dangerous behavior.

In the private room with her, I could see her whole body trembling when I touched her like she hadn’t been touched in years. Just as she was about to press the drink to her lips, my handler, Silas, spoke to me through my AirPods to pause the mission I immediately took the glass from her and poured the contents over my chest, and she thought it was part of the act, not knowing she almost drank herself to her own death. Just in case Silas needed me to complete the job subsequently, I left a card with my number on it and with how harsh her breathing was and the desire in her eyes, I doubted it would go unused