Harry Potter Is Henrik Mikaelson Reincarnated Fanfiction นิยาย & เรื่องราว

Grainne simply nodded and replied, "Yes." The housekeeper continued, "I'm sure the young lady also noticed it a long time ago, right? So ever since the young master returned, she always didn't want to be in the same room with him. Young lady, I feel that the current young master is most likely not our real young master!" Grainne raised her head, sighed, and said softly, “Yes, Uncle Abel, you're right, he really isn't Carwyn. He is someone sent by Mira Aura to impersonate Carwyn, just to get JK.” The housekeeper's eyes widened in surprise: "If the young lady already knows it, why not... Grainne replied with a sigh, "Because it's not the time yet, but it is. Uncle Abel, promise me, help me kee

It sometimes feels like we’ve all known each other for much longer than we really have. “The one and only gorgeous. I assume you are the lovely Megan?” He says with a wink and she giggles. Darrien’s expression is stormy and I can’t help but giggle. “Hey Harry!” I greet him. “Hey Ry!” He imitates my pitch and tone, then immediately drags me out of Bellamy’s arms and into a one armed hug. I laugh and hug him back before stepping away and back to Bellamy’s side. I take his hand and squeeze it to soothe his jealous side and he gives me a half smile. Harry smirks. He knows exactly what he’s doing. He might be interested in someone right now, but he’s still an Incubus and he likes causing trouble.

Kallinikos shook his head and said, “It’s no use. I can’t sense the presence of any soul sigil. His soul sigil must have been destroyed when he was attacked by the Chaotic Treasures.” Then, he inspected Henrik’s injuries. Henrik still had a pulse, albeit a weak one. Regardless, he could still be saved. Kallinikos used a Supernatural Power and brought Henrik back to life. Henrik’s injuries healed in an instant. The moment he regained consciousness, he saw James who was lying beside him, and the Macrocosm Ancestral Gods surrounding him. Unable to suppress his sadness any longer, he rushed toward James. “James!” He cried in grief.

It was all I could see now and no matter how Hera screamed at me and threatened me, I didn't care. I muttered the spell three more times and Mikael's eyes shot open. His seizure had stopped. But, his eyes....they were yellow and within them was mischief. "I will ruin you, Athena" he growled and Enzo nodded at me. It was a sign to strike. Squeezing my eyes shut, I lifted the crescent sword above my head and brought it down, as hard as I could. I felt it when it penetrated through skin and bones. Mikael's blood splattered on my face and I pulled out the sword, letting it fall to the ground with a dull thud. I fell to my knees the same time Hera let out a bloodcurdling scream. Mikael looked lik

Humans got rid of all witches by burning them at the stake during the reckoning but I ran out of town with nowhere to go. Years ago I had come back to the very same town that Katherine had died, I was made duke even though some people knew I was a vampire they employed my help for different jobs they could not do themselves. You could say that I was some sort of assassin. It was for a job that I had gone to the manor of the Pedros and that was when I had seen Guinevere, she was a replica of Katherine. I had heard of reincarnation but never had I believed that it was possible, now she was grown into the woman that Katherine was before she died and her scent was irresistible. I know she is not

“Oi Fenrir, come here!” I summoned Fenrir who was commanding all the wolf troops. Alpha and Segawon bow to him because he is the real leader. Fenrir is a hybrid creature from a cross between a werewolf and a lighting wolf. Not only was he crossed, he was also the result of the crazy Professor's research trials. There are 2 hybrid creatures that survive and it just so happens that a boy and a girl, it is the result of their marriage that eventually becomes Selen.

he said to Kaida, who nodded. "Yeah, I did. I owe you one," she told me. I smiled and shook my head. "Let's leave it at that. I'm cashing it out on you helping me bring Dalia along." At that point, a golden-haired man came striding across the grounds with the kind of confidence that demanded attention. He was dressed similarly to Riven in midnight blue with silver threading that caught the light. "That's Harrion, the prince's half-brother," I heard Kaida say

"I heard—are you okay? What happened?" "I'm fine." I smiled. "I'm better than fine." He stared at me. His gaze traveled from my face to my body and back again. "Your eyes," he said. "They're different." "I know." "What happened?" I told him. About Kianuk. About the tooth. About the transformation. When I finished, Niklas was silent for a long moment. "You're not a half-blood," he said finally. "You're not even a descendant." "Then what am I?"

They’re using moon magic to send it back and forth. One of them notices me watching. “You want to play?” he asks. I’m surprised by how friendly and welcoming his tone is. “That’s okay,” I say. “I don’t really know how.” “You’re the one Wilder brought back, right?” the guy says. I nod. “I’m Hax,” he says. “Milo.” “Good to meet you.” It’s like he doesn't even care that I’m a hybrid. Or maybe he doesn’t know. Maybe Wilder and the High Sorcerer aren’t spreading that part around just yet. It would make sense. I’d probably keep it quiet if I was in their position.

As Kat got close enough, she whispered maliciously, "If you keep avoiding me, they're going to be suspicious." Kat's jaw tightened. "What you're doing is suspicious." "Not at all." Edeline kissed Kat's forehead. "They're looking at us and thinking how sweet it is, for you to find your mother again. I knew it was genius, pretending like an echo. I saw it in that famous story about a boy with a scar, Harold Porter." "Harry Potter," Kat corrected. "Yes. That. A dead loved one coming back to guide the hero on an important quest? I think I pulled it off."