Harry Potter Jarvey Novels & Stories

What a joke that would be! “The surnames are the same, I know that much. Besides, I am Master York,” Harvey said. Kyren was immediately infuriated. He had been around Siberia for many years, but he had never met someone this idiotic in his entire life. He was glad he managed to stop Harvey from getting closer to Judith; her life would’ve been instantly ruined if she married someone like this.

“Here it is.” Shawn took it from her, giving her a once-over. Marie, also commonly called Black Barbie, had a thing for pink. To her, pink and pretty meant the same thing and she made sure to look it everyday. Even her dark brown hair had pink tips and so did her fake lashes. Now one would think someone so vain would actually be struggling with academics but they'd be wrong. Marie was academically gifted and she made it well known. Back in elementary school, she was a threat to Jade's overall position as second best. Jade was a little shy but Marie was extremely confident and outspoken, so she was frequently chosen to represent their school in competitions along with him.

Valerie: Morning sunlight spilled across the terrace, warm and soft against my skin as I stepped outside. The breeze carried the faint scent of pine and fresh earth, the quiet hum of the pack grounds far below. Everything felt calmer now, steadier, like the world had finally exhaled after months of choking tension. “Val.” I turned. Xavier stood in the doorway, dressed in a dark shirt with the sleeves rolled to his forearms. His eyes, those steady storm-blue eyes, held something different today. A warmth. A nervousness. A spark I hadn’t seen since the very beginning.