Harry Potter Kills Himself Fanfic の小説・ストーリー

The Love Potion could fake love, but it could never fake hatred. Jason personally signed the papers to sell me to the black market. I was used as a live test subject for experimental drugs. In the end, the Corrosive Spellvial burned through my insides. The last thing I heard before dying was that Jason was sparing no effort to find a way to heal Lilian's tongue. At that moment, I regretted everything. I regretted having feelings I should never have had, taking shortcuts I should never have taken, and betting my whole life on a bottle of Love Potion.

From it came a wave of power that turned air to ash, ripping through armor and shadow alike. I joined her, not as a protector, but as her equal, her mate, her storm twin. For every enemy that came, ten more fell. Blood painted the stones, but we did not waver. We were cleansing this place of its lies. And then, in the final moment of clarity before chaos returned, Harry made his last, desperate command. "Kill them both!" he screamed, madness dripping from every syllable. His voice echoed through the arena like a curse, triggering the last wave of killers he had held in reserve. I looked at Samantha. She looked at me. We nodded. If this was the end, we would meet i

Despite my inner beast protesting, there was no choice. We were alone, and we would die there if I didn't use the remaining power I had, even if it was forbidden, to free us. “Let's kill her, avoid her claws,” ordered Henry, the Alpha. “Leave her to me!” Harry shouted in fury. “It's what you always wanted, Beta.” I taunted him. Harry lunged toward me, skillfully avoiding my claws by biting into my belly and upper back. I groaned in pain, gasping, realizing the cost of forbidden magic—my life force was being drained!

I reminded Marco in a whisper. "Of course, I don't hit women. But I'll make sure to make your life as miserable as hell. If you ever think of acting smart and doing anything dumb, I promise I'll kill every one of you, starting with your brother. You will come to know what pain is, so you better dry your tears, my precious wife," he declared. I remained silent, my chest heaving repeatedly with anger. "I hate you, Marco," I muttered under my breath. He pulled my chin to meet his gaze. "Would you look at that, we already have something in common."

Matty continued talking to himself, “Cloud did as he was told. He didn’t have any regard for his partnership with his partner at all, nor did he think of a way to save his partner. He actually killed his own partner with his own hands! “Don’t you think such a person is heartless, cold-blooded, and selfish? He’s so selfish and cold-blooded that he would even sacrifice others just so that he could live!” After Matty was done speaking, he thought that he would get everyone’s support and righteous indignation. Unexpectedly, there was only dead silence inside the carriage. Harry had a cold, languid, and indifferent look in his eyes. The smile in his eyes revealed an unprecedented hint of loneline

"When I had those guards kill themselves, it was only partly the reason. I wanted to vent, and maybe seeing people die calmed me down because, over the years, I think my brain must've suffered some kind of setback." "Because I'm not wired the way I should be. Everything is always so jumbled up inside my mind, and I can't seem to control it. Sometimes, I don't even want to control it." Harry says, and for a second there, I get really scared, but the second passes by really quickly. "And you shocked me a whole lot. You took my pack from me. It was so unexpected to the core," he says to himself a little. "I had to. You were killing innocent people." I defend.

\" A man like him may need two weeks or more, he is very strong, sharp, his body will not respond to drugs easily ، And it is up to you to put him one point in every cup of coffee he eats throughout the day, up to five times, no more \" She tries to claim hardness and inertia in front of Harry and inside her rupture how she will kill the one she loved. Will she bear to see him get rid of his life in front of her without preventing him \" Where did you go with your thoughts, is it so difficult for you, did you forget everything he did with Lillian ، How did he kill her in cold blood and even tattooed her body in his name to tell us himself and that he does not care about her as if she is a pr

That hopelessly foolish Elena, who had craved his love like a lapdog, had finally given up. He was silent a long time before he said coldly: “Fine.” “If you're so set on leaving, then wait until the banquet's over.” “When it is, I'll see you out myself.” I nodded. “All right.” With that, I turned to go. I'd taken only a step when my vision went black. I caught the door frame and barely kept myself from falling. Adrian's voice came from behind me. “What's wrong?” With my back to him, I steadied myself for a few seconds before straightening up again.

He exclaimed desperately, "My life and the Ninth Mountain is in your hands now! I'm willing to die for you if you spare me!" "Your life is in my hands, right? Then, die right now," Sebastian said coldly. Harry shuddered in fear before he got to his feet in a futile attempt to run. However, Sebastian scoffed and raised his hand. There was one last bullet in his hand, and he threw it at Harry's retreating figure. There was a loud whoosh and a flash of gold as the bullet flew at Harry and buried itself deep in the back of his head. Harry fell to the ground with a thud as blood pooled around his body. He had died so suddenly that his eyes had frozen wide open in horror.

Any one that seemed a faster way of death. Suicidal thoughts. Ones too graphic in my head as i played out the events. I stab myself. Harry comes rushing in to meet me in a pool of my own blood as she struggles to stare in my dilating pupils, shaking me to wake up. He uses his bloody hands, battling with the keys on his phone to dial 911, or just Wu. She always seemed to there nowadays. But alas, in his hands, i breathed my last breath. And my eyes just stop.