Harry Potter Lovely Novels & Stories

She remember telling him how she preferred gathering small toys than the big fluffy ones. Her eyes stared at the box filled with the small dolls of her favourite movie characters, Harry Potter. There was a time she used to share with him how she will do anything to collect dolls of the characters of this movie. She noticed the only character she shared how much she loved, she had a weird hate and love relationship with this one character and there were dolls of his.

Chapter 49. She blinked. ‘What about “Toby”?’ He shook his head. First love… And suddenly it came to him. He typed in a name…was offered the hint again. He tried it again without the capital and he was in. ‘What was it?’ she asked. ‘It’s “harry”. All lower case.’ ‘Harry? Who’s Harry?’ ‘He was a puppy Dad bought him for his fifth birthday. A liver and white springer spaniel. Completely brainless, but it was love at first sight.’

Aislen said for him. “Doesn’t have to be roses,” his cheeks were bright red, and he avoided her eyes. “Any flower would do.” “I’ve never wanted to be ordinary,” Harry declared. “You never have been,” Jules observed coming around the side of the house with the pot of water and the small boy. “From the moment you were born, my beloved, I imagine the sun shone brighter, and the stars sparkled more, shamed by your beauty.” “Oh, my gawd,” Toby’s jaw unhinged.

Or they are hiding something. Harry was wearing knee-length jeans. He briefly kissed Manny's forehead, whose innocent body was covered by a thick blanket. Harry smiles with satisfaction… 'she makes me addict to her body, minx!' 'She is our second chance mate. I am happy… 'Replied the wolf. 'Indeed. I want a puppy.' 'Twin. I want a twin puppy!' 'Let's work hard then…'

She asked. Harry pouts his lips as he stares into America’s wonderful blue eyes which reminded him of the sea and the same feeling he felt when he saw her for the first time, “I don’t… I haven’t really found them yet but what I do have…” He trailed off and tried to fish something inside his small bag. “You have what?” America asks curiously. “You will love it, sweet cheeks.” Harry assures her as he finally pulled out his surprise and carefully placed it on both of her palms. “Feel it.”

"What kind of wine suits me?" Harry didn't answer her, he just smiled gently. Coincidentally, someone knocked on the door at this moment. She looked up at Harry and asked, "What's this?" "It's for you. You'll know when you see it." Loraine was flattered. "You gave me a present?" Harry reached out and lifted a strand of her hair. He smiled and said, "You gave me a big gift. Shouldn't I return it?" Loraine's face immediately turned pale. "You, what do you mean?"

But if a seven-year-old wanted to read the entire Harry Potter series in a week, Kiara was not going to discourage it. Kiara’s blue eyes flicked over to where her niece leaned against the trunk of the sugar maple tree with green leaves and small greenish yellow flowers above her. She sat on grass that was already lush and green thanks to the pack Omega’s and city maintenance crews. Unlike her sister’s unruly curls, Marie had straight dark auburn hair that hung just past her shoulders. Her bright warm honey eyes devoured the words on the page in front of her. In her young mind, Marie wore Hogwarts robes that were in the Ravenclaw colors. In reality, she wore knee length khaki shorts and a pu

It's an endless stream of merriment. This creature was elegant, the aura around him loudly spoke royalty. The love in his eyes seems to be stronger than any story I had heard of love potion's power. The waves of the tender love I felt protruding from him was stronger than my little tender heart that had never in real time experience love.

His hair was hiding his eyes and she couldn't control it anymore She touched his hair lightly, she was sure he was asleep by now as he wasn't even moving. She gently pushed his hair out of his eyes, but before she could take a second to admire how beautiful he was, he opened his eyes. They were blue. Ice blue. They were beautiful. It was as if they held magic in them. They were attracting her towards him in a way that it was hard for her to oppose the force. It felt like those eyes held the most heartbreaking stories and scars. They were the eyes of a person who'd been through enough to last a lifetime.

His erection against my back and it makes me sick. “Thank you for turning me on princess “ - he whispers in my ear and I feel the small amount of food I had eaten come up. I force it down not wanting to show the weak part of throwing up. Harry walks to me and both his hands meet my breasts. “Let me go” - I shout while the idiot behind me rubs his erecting on my ass. “Oh Amelia, too bad you haven’t been taking your pill” - he says with a laugh and that’s when it hits me. He wants me pregnant? What the fuck?