Harry Potter Lovely Novels & Stories

✋✋✋✋✋✋ She was on a drip and I sat down close to her bed. Lucky I just called her parents and they will be here any minute. She was sleeping peacefully, even when asleep she was putting on a smile. She slowly opened her eyes and I guess she was shocked that I was there. "Who are you" she asked faintly "Am the one who saved you, my name is Jace Harrison" I said nervously "Thanks" she said soberly "Am a huge fan" I said "Really?" She smiled "Yeah" I said "Thank you" she said

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?"

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.

I don’t know what’s wrong with me but I can sense my uneven heartbeat. I couldn’t move my eyes elsewhere because this particular girl had caught the attention it. She looked fabulous in that pink fluffy frock with two pins holding her copper locks back. The other girl was wearing a purple fluffy frock, the same as the girl in a pink frock, she had everything in purple while the first girl had everything in pink. The girl in purple looked at me and waved. I waved back and smiled. She took a step forward to come towards us but a woman, I suppose her mother stopped her from doing so.

Finally we reached his lovely house, it was a beautiful house with wooden walls and roof just like I had in my world such a wolf taste even though there was nothing extraordinary about the house and green plants in front of his house but when he opened the main door of his house a whip of scent came inside my nostrils and I inhaled a deep breath, I could sense a strong scent of werewolves, not just one werewolf but two different werewolves. Lucky me!

I shake my head- I am not going to let her foolish words bother me Soon we got home and … Harry, that sentimental fool, rushes toward Alora like a moth to flame. The guards try to stop him - they know better than to let anyone near those silver chains - it is highly refined silver that even I cannot afford to touch my skin. But Harry pushes through the guard with a strength I didn't think he still possessed even after his wolf has been lost "My little girl," he almost cries- eww, pathetic.

"I personally think it's lovely." "Right." Harry was quiet for a moment, his eyes scanning his environment. He picked up this little snow globe I had on my desk and shook it, watching as the snowdrops shimmered around gracefully. "So..." He started, placing the globe back carefully on my desk. "...Dean." I gave him a look, "Yes? What about him?" "Nothing, just trying to see if he's a touchy subject." He shrugged lightly and then looked at me. "You two had quite the beautiful love story."

"Hi, Del. Where are you from? I've been looking for you since yesterday. Why did you disappear, huh?" Delmar was silent and just looked at Brisa with a sad look. For eighteen years of friendship, Brisa can read if now Delmar is not in good condition. Even though his best friend didn't say anything. "Wait a moment." Brisa stopped the person who was decorating her nails. Nails that have been colored silver and will now be decorated with small white gems.