Harry Potter Mage Fanfiction Novels & Stories

And you know that’s true. ‘But what if it’s different this time?’ another part of me whispered. ‘What if I can change him?’ ‘Change him?’ I scoffed internally. ‘Get real. You’re not going to magically fix Mago. He doesn’t want to change. He just wants to get what he can and leave’. ‘But I can make him see me’, I insisted. ‘If I play this right, I can buy time. Make him get used to me, used to having me around. Maybe he’ll realize I’m more than just some conquest.’

"Sophie, I am your Alpha! You will obey me!" The glass windows of the building started to vibrate. But I stood firm. "No." I looked him straight in the eye. "You are not my Alpha. You never were." Lucas froze, his hand stuck in mid-air. Just as the words left my mouth, he froze. The hand gripping my neck slowly loosened. He was mind-linking someone. Willow.

My head is fuzzy with need and love. I've tried like hell not to mix our magic, but I can't stop it any more. The moment my magic reaches out for hers, we react. A moment of sheer ecstasy shoots through both of us and we groan in unison. I can feel the tingles of magic spreading through both of us, mixing and tangling together, mimicking what I'm desperate for our bodies to do. I hear gasps and grumbles behind me, pulling me from my moment again. Someone... or rather two someones doesn't seem happy with what's going on right now.

SELENE POV I had all but given up trying to free myself from Tor's iron grip by the time he strode back into the settlement with me slung over his shoulder like some type of trophy. It was times like these that I wished my magical abilities went beyond healing and defensive spells as I fantasized about the h*ll I would unleash on this arrogant b*stard with his superiority complex. I was brought out of my fantasies when I noticed people in the village streets were stopping to stare at the spectacle of me being hauled like a bag of grain. Unable to stand one more moment of this embarrassment, I conceded.

" Would you even be standing here if I had blown up the house?" He crossed his arms over his chest, a smug tugging at one side of his lips. " Yeah right, all thanks to Merlin who showed up to fix everything with just a simple magic trick," I playfully winked at him then moved my gaze to mom whose mouth was agape. " With the second help of my beloved friend, Harry Potter,”

Lucy is developing the ability to feel love—what if that means he can fall for someone else? "I wonder if a love potion would work on a demon..." One asks in a dreaming tone while biting her nails. "It's worth a try, right?" "Girl, now that the dumbass rejected him, maybe I could help stitch his heart together again?" Another one sighs dramatically. "With those eyes and that smirk, I would let him go all the way—imagine that face between your legs, god, I'm hot already." My jaw drops to the floor. The second girl is fanning herself with her spellbook, sweating even though it's not even warm. Mrs. Phyllis left the classroom to fetch something. And now the three girls are dreaming about my mat

Lora chased after her deranged brother who was on a murder spree, dropping bodies with every stop. "JRUE! JRUE IT'S ME LORA! STOP THIS JRUE IT'S ME!!!" she shouted at him, trying to catch up with him, but she couldn't catch anything, not even her breathe. Thomas Milner saw the carnage building up inside the room, and it wasn't over yet. He turned to the others and shouted as loud as he could, "everybody, hold on to something!" he stomped the ceramic tiling and tightened the tendons in his arms, screaming at the top of his lungs he had no intentions of masking his effort. It took a moment before the floor begun overturning, lifting the floor of the building up and tilting the room towards the

Kael’s jaw tightened. Harry chuckled low, stepping closer to me. “Good, tell them, own it. You are not their doll to control. You are fire, and fire cannot be caged.” Headmistress Morwen slammed her staff against the floor, magic crackling in the air. “Enough!” she roared. “Aria Blackwell, you are hereby—” “Try it,” Harry cut in, his tone soft but deadly. The air in the hall froze. Even Headmistress Morwen stood still,her eyes narrowed at him.

Harry's eyes widened for a second before narrowing in fury. Lady Magda added, "....You are not to mention that woman in front of me, little wolf!" She shouted. Her resentment was noticeable in her eyes, it was full of hatred towards the descendant of the Moon Goddess. Her hands twitched, and she could feel a vein pulsing in her forehead. "Why? Afraid that she might defeat you? Or she already did? Didn't she?" A little smile forms on Harry's lips.

Well, at least I finally got something I can do as a mage, right? Water splintered like glistening crystals as I turned and followed the rhythm with precision. I closed my eyes as I continued on my track, there was another smooth splash. Once again, I turned and leaped a little, then faced the audience and opened my eyes. I thought I'd see my expectants watching me in awe. But to my surprise, my line of vision was directed to a pair of unfamiliar pitch black eyes, the darkest shade of black I've ever seen in my whole life.