Harry Potter Mind Magic Fanfiction

On Father's Day, I received a heartwarming gift. My one-year-old son called me Dad for the first time. But moments later, he convulsed, foamed at the mouth, and died before we could reach the hospital. My wife was shattered, and I was devastated. The doctors couldn't identify the cause of his death. Three years later, my wife emerged from her grief, and we welcomed our second child. But the moment this child called me Dad, they, too, died instantly. To spare her further pain, I suggested adoption. Yet, even our adopted children met the same fate. Unable to bear the losses, my wife divorced me. Everyone said I was cursed, never meant to be a father. Defiant, I remarried and had another child, vowing never to let them call me Dad. For years, we adhered to this rule. But when our daughter turned four, she came home from preschool, eager to celebrate Father's Day. Holding a card, she read aloud, "Dad."

When the heat wave hit, I was working at the National Weather Service and was the first to spot the climate irregularities. I warned my family to get ready ahead of time. My parents trusted me without question. They even proposed starting a "family survival fund." They told me to use the savings I'd built up since graduating to stock up on supplies, promising that they and my little sister would chip in every dollar they had too. If we were going to make it, we had to stick together as a family. I smiled. "Sure. I'll take care of the plans." That same night, I converted every penny into gold and locked it in a safe. I also went all out into building an apocalypse-proof bunker. When doomsday finally came, they showed up demanding the money we'd pooled together. "Hand over all the gold," they said coldly. "A deadweight like you is just wasting resources by staying alive." Smiling, I tossed them the safe with the gold inside, then sealed the bunker, locking them out completely. Laughing triumphantly, they opened the safe… and stared in shock at what they saw inside.

I opened my eyes to a dark, windowless room. Overhead, a voice crackled from the speakers. “Welcome to The Judgment Room. Each player will state the crime they committed. Do not lie. After all six of you speak, you will vote. The one with the most votes will be eliminated. “The game starts now.” In this deadly game, whose sins weighed the least?

In my previous life, my sister, Clarissa Smith, and I were adopted at the same time. She chose the Newmans, a prestigious family of scientists, leaving me with an impoverished divorcee. But later on, the Newmans kicked her out, and her reputation was completely ruined. Meanwhile, I'd married rich and had tens of millions of dollars from the government's relocation compensation package. Clarissa couldn't accept how differently our lives turned out, so she stabbed me to death. When my eyes open once more, I find myself alive again. I've gone back in time to the day Clarissa and I were adopted. To my surprise, I can hear her thoughts. [This time, I'm going to be the one who gets rich overnight!] As it turns out, she has been reborn as well. Well, this time around, she can be the one who gets to endure the torment instead.

My whole family could hear my thoughts. Twenty years after I was abducted, I finally reunited with my family. However, they used the thoughts they could hear to find out my bank account's passwords and PIN codes, all so that they could steal my savings. When they knew I was being stalked by a pervert, they offered me up on a silver platter just for the money he provided. I ended up getting locked up by the pervert and tormented to my death. When I opened my eyes once more, I found myself back to the day when it all began. I was going rabid deep down. 'Did Mom not use all of my money to support Mr. Warner next door?' 'Should I tell Mom and Dad that Alex is actually gambling instead of going to work?' 'I think Dad is attracted to Alex's girlfriend. What do I do?' This time, I want to see them turn against each other and reap the consequences of their own actions.

Blurb I WOULD NOT MARRY HIM AND THAT'S ON PERIOD!!! Echoes of my voice filled the room, immediately followed by a dead silence. It's been barely two minutes since my parents exposed their long hidden secret of marrying me off to someone I know nothing..... absolutely nothing about. "Diana please", comes my mom's voice, she sounds broken but I don't care "You're doing this to save us all" "What's the worse that could happen" I yelled back immediately "than marrying me off to a bastard" "Hello Diana" comes a voice embodied in masculinity, different from the one I'm used too but least unique enough to steal my attention.

Meet Cameron Ezekiel MacMillan, all six feet, two inches tall. Ice blue eyes that can melt off your panties, and make you fall head over heels in love with him, with a sinfully gorgeous body. Cameron lost his wife five years ago, left alone with two kids; Summer and Spring, five and seven years respectively. All he wanted was a good nanny who wouldn't quit after a month or few weeks, not a purple-eyed woman who would make his heart race like never before. He hated the way she made him feel because he knew that feeling came with a weakness, one he couldn't afford while being the CEO of a multinational company. Meet Ruby Miller, all five foot five tall, with a very sexy figure, even though she wasn't really aware of her shape that way. Rare purple eyes that feel like they are looking into your soul, with kissable lips. Aside from that, losing people and things were her specialty. Five years ago, she had lost her parents, and now, her job, and her boyfriend just broke up with her. Finding a new job to tide over before going to law school was the plan, not falling for her boss. It is a billionaire-nanny story. Enjoy!

When Chloe came to Leighton High for the first time, in a small town, she didn't expect to come into a bully's radar. All her life, she had always stayed out of people's way, and was never really noticed. She had also always had to make an effort to make friends, but never enemies. Not that she didn't think she was way past getting one, but she didn't think it would be someone as Handsome as Zach was. The first time they met was a disaster, and she tried her best to stay away from him, the only problem was, he wasn't letting her, and soon, the hate he showed her, soon turned into something she had never experienced before. Would she be able to get rid of the unwanted feeling she was getting for him, or the unwanted attention he was showing her? Find out in the intriguing story.

Kuhan is a kingdom with no tolerance for magic and sorcery, the only one with sorcery power in the kingdom is the one whom the King trusts the most, the young priestess. Eventually, a boy was born, alongside a cub which signified they're both magical creatures, they were banished from Kuhan immediately!. What happens when the young priestess turns on the Kingdom and their only hope for salvation is the banished boy, find out.!

"I think I love you. I will marry you," Damian's icy words froze Rose in her tracks. After their one-night stand, he had a change of heart. He found love elsewhere and was ready to wed someone else. But there was a twist—Rose was already carrying his child. With his mother on his side, he insisted she terminate the pregnancy. Through tearful pleas and gripping his legs, she begged him, "Please, forget about marriage and embrace your role as a father to this precious baby." However, fate had a surprise in store for her. When she discovered she carried not just one, but two babies in her womb, she made a life-altering decision—she ran away, vowing to never cross paths with him again. Five years passed, marked by her struggles, childbirth, and the relentless care she provided for her children. Then, unexpectedly, their paths converged once more. With a cool determination, she declared, "Sorry, sir, I am no longer your girl," plotting a scorching revenge. He pleaded for a second chance, but can he earn forgiveness and how?