Harry Potter Mpreg Novels & Stories

Harry replied, "I really love Uncle Levi, Uncle Levi loves me too. But I'm not with Uncle Levi, because Mom and Uncle Levi don't take the initiative to express their feelings to each other, so they miss each other." This kid, what a devil child, can say anything, knows everything. Grainne continued: "So does Harry know an uncle William?" Harry nodded, "Of course I do. I'm also engaged to Uncle William.

"Lennox is my exception, Mom, and he hasn't even been sorted—" "Your mom sorted me last year," I interject, recognizing her deep love for Harry Potter. Regina nods firmly, affirming her decision. "He's Gryffindor." I blow a playful kiss in Ashton's direction, taunting him. He licks his lips, attempting to maintain a serious expression, but fails to hide his amusement. Regina observes us for a moment longer before inquiring once again, "Do you happen to know anyone who might be interested in dating Tony, perhaps?"

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 pur

"Yes. The heir of the long-lost kingdom, my boy. So you better be smart in all your decision-making. The Kingdoms fate us in your hand. Be wise. Be tough. Be strong." "How would I do that? I don't even have a wolf with me." "Your wolf has been suppressed. In time, when you find her. The descendant of the Moon. You'll mate her and it was the only way to restore your wolf." A moment passed and Harry's eyes began to blur for a moment. Everything stopped and all the memories from his parents travel into his kind like a stream of a river. Everything, including the betrayal of Lady Magda and their death. Then everything was gone. He was now sitting in the dark icy cavern alone.

She stressed on "exactly the same" very hard. "So what do you want to say?" Harry's eyes twinkled and grew darker. Olena pinched the photo with her hands and unconsciously put forth her strength. "Do you...have an illegitimate child?" "No." Before Olena could finish her speaking, Harry denied it. He had only slept with one woman before. It was impossible that a woman would be pregnant with his child. An illegitimate child? How could it be possible?

“May I?“ Higan shifted his gaze his back to me, catching my glare. He didn't flinch, and I desperately wanted to show him that he should. “You really thought I'd buy the idea that he was just an Alpha?“ He leaned in to whisper his words in a venomous hush. “He didn’t hide it well, Harlyn. Not after that Christmas party. That show he put on? You think I really wouldn't notice?” My lips parted, but nothing came. A voice in my head overlapped with his rambling. “He'll take him away from us if we don't do something,” My Sorceress pressed in gingerly, like her own anger wasn't boiling my veins. The wind tore hot through the clearing. It stank of silver, blood, and open graves.

He wasn't supposed to fuck other women hard enough to get them pregnant. But he had, and I was not the mother of the kids. My mother grabbed me by the shoulders and started to shake me. "Are you even listening to me? What the fuck is your problem, Edda?" she yelled, and when I lifted my eyes to meet her gaze, there was tears on her face. I slowly stood up to face her. "Zayden has heirs now. Two kids. A boy and a girl," I stated slowly, repeating the fact because a part of me was still struggling to believe it.

I did not feel it was too much to ask. Ryleigh Agnes was born at sunrise on September 3. Charis was with me as my midwife. Ryan and my father paced and worried the entire night. The magic inside Ryleigh terrified them both. There was no sign of the ancestors the morning Ryleigh was born. There was no sign of magic inside her. She was beautiful and perfect. The best part was she was the perfect little werewolf baby. "She is all wolf," Ryan says as he holds her daughter. I could feel his relief holding Ryleigh. We had our family now: no magic, no ancestors, no reapers. The End

Miranda added angrily. "Really?" The woman scoffed. "But that wasn't what we saw earlier." "Then please do tell us what you saw." Malfoy demanded. He also wanted to know what transpired. "Well, Princess Miranda thought that she could beat Melody because she had no wolf, but she didn't know that Melody had her young pups to protect her." The woman stared admiringly at Melody and the pups. "Even I can't get the scene from earlier out of my head."

I drank it all in one swift movement. Jason, I wouldn't beg for your love again. I was going to love myself. So… Why are you the one who ended up regretting it? ... I looked at the crystal vial in my hand. The pale, pink liquid shimmered inside, giving off a scent that was both mesmerizing and dangerous. This was the legendary Love Potion, the forbidden magic of our world of Werewolves. Drink it, and the target would have "love" etched deep into their soul for seven years.