Harry Potter Nine Novels & Stories

A creaking sound filled the air, and the space she placed her hand started to give in. A square-shaped hole replaced the once-perfect wall, and then something green started to fill the hole again. This time, Kira placed her wrist right in front of the hole. A buzzing sound filled the dark space, and my jaw dropped when I realize it was a scanner and it was scanning the watch on her wrist. The sound stopped but nothing happened. Suddenly the wall pushes aside, revealing a door that slides open at the same time. I was still gawking at what just happened when Kira pulled me in.

And make me rip the paper that records his debt! In a chilly tone, Sara explained, "Stephen's mind is not that we say a guess is a guess. These are the words that Mr. Joe just said. Therefore, don't you think you could spare some time to assist me in taking photographs of the rosehip waiters working at Happy Hill Pub? When Mr. Joe overheard that, he laughed and said, "Of course, Yes!" I will right away have someone else take care of that! *** The door to the wolf room was smashed open with a loud "Boom," and the tall figure that entered was none other than Harry Potter himself.

"Clara, can you convince Lucas to let me have it? I really want that suit for the homecoming party." So, Dad was actually throwing him a formal party to acknowledge him. Bringing him into the family so publicly was an insult to both Mom and me, but thankfully, Mom would be divorced soon, so I couldn't be bothered to care anymore. Just then, Clara spoke, her voice as cold and detached as ever, "Lucas, let him have the suit. Next time you go to the tarot studio to draw a card, I'll let you have an extra turn." I scoffed at her words. She made it sound like she was doing me a huge favor.

To strengthen his claim as the heir, Kyle pushed me forward in front of all the elders, showing me off like a trophy. "Elders, this is my mate, Althea. She has been blessed with a divine gift from the Moon Goddess!" he announced, his face flushed with a manic energy. "I have died nine times, and every single time, she was the one who pulled me back from the brink of death!" "What?" "Nine times?" The hall erupted in chaos. All eyes were on me—filled with shock, greed, and a disturbing fanaticism. I wasn't a person to them. I was a rare treasure, a magical item that could grant immortality, to be used over and over.

Alphas who grew a few features to signal their status. This was different. The man before her stood barefoot on cracked concrete. His bare chest was covered in glowing violet runes carved into his skin. His black hair fell wildly around his face. Two sharp fox ears rose from his head, twitching at the sound of the door opening. And behind him… Nine enormous silver-white tails whipped through the air. Each one powerful enough to crack the concrete walls. Lyra’s breath stopped. A Nine-Tailed Celestial Fox. The ancient bloodline of the Imperial Thorne family.

Guests took a seat after him. I listened intently to their suggestions on how to stop the killings of mad werewolves. @DeathWish Thank you once again for opening this Chapter, I hope you like it and want to continue it by searching: Alpha King Checkmate in Search Bar. Thank you so much and have a wonderful day. I'll update the Nine Months Soon. Thank you!

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!

"God, my father would kill me if he finds out and..." "He wouldn't," she said quickly, reaching across the table to grab my hand. "We would figure this out. I promise you." "How?" Tears blurred my vision. "Zadok is gone and you know daddy hates him. And if I tell anyone else, it would get back to him within hours. You know how this city works." Maya squeezed my hand even tighter. "Then we will keep it quiet. Just until you reach Zadok. He is eventually going to come back, Sandra. You know he would."

"No, you're Jenna. You've finally returned." Tears streamed down her face in thick rivulets. "I'm so sorry for letting you suffer for nine long years. But now, you have me, and all my love is yours. You don't need to be afraid anymore. That little wretch is gone. She got exactly what she deserved, just like that monster…" Fear coursed through Anna, making her body quake. She flailed in a desperate and weak frenzy, as if she might crumble into pieces. Mom rose, carrying a bowl of her ever-greasy stew. "Jenna, just drink a little…"

It was a photo of him in his hospital bed, holding the tiramisu. The caption read: “Thanks, Annie. This is the best comfort dessert ever.” Underneath it, Annie had left a smiley face. I shoved my phone into my pocket, heart hollow. It had been ninety-nine times or maybe more than that. However, whatever the number was, it was time to let go.