Harry Potter Raised By Goblins Fanfiction

Marked by Fate Fate binds them. War breaks them. Love might just destroy them. Baylee is different—haunted by a scream that can shatter souls, burdened by powers she never asked for, and tethered to a destiny that never felt like her own. She’s raised in love, protected by a family who would die for her. But the shadows of a brutal past cling to them all. And the future? It’s darker. Crueler. Waiting to strike. Fate never forgets what it marks. She and Caden are forged in blood and fire—child soldiers trapped in a war that steals their innocence and chains their souls together. In the wreckage, they cling to each other—bruised, broken, but still breathing. Love blooms not in safety, but in survival. A bond born in blood, long before fate made it law. They’ve survived everything. Grown stronger. Deadlier. But as their bond flickers to life, it doesn’t soothe. It burns. It confuses. It hurts. And neither of them is ready for what it awakens. Marked by Fate is Book 3 of 5 in The Blood Moon Saga.

Book One in the Fate Bound Trilogy Born under a prophecy and raised in a nightmare, Zahra has spent her life starved, isolated, and hated as the unwanted daughter of a pack Beta. When her father finally snaps and attacks her, her body breaks, but something buried deep inside her finally awakens. Her wolf. Pushed to the edge of death, Zahra’s first shift is violent, conscious, and fuelled by pure survival. And when white fur surfaces, the truth becomes impossible to hide. She is no ordinary wolf. Chosen by the Moon Goddess and tied to a forgotten prophecy, Zahra is suddenly thrust into a future she never asked for, one filled with power, danger, and people who see her as something far more than she’s ready to be. For the first time in her life, she’s surrounded by friendship, loyalty, and the kind of male attention she has no idea how to trust. As feelings begin to form and bonds start to take shape, Zahra quickly realises nothing about these connections is simple. What draws her to them may be drawing them to each other as well. But Zahra has never belonged to anyone. Bruised, furious, and desperate for freedom, she refuses to become a pawn of fate, no matter how tightly it tries to claim her. Because destiny isn’t given. It’s taken in blood and battle. Zahra’s story is for anyone who’s ever been overlooked and dared to rise anyway.

Orphaned in a border attack and raised by the Crescent Moon Pack, she’s spent her life trying to earn her place—not just as a werewolf, but as one of them. When the powerful Shadowclaw Pack comes to negotiate a tense truce, she meets him—their cold, formidable Alpha. They are fated mates. But he takes one look at her and refuses the bond. She’s from the wrong pack... the one he’s spent his life fighting. And claiming her would mean betraying his own. But the bond doesn’t care about blood feuds, and neither do the growing feelings neither of them can deny.

 “Are you sure Ella?” I asked and when she nodded in approval, half scared and anticipating, I slammed my full length into her in one full thrust. Her eyes rolled to the back of her head at the sudden intrusion and she held onto me for dear life, whimpering and moaning loudly without a care in the world and I loved it. I loved the way her lips called my name in pleasure, not knowing whether to beg me to stop or continue.  I was going crazy. This stranger was driving me crazy. I could feel her clench her insides at the sudden intrusion and it took me all the self control I could muster from my whole ancestors to not release in a single thrust. “Fuck Ella… you're doing so good… I whispered raggedly in her ears as her whimpers filled my senses.  I started slow but with each thrust deeper and harder than the last and when it looked like she couldn't take it anymore, I increased my pace and thrust faster, earning louder and faster moans from her. I didn't know what I enjoyed more. Her ecstatic whimpers or actually fucking her senses away. ************************************************************ Elara and Dylan, two complete strangers, mischievously ended up in the same hotel room and they shared a night of hot passion after their drinks got spiked. Unknown to the both of them, powerful forces are working to unite the both of them for a greater and more sinister motive.

I killed the Alpha. At least that's what everyone thinks. I'd always been regarded as the black sheep of my family and Pack, the cursed girl. Not only was I born mute, I never shifted at age 14, like a normal wolf should. That began my life of misery. Due to unfavorable circumstances, I was blamed for the Alpha's death and demoted to the Pack's slave. My life became hell on Earth but I endured it, hoping that one day, the truth would finally come out in the open. I realized my life was over, the minute I found out I'm the Alpha's mate - a man who despises me with every breath and thinks I killed his father........

He branded her a curse. Threw her out under a swollen moon. Walked away while she bled. The bond didn’t snap, it tore... and kept bleeding. Now the Omega they smothered in ash is on her feet, silver-eyed, moon-marked, carrying a power no Alpha can collar. She isn’t hunting revenge. She wants it quiet, bygones. But the past won’t unclench its teeth and neither will he. When the moon spills it's light again, they’ll learn why she didn’t die. She wasn’t meant to. She wasn't cursed, she was chosen. Built to change the pack... or burn it.

My husband thought cheating would break me but he was wrong. I let him keep his lover… and took his pack and three alpha bikers wolves bound by loyalty and blood… and me... their human mate with a hunger for revenge. I discover I’m more than a pawn.. I’m their queen.. and anyone who comes for what’s mine won’t survive the night..

Scarlett Whitmore was excited to discover she was pregnant when her perfect life was shattered as she found her mate in bed with her cousin. She threatens to reveal their secret affair but her mate stops her, ripping her child out of her and at the brink of death.Scarlett loses her life but three sister witches from the feared Black Blood Pack find her just in time and revive her with a new face and identity, giving her the chance to seek revenge on those who destroyed her life and unborn pup.Alpha Zane, the cold and cursed leader of the Black Blood Pack, is on a quest to find the one destined to break his pack's curse—a mate with the mark of the goddess. When Scarlett comes into his life, reborn with the mark of the goddess everything changes. Would Scarlett be able to break the curse and get her revenge and can Zane find redemption for himself and his pack before it's too late

Born under the silver glow of the moon, Liora was marked with a mysterious birthmark and a destiny she could neither understand nor escape. Raised in the Beta household, her life was one of cruelty...scorned by her stepmother Mariseth and tormented by her sister Ravena, whose envy grew sharper with every passing day. Liora’s only solace was Kaelen, the Alpha’s son, her childhood sweetheart and the secret keeper of her fragile hope. But everything shatters on the night of the shifting ceremony. While Ravena blooms into a powerful wolf, Liora collapses under the weight of the Moon’s power, left motionless and declared wolfless. Whispers spread like wildfire, unwanted, useless, broken. Yet, Kaelen’s lingering affection keeps her spirit alive… until the truth claws its way into the light. The Moon Goddess has chosen. Drawn by an irresistible bond, Kaelen and Ravena discover they are mates, bound by fate itself. To Ravena, it is triumph at last, the ultimate way to crush the sister she loathes. To Kaelen, it is torment; his heart burns for Liora, yet the pull of destiny ties him to another. And to Liora, it is the ultimate betrayal: abandoned by the one she loves, broken promises and hunted by the jealousy of her sister. But Liora’s birthmark holds secrets far greater than anyone realizes. A destiny tied not just to a pack, but to the balance of wolves and the Moon itself. As love turns to obsession, and envy turns to violence, the question lingers: Will Liora rise from the ashes of rejection to claim the power meant for her, or will the wolves who betrayed her destroy her first?

It began with blood. The first rogue attack left the Hollow Moon Pack in ruins, its warriors slaughtered, its Alpha gravely wounded, and its heir, Silver White, desperate enough to cross into forbidden rogue territory in search of help. That’s where she met him. Arthur, the untamed Alpha of the Rogues, was born unwanted, raised in ash, and crowned in blood. He didn’t trust pack wolves. He didn’t believe in mates. And he certainly didn’t want her. But the moment her scent hit him like wildfire laced with moonlight, the bond snapped into place. And Arthur shattered it. Coldly. Publicly. Without hesitation. “You’re not mine,” he said. “You never will be.”