Harry Potter Rare Abilities Fanfiction Novels & Stories

It felt soothing, like he was telling me I'd do fine and it was all right. "I'll be here. I'll be here to always tell you what's real and what isn't, Maeve. You've beat these games before. You can do it again." I heard Lyra in my head encouraging me. Sometimes I think I'm crazy. I wonder if other people's wolves had names and if theirs seemed like a different entity from them. I cautiously asked Dalia and Nyla, but they looked at me like I was crazy. But I could hear Lyra... I could feel her. And thanks to the Mad Mage's incident, I now know what she looks like.

But a vampire could only ever use one ability neither spells nor potions could change this and only spells at the scope of his/her ability could be used. Either-way, one weird thing was that in all awakening of abilities, no human nor vampire had ever awakened the ice ability. Investigations were done on both sides to figure out exactly if it was actually true and the fact that ice abilities were non-existent was a huge shock throughout the world, due to this, ice related potions or spells were very rare and quite defective, perfects one with little or no defects were reserved only for royalty. Researches were still ongoing even after the war to find out why exactly this was so and seemingly

“And headmistress Morwen?” “Headmistress Morwen fears me,” Harry said with a chuckle that wasn’t entirely human. “She should. Once, she tried to bind me to her will. She failed. But she thinks she has another way now.” His eyes moved to me, sharp and knowing. “You.” My skin went cold. “Me?” “Yes.” His tone softened, but words were sharp. “ Raven left you with a fragment of his power when he died,That power is dangerous. Headmistress Morwen craves for it. She’ll tear the academy apart to claim you.”

“The women born into my family have special abilities and powers. I’m sure you have all noticed some of Sky’s talents are beyond that of an accomplished warrior. Don’t get me wrong Little One, I believe you would be a force without your abilities but even I have noticed abnormalities knowing what powers you could possess.” “What do you mean ‘abnormalities’?” I ask, now concerned that something is wrong with me. “Normally each female has one gift or enhancement. Your mother, from what I understand, had emotional control over others. Something I know you have, I’ve seen you use it on all of the boys, even here this morning. Jena is drawn to you when her emotions become too much. You have

It felt as if I stood in the center of a shrinking box. Rensin’s voice roared through the air, “Now is the time to prove yourself!” His words echoed within me, filling me with determination. If I didn’t act now, I might never fully unlock the power that lay dormant inside me. I summoned every ounce of energy I possessed. A blinding light surged from within me, rising until I radiated with the force of all six ancient districts: Werewolf, Werefox, Wereboar, Wereshark, Wereraven, and Lycan. On top of that, I bore the magical abilities of witches and wizards. Magic pulsed through my veins. Power—raw, overwhelming, intoxicating—filled me.

Sex with me and Lyros has always been explosive, but I don’t think I’ve known anything else but him. Now I’m running away from him and I’m finding out I have magic. I’m finding out I have abilities. Lysandra watches me as I look at the trees and it’s fascinating because the forest is alive to me. I can see an energy running through them. I can see energy running through everything, and I think if I focus enough, I can manipulate it. Raina says that’s something that shouldn’t be possible because no one can do that. Not the four Lycan Kings of the Kingdoms I was meant to steal artefacts from, and not even Lyros himself.

"When can we fuck him? I want to meet his wolf so bad." Shit. Amaris is such a slut. "But hey, we never talked too much about your newfound ability ever since you discovered it! It was rare! I never met a werewolf who has that ability! I know you're a special one, Samara!" I thought about what Amaris said. Yeah, right. First, my healing abilities. Second, my eidetic memory. And now this. "Is it possible that my parents have this ability, Amaris?" I began to question my abilities because I knew they were rare, but why was I the one blessed with this?

"I always knew you were going to get us into trouble as soon as we got here, but I didn't know you would get too blind to see everything. We have special abilities and mine is to know the kind of person we are in the room with. Don't you understand what you have done?" What was she talking about? She had a special kind of ability that allows her to know the kind of person we are. Does that mean she could sense the kind of person I am before I even tell her anything? I know the Royal family has a lot of special abilities apart from that of a werewolf, but I've also heard of other werewolves from across the world with other special abilities like that of a witch. Alicia turned to her with a sc

"Harry was a violent, unstable wolf with a history of abuse. Kael had threatened him multiple times over his treatment of Zara. It wouldn't take much to push that situation to its inevitable conclusion." "And then swoop in to claim the corpse," Sage finishes. "Using Harry's body specifically because it gave access to this pack through Zara." Zara makes a small wounded sound. Rylan, sitting beside her, pulls her closer. "So we're looking for someone with magical ability, intimate knowledge of pack politics, and a vendetta significant enough to plan this elaborately." I tick off points on my fingers. "That's still a massive pool of suspects."

I can make money with this! It was probably because of my surprised expression at this moment that Alpha Jayden grabbed my hand roughly. “You feel your wolf?” He scrutinized my expression, staring at my face intently. “I guess that's right. It means that your abilities just appeared together with your wolf. You have a rare healing ability, which only one werewolf in a Pack possesses.” That was amazing! I'm no longer the weak Cassie, no one will dare to step on me again, I'm sure!