Novel & Cerita Harry Potter Revenge Fanfiction

The more you care, the more you have to loose. ~Harry Potter, Order of Phoenix •• Noor wasn't sure if she wanted to be annoyed, angry, happy or disappointed. The flirty playful guy she had met twice on accident was actually the Mr. Umar Lukuwa she was supposed to meet.

Harry said and hang up. He thought to himself how he had treated her during their encounters and that made him feel like the worst person in the world. Although he was arrogant he did not want to be heartless to an orphan who had no one to rely on. His heart softened and he promised he would not take revenge on her but he knew she was the key to solving his problem.Harry took a shower and got ready to go to the office. *******

Harry replied, his voice barely above a whisper. Jude sighed. Harry was still crying, pain and anger filled his heart as he yearned to have his revenge. Veronica.

Harry always locks his room door at night. She sighed, falling on the bed. She remembered Yasmine's words during the first period of her working with Harry. “Actually, I would advise you to let it happen again. Remember you have an upper hand here. I have a feeling you'll be able to get your revenge sooner if you get Harry to fall for you. Just think about it. He'll be heartbroken and ruined! Double payback." Yasmine yelled excitedly.

Maya said pitifully. Harry drew close to Maya and gave her a deep kiss coupled with a hot romance. The moment was great. Maya could not remember when last she had that kind of hot romance. Sebastian's loss simply brought her a stress-free reunion. After thirty minutes, the couple collapsed on the bed sweating profusely. “ Thank you, Maya for killing that kid to sabotage the company, you are the best “ Harry whispered into Maya's ears, smiling. “ What do you mean, Harry? I didn't kill any child. I thought you did. You know me, I have my limit in taking revenge on people. I can't kill an innocent child because of that ugly Bastard” Maya fumed.

Harry says. "It is not good enough for me! I want you to convince him! If he does not marry me in three days, you will die. I will keep this spell on you until Xavier is my husband," I say. I let go of him, and I kicked away his knife. I kept my grip on him until we left the house to return to the club. I walk in front of Harry. It does not look too good. I know it is because of the pain of the spell. However, the next moment, I fell to the ground. I feel the burning of the knife in my back.

Suddenly, a wind howled, blowing away the phoenix leaves and road dust everywhere, slapping the two of them in the face. In that hiss, a woman's cold voice echoed softly: "He's mine! No one can rob him!” "Let me take you home!" After paying, Gregori suggested to Amanda to take her to her room. Amanda nodded. After all, being here at night, she didn't know how safe it was. The two were leisurely on the path covered with phoenix leaves. The romance and sweetness of Glasgow's autumn she had never experienced and did not expect it to be so wonderful.

~FLASHBACK AUTHOR'S POV Sia pursed her lips, as her smile dropped down. Glaring at Harry, she pulled her hand back and folded her arms on her chest; pouting. Harry was fairly enjoying her state. He was not going to give in so easily. She had ate all their brain cells out, as they tried to befriend her, now it was time for a little revenge. It was not like, he was refusing sincerely. He just wanted to tease her, while she was under his thumb.

Seeing that, he promised to himself that he will make all the dreams of the girl come true no matter what comes. The days went by with him getting immersed in his revenge and he got his senses back seeing the tears in Simran's eyes the day she came to know the truth . He realized he was in for a deep shit only then . When he met Sara that day, she enquired about the reason behind his sad face .

But I don’t have to hide here, with him: My lover and toy. “Please, A stór—arrgh— I’m sorry!" Harry wails, so pretty scary, I want to fuck his throat already. “Shhh.” Yanking his hair, I press a finger to his lips. “I’m not your treasure. I’m your king.” Harry’s body flushes. Barely breathing, blinking. With the way his pupils dilate, I’m almost scared he’ll pass out. His head tilts, enough to call a nod. “Y-Yes..”