Harry Potter Scream Novels & Stories

"You’re worth five million dollars, Vespera. Don't make me regret not selling you to the labs." My father didn't look at me like a daughter. He looked at me like a bad investment. As a 'Dud' born into a Royal Shifter line, I was a freak, a wolf-less servant who scrubbed the floors of the packhouse while my sister prepared to lead. But when my grandmother’s heart started failing and the hospital threatened to dump her on the street, I ran out of options. I signed the paper. Ninety-nine days. One child. No names. No light. The man who bought me lives in a fortress of concrete and silence. He is a billionaire who never shows his face, a shadow that only comes to me in the dead of night. They say he’s a monster. They say he’s deformed. But when Killian finally touches me in the dark, his skin doesn't feel like a monster's. It feels like a furnace—a scorching, electric heat that makes my dormant blood scream for the first time in nineteen years. The truth is much worse than the rumors. Killian is the Lycan King—the same God my former pack kneels to every Sunday. He doesn't want an heir. He’s dying from a feral rot that’s eating his mind, and my 'useless' human blood is the only thing that stops the screaming in his head. My parents think they sold a broken girl to pay a debt. My ex-mate, Alpha Jax, thinks he rejected a nobody. But as the life inside me begins to howl, I realized that I’m not a Dud. I’m a Moon-Healer. And King Killian isn't going to let his medicine walk away when the ninety-nine days are up.

"I wonder how long it would take to make her scream," he whispered. But I was certain everyone had heard. The comment snapped something inside me. The fear and the trauma of my parents, the years of being just a companion erupted into a sudden, blinding rage. I whipped around, shoving his hand away and glaring up at him. "I'm not going anywhere with you!" I snapped, my voice cracking but loud. Kael’s eyes widened, then darkened with a predatory delight. "Oh," he purred. "The Princess has a backbone after all." "I'd rather die in this dirt than go with a monster like you!" Even i couldn't believe my boldness. Tommy hissed my name, his face pale with horror. Behind Kael, I saw his guards shifting, ready to tear me apart for the insult to their Enforcer. "You aren't going to die today, little one," Kael said, his smile disappearing into something hard and cold. He grabbed my arm in a grip that made me cry out. "But you are coming." ~ In a world where the moon reigns supreme and the night is ruled by Lycans and werewolves, humanity lies shattered beneath their claws. Annabeth is one of the last remnants of a once-vibrant human existence, forced into servitude after the brutal murder of her mother. As she grows up in a pack that sees her as nothing more than a plaything for the alpha’s son, Tommy, she learns to hide her pain behind a mask of fragility. But when the High Lycan enforcer, Kael, arrives for inspection and to impose his will on the pack, Something that could change Annabeth's fate forever happens, which would turn the life she knew around. This is the story of Annabeth, the human admidst beasts and monsters. ~~~~

She didn't mean to moan when he pressed her against the stone wall, his hand between her thighs, his breath scorching against her ear. "You're soaking, little Omega," Damien growled. "Tell me-did you think of us when you touched yourself at night? Or did you cry and clench your legs shut like a good little liar?" She trembled and her body ached for more. Lucian's voice came next, rough and dark. "You ran from us. Left us hard and hungry. Do you know how close I came to tearing through that city just to feel your cunt grip my cock?" Her knees buckled, but Kael caught her, dragging her back into his chest with a growl. "You belong to us, Omega. Say it, or I'll bend you over this desk and make you remember with every inch." She gasped, lips parted, but her voice broke before the words came. "Say it," Damien snapped. "Say who owns this filthy little body." The mate bond snapped, it was wild and irresponsible. She burned for them, and ached for them. And when she ran, they hunted. Now they've found her again, and she was trembling, slick, lying to herself with every breath she takes. But there's no more mercy. She'll scream when they mark her. Shake when they knot her. Break when they bond her. "You were made for our cocks, little mate," Lucian whispers, licking her tears. "Now open your mouth and show us how sorry you are." This time, they don't make love. They destroy her and she begs for more.

She opened the door, and when she stepped inside, someone else closed it behind her. She jolted. Her head spun in shock to see him standing there. Her nerves felt jittery. He couldn’t possibly kill her now, could he? “W-what do you want?” Anna stuttered. The usual smirk wasn’t on his lips as he glared at her. “One thing I hate is when things don’t go as I planned. Silly little loopholes,” he said, pushing away from the doorframe. Her heart rippled when he took a step toward her. He was tall and large—she felt like a little girl compared to him. “I will scream,” Anna breathed, cold sweat rolling down her back. He held her chin. His hold was gentle as he caressed her jawline. Anna shivered. Then his lips tilted into a smirk—not enigmatic like the ones she had usually seen. This one was… sinister. One that told her he didn’t have good plans for her. “Careful there. We wouldn’t want you ending up with a broken spinal cord now, do we?” His large palm flew to her throat, his thumb gently caressing it. Tears brimmed in her eyes. “What do you want?” Her voice came out as a low whisper. “Your body,” he deadpanned. “As manure for my apple tree.” After being thrown to the wolves by her own father, Annalisa must make the ultimate choice—follow her heart or destroy the man she’s come to love.

EXCERPT. "This cock was the reason you killed my wife, now ride it till it bruises you," Lucien hissed as he tightened his hold around my neck. "You are a bad girl Bambina mia, how can your mouth be watering for my dick?" Don Luciano, my father-in-law, chuckled as he gently rubbed my bruised lips. ...... ...... Despite being the only daughter of a Mafia Lord, Aria had been pampered and hidden all her life, she knew no violence until her 18th birthday. Drugged and miraculously ending up in bed with her cousin's husband, she triggered her death and realized she had no choice but to marry him (her cousin's husband). But Lucien, the head of the largest Mafia syndicate, hated her; he believed she was the reason why the woman he loved died, so he agreed to marry her to torment her. War was brewing but so was sexual desire between the people who claimed to hate one another. Tormented and battered, Aria sought comfort in her favorite popstar, a mysterious, famous, masked singer, Michell Blaze, who didn't scream danger, but Aria soon realized how wrong she was. She thought her father-in-law irritated her but she soon found herself begging for his assault. When the mask fell, Aria realized that she was not only trapped in-between the men who had ruined her peaceful life but also the man who healed and destroyed her. WARNING: RATED 18 FOR THIS BOOK CONTAINS BOTH VIOLENCE AND MATURE SCENES. READ AT YOUR OWN RISK, for it is a dark romance, so you might see stuff that might be triggering, so please proceed with caution

“Where’s your fight now, wife?” Dominic's breath ghosted across my bare skin. “Let me go. I’m warning you,” I hissed, struggling against his wrist that held both my hands above my head. “Funny... Your upper and lower lips seem to be contradicting each other. I don’t know which to trust… maybe I should kiss both, see which one’s lying.” “Fuck you!” I spat—only it came out more like a moan I couldn’t control. “Yeah…” His hand tightened, holding me just enough to make my pulse pound. “Yeah… you will. You’ll beg for it.” “You'll scream it out to the world. Tell them who you belong to,” And it should’ve been a joke. A sick one. Because Dominic Cantrell wasn’t someone girls like me belonged to. He was the billionaire’s heir with a reputation that could ruin cities and rebuild them. I was a mere cleaner with a brother in debt. But when a series of mistakes; one fight, one night, one kiss; pulls us into a contract that binds me to him for 365 days, survival becomes something I have to earn… under him. The devil thinks I’m a pawn. He thinks he can own me, bend me, break me. He’s so wrong. Because I'm not one of his bimbos. I'm his Kryptonite. And one day? I’ll make the devil kneel. WARNING: Contains high R-rated explicit scenes.

On our seventh anniversary, Damon, the Don of the Voss family, turned what should have been our wedding into a divorce ceremony for the seventh time. I did not scream or break down sobbing. I only stood in the middle of the hall like a clown while his friends laughed at me. "Evelyn, why aren't you laughing? Don't tell us you're actually mad." Damon came over with a frown and gently wiped the tears from my face. "Evelyn, stop crying." "I promise. This is the last time I'll make a joke like this." I looked at him and suddenly remembered what I had overheard outside his study the night before. "Don, this is the seventh time you've made a fool of Evelyn. Aren't you afraid she'll leave?" Damon was silent for a moment. When he spoke, his voice was hoarse. "She won't." "Everyone knows Evelyn can't live without me." "Selene once took a bullet for me. Her health has been poor ever since." "She wanted to see Evelyn fooled seven times. I'm only granting her one last wish." "After this, I'll marry Evelyn properly and make her my Donna. I'll give her the grandest wedding as compensation." I had already been humiliated seven times. No matter how deeply I had loved him, no heart could survive being worn down like that. Damon did not know I was the hidden heir of the Hale family. I had never cared about his title as Don. In three days, I would return to my family and accept the marriage alliance.

First book- Our journey from engagement to marriage Sequel- The Journey of love #2 Siddharth and Preeti complete their journey from engagement to marriage in bbok-1. Siddharth make Preeti his after so many obstacles in his path. Now they are ready to live their life after marriage. "Siddharth I can feel someone's eyes on me. Like someone is watching me from afar and observing my every single move." She told me on phone. i can clearly sense the panic in her voice. "Where is keerti?" I asked her while looking at my car keys. "I don't know..She told me she will come in fifteen minutes but it's already more than hour when she went somewhere, dropping me here." She said in a trembling voice. I know she is near to cry. "Don't worry baby.. I'm on my way." I said while taking a long strides towards the elevator. " Siddharth, I...aaahhh.." I heard her scream and then phone line went dead. I tried it again but it was switched off. ..... slap.. A loud sound of slap echoed in a large sitting hall. I looked at Siddharth with my wet eyes. tears did not stop falling from my eyes. His face turn to the side due to slap and he looked at me with his blood shot rage full eyes. he grip my wrist and dragged me to his car. After slamming the door with loud thud, he drove off with the full speed. I have never seen Siddharth this angry and I'm afraid what he will do next.

Lyra has spent her whole life trying to disappear. She was always considered as ordinary, unremarkable and powerless. The lone girl with no wolf, no heritage, and nothing to her name except a strange moon-etched pendant she was found with as a baby. But the older she gets, the more the world bends around her. Shadows move when she does, her dreams bleeding into reality and the moon constantly watched over her like it remembers her. Everything changes the night the Moonfang Pack captures her. Their Alpha, Rael, is feared across the realm as cold, disciplined and born to command. Yet when he sees Lyra, something cracks. Something ancient stirs. She should feel wrong to him but instead she feels inevitable. Their connection is a slow-burning, unwanted magnetic pull that neither of them understands, and both try to resist. Until Lyra finally breaks. Under a blood-stained moon, she tries to escape but her pendant ignites against her skin, dragging her to her knees. Her scream rips through the forest, powerful enough to force three fully-shifted wolves to collapse and lose their forms instantly. Hours later, Rael finds her lying in the moonlit dirt, glowing with silver light and for the first time in his life, Alpha Rael is afraid. Because Lyra is not just awakening. Across the realm, other girls fall sick with the same burning energy. Mate bonds snap and packs are riled up in panic. Prophecies tremble awake and the ancient myth of the Lost Bloodline resurfaces: a long foretold lineage tied to the Moon Goddess, a forgotten heir and a wolf whose shadow has not touched the earth in centuries. Lyra is changing. The realm is cracking. And Rael must decide whether to protect her or destroy her before the world does.

Betrayed By One Now Wanted by Four Men! His Betrayal! On the dawn of her wedding day, Ember’s life is thrown upside down as she is falsely accused of being behind the death of the Alpha, but while in prison, she discovers that her mate, alongside her best friend, had planned all this out to get rid of her and her unborn child. Her Second Chance! Upon escaping as a way to protect her children, she is soon caught by her raging mate; on her knees. A shot rings out, causing her to let out a scream, clenching her tummy before missing a step and falling down the cliff. For the sake of her kids, she begs to be saved. Her prayers but in the form of her second-chance mates…The rumored, feared, and ruthless Lycan Kings of the south. Her Revenge! It almost seemed like it was her second chance to make the man that had caused her pain bleed…Seeing that the Grey brothers, her second chance mates, will set the world ablaze for a mere scratch on their mate, she soon becomes an unbeatable force…One whose mission was to ruin Bloodhound Pack…she wouldn’t heed straight on but rather start from the most minor factor and pull her strings. *** Two Lycan kings with a despicable past that would make anyone normal run far away and several maniac exes—the man who had attempted to kill her. A stranger appears from nowhere, claiming he was betrothed to her, and also holds the key to unlocking a part of her that was lost a long time ago. Vowing not to let the fates run her life, will she be able to make the right decision before it ruins other lives? Including hers?