Harry Potter Short Stories Novels & Stories

He hovered above me, his eyes glowing gold with lust. Thunder erupted outside, clashing with the storm of lust brewing in those eyes. I tried to sit up, to slide back, but it made me rub my legs instead as he was so close. Rubbing my legs made my cum drip out of my cunt. I took my head backwards, moaning softly as I bit my lips shamelessly.

Clara's pov I barely have time to catch my breath before Jake's hand is on my wrist again, pulling me out of the bathroom. My legs are shaky, his cum still trickling down my inner thigh, but I don't protest. I follow him through the hallway, past a group of guys who whistle and nod at him, past the kitchen where someone's mixing drinks. He leads me to a door at the end of the hall, pushes it open, and reveals a small bedroom.

And the silence hurts worse than anything. End of story 3

Right when the vampire was a few feet away from Uea, a sense of realization flashed through his mind, and he gasped in horror. "Isn't this Cassian? The vampire in my story 'Exclusively His'? The short story collection I finished a few days ago?" Uea's mind overworked, trying to make sense of what was going on. He'd already found everything familiar to begin with, and after confirming his situation, another realization dawned on him, shaking him to the core. Uea glanced at his chained body, and his lips trembled when he realized he wasn't in his own body, but the body of the main character of his short story.

Everyone became a frozen statue at their place. But in a few seconds murmuring started again, but, more loud and clear. Students started talking about Harry's past or whatever biodata they have or heard. -"What is he talking about!" -"Sister? Did I hear something wrong?" -"Ahh! Guys Harry does have a sister." -"Where did that come from?" -"You guys forgot? We all know that Harry has two younger siblings. One is his sister and the other one is his youngest brother." -"So are you saying that Serene is... No, that can't be true."

Orion snorted, sending a spray of toothpaste into his beard. "Harriet, what kind of half-baked remark was that?" I shot her a dirty look. Harriet was losing her touch, if that's all she could come up with as an amusing comment. "You know, in Harry Potter, Harry could hear the snake moving around in the pipes." Harriet shook her head as she crossed her arms defensively. "I could hear you through the pipes. You guys were so loud I couldn't hear the echo of my own moans." I hopped to my feet and waddled over to the couch. I placed the back of my hand on Harriet's forehead. "No, you don't have a fever. Harriet, honey, I think that's the stupidest thing I have ever heard you say."

“Kim, paki-cancel ang meeting ko sa Haunted Kingdom. Sabihin mo sa manager na siya na muna ang bahala mag-asikaso sa lahat and send me a detailed report of the shoot.” “Yes, sir,” sagot ng secretary niya sa kabilang linya. Binuksan ng binata ang envelope na dala ni Ed. Sa loob ng envelope ay mga pictures ng isang pamilya na may apat na miyembro. Binasa niya ang information na kasama ng mga pictures. “Hmmm…Very detailed. Not bad. Pero hindi lahat ng nakikita sa kanila ay totoo. What you see is not what you get.”

Easy access. The whole Uber ride to the coffee shop, I kept my thighs pressed together, acutely aware of how wet I was, how exposed I felt. Every bump in the road made the friction unbearable. I wanted to slide my hand between my legs and finish what I'd started last night, but I didn't. He'd told me not to come. So I wouldn't. Good little slut. Following Daddy's orders. I arrived at Brew Haven ten minutes early and ordered a latte I didn't want, just to have something to do with my hands. The coffee shop was busy—businesspeople on laptops, students studying, couples on dates. Normal people doing normal things.

She was doing accounts when she heard a knock on the door, that was strange because nobody was going to see her, so with surprise she went and opened the door, with surprise she saw that it was Hector's lover and told him: -Hector is not here. She answered: -It's not Hector I'm looking for. -Then what do you want? -To talk to you, may I come in? Renata opened the door more and she passed, Renata was very curious to know what he came to tell her, so he invited her to sit down and invited her a coffee, then she said:

It felt like invisible handcuffs were holding my wrists above my head and my ankles spread wide apart. Tears streamed down my face, my heart racing at the fact that I was completely trapped. “Guys! Something’s holding me down! Help! Something crazy's going on!!" My friends were still banging on the door, panicking. “Sophia? We’re trying to get in! Just hold on!” A foggy, shadowy figure materialized at the foot of the bed. Tall, dark, with glowing silver eyes. I knew it wasn't human, the shape was all wrong — too fluid with too many limbs shifting in the darkness.