Harry Potter Son Of Hela Fanfiction นิยาย & เรื่องราว

i told her bluntly “ Your daughter…” I began “ You have been feeding her with the greenish elixir, right? and yesterday, the Elixir finally washed away” I asked and she gasped and bent her head immediately. "What" * * Helena's POV "What" The Elixir is supposed to take long before washing off. Why now. So I'm never going to see my daughter again. "But before I proceed, i want to tell you something" he said "I found my mate" he told me coldly

He watched as I broke his son's neck and dropped him to the floor without any hesitation. This is when all hell broke loose, and the smell of watermelons and strawberries suddenly hit me like a truck, before I felt Hela lose her strength and blackness enveloped us both.

I'm so glad you're fine now" Harry said,caressing Angel's hair. "And you agreed to take medication easily,you never take them easily but you listened to her without hesitation" he added. "I just felt like it dad" The little girl shrugged. Harry nodded,still surprised. He doesn't want her daughter to get too attached to Bethel. Who knows if Bethel have a mission just like his ex wife??. Bethel should hate him so much for taking her as a price to pay her father's debt, he wondered why she is suddenly taking care of his daughter.

Was any of that following my instructions? "And after you contracted an STD and intentionally passed it on to me… Was that what I wanted, too?" My words grew a collective wave of shocked murmurs. "Good grief. What is wrong with this son? He ruins his life and drags his father down with him. That's an ingrate, through and through." "Don't even get me started. Caleb is completely blinded by lust." "I think the father must've been driven past his limit to file for a legal severance. If it were my son, I would've disowned him the moment his thug girlfriend beat my wife into the ICU."

Harry chuckled upon hearing the question, then grinned, "Care about her? No, not even close. She's not my daughter. Why should I care about a woman who has no connection to me whatsoever?" Lucas furrowed his brow in confusion, his grip on his emotions tightening. "Wait, if she's not your daughter, then whose daughter is she?" Harry's lips curled into a sly smile, enjoying the intrigue he was creating. "She's the daughter of the vessel's original owner, the one whose body I now inhabit." Lucas's eyes widened in realization, the implications of Harry's words sinking in. "You mean Karina is the daughter of the person whose body you took over?"

Her lips trembled, and she couldn't say a single word. Kylie stood to the side. The expression on her face changed from hurt and pitiful to stunned. Her entire body went stiff in the end. Adam wrapped an arm around me protectively. He then looked at our son, Christopher. "Is this how you manage your company? Did you hire actual employees or a group of thugs? How could they hurt your mother like this?" Christopher didn't answer, but he clenched his jaws hard. He walked over and carefully took Hammie from me.

Greg snapped. Reginald stood slowly, his gaze turning cold. “You’re my son. You enjoy your privilege because I allow it. But if you keep digging? If you keep aligning yourself with that girl—Helena—you’ll lose everything. Your inheritance. Your future. Brentford. All of it.” Greg didn’t speak. He just turned and walked out. Later That Day — Library Basement Helena sat alone in the dark corner of the library’s archive wing, the psychiatric report open on her lap.

My father is bending over me, his large, warm hands on my shoulders. “She’s gone Selene.” He murmurs, “She’s gone, you can’t help her now.” “No!” I insist tearfully, “she’s lived forever, she’s got more power in her little finger than I do in my whole body, she has to be faking, this has to be some kind of spell.” “Sweetheart, you have to focus.” My father coaches, “Blaise still lives and your mate still fights. It’s over for Helene but it doesn’t have to be over for you.”

Hold the door knob, he looked back at Bob. "I'm going to my hotel room to get a shower. I stink. You need a shower too, you know. You seem to be in a more terrible state than I am." Trying to clear the way. It didn't work. Lex stepped out of the office, as he was about to close the door behind him, Bob called him. "Yes?" he looked back. "There's one more thing you need to know about Godwin Ayodele." Lex waited. "He is part of a Secret Society called the Sons of Hades."

Dante drew on his gaze, as if trying to catch him in a lie, but Harry burst out giggling. “That was funny! I told you that I am not my brother's puppet, why would you even think that I would do his bidding for him?” “He is your older brother, the two of you get along fine, so I don't see any reason why you would want to get rid of him” “What if I tell you that he is not my father's child and does not deserve to sit on that throne in the first place” “He is a Lycan!” Dante refuted, and that word seemed like a trigger for Harry, who snarled at him.