Harry Potter Son Of Hela Fanfiction Novels & Stories

Heldrix replied. Divine... she must be Heldrix’ mate, then. Heli snickered at that. “Serves you right, fucker.” “I’m still your brother, idiot.” “My brother who made my mate levitate out of nowhere,” Heli glared at his brother again. “Just wait until I see your daughter. I’d definitely freeze her clothes.” Heldrix glowered at his brother, while I smacked Heli’s arms. He turned to me with a confused frown on his face.

I fell heavily to the ground, and my head struck the bedside table with a sharp crack. A wave of intense dizziness washed over me. From the other side of the hospital bed, I could hear them speaking, but their voices were warped and distant, as if they belonged to another world entirely. "Liam, what is wrong with you? How could you push your own mother?" Jonah shouted, raising his hand as though to punish him. Suzanne immediately clung to his arm. "He's just a child, Jonah! Don't you dare!"

’ I think as I slowly nod again. “So you are indeed one of Alpha Charles Redmen’s sons?” I nod again. “Okay. I feel this is going to be strange for you but I would like to try to help you like I do with Damian. If you haven’t picked up on it yet, he’s my oldest son and he’s also extremely afraid of the hospital. So over time I’ve created ways to comfort him.”

Axel said regretting ever killing him. “But you just killed him” Raphael answered. “No, he is the son of Hades, he can’t die. He is only stuck in hell that’s was why I set him on fire, I sent him to hell” Axel said as they walked back to find Hazel and Claire. They were the only ones who could find a way for Axel to get into Hell.

she teased him. Seraphina went back to searching for a dagger when Helga stumbled in bleary eyed. “Seraphina? Your Highness?” she jumped back startled. “You are up early, what are you doing here?” “Sorry Helga, I didn’t mean to intrude in your workspace. I had a vision of the spell, I couldn’t wait to try it, do you happen to know where a dagger is?” Helga rushed to Seraphina’s side and tried to see what she was doing, “May I see the spell?”

Thinking about all the foolish things she had done under Serena’s manipulation, Helena couldn’t accept it. "Where is she? I’m going to kill her!" "You won’t need to dirty your hands," Suzy replied, handing her a folder. "Why don’t you take a look at this first?" "What is it?" Helena took the folder with curiosity, but as soon as she opened it and saw the contents, her expression changed dramatically. Watching her reaction, Suzy spoke calmly. "This man is your biological father, Jacob Wright. While he shares the same name as Dylan’s father, they are not the same person."

My son needed help, but I didn’t even know where to begin. Before I could say more, Harry spun on his heel and started toward his room, his small shoulders stiff with anger. “Harry,” I called after him. He didn’t stop. Didn’t even glance back. The sound of his door closing echoed like a warning. This was serious. First Bae’s memory loss, now Harry seeing someone who didn’t exist. My mind raced. Maybe the Pack witch could help. The first time he mentioned Olena was during the ritual, right in the middle of it he’d whispered about a crush on her. Whatever this was, it started that night.

Isabelle gaped for a moment and then looked away from the two of them. Helena chuckled lightly. She wrapped her arms around his neck "Yes! Yes I just did! Come on quickly and let her see us" She tried to kiss him. He pushes her away from him "don't try to exhaust my patience" What happened to this witch. Father and daughter are the same. Albert had ruined his mood at the dinner table earlier. Why now his daughter is no different. Helena giggled "I want to give have you my child! So that we can't be separated! I don't want anyone to replace my place beside you!" Spoiled voice. She clung to him.

Despite her filthy language, she looks as sweet as fresh strawberries. I ignored her and looked away from her, and Hela gave me an inquisitive glance. She didn't show any reaction. She then spoke to me warily, as opposed to the furious Sophia. "How can you say that?! How can you compare me to such a scum, Hela, the daughter of the Holy Pack's leader?!" Then Hela looked contemptuously at Sophia. I exhaled slowly, wiping my face with both palms, in preparation for a devastating explosion.

He went inside and shut the door behind him. What’s on his mind? People who see her child won’t be able to tell who her father is because the child looks a lot like Zoe. She said, “Hello, Hela,” and then walked toward where Helios was standing. When her daughter puts out her hand to the man, both of them are stunned for a moment. Helios doesn’t know what to do, so Zoe gives him the baby, grabs his hand, and lets him hug her daughter. He then quickly fixed himself and carried Hela the right way.