Harry Potter The Chosen One Novels & Stories

There were things written on it in a language I didn’t recognize and started turning page after page until she found the one she was looking for, it had a drawing of a faceless woman standing with her baby and two cups beside her. “The prophecy states that a baby will be born just before the devil’s hour on 3rd January, the child will be special as they will have the fate of this world in their hands to save it from the unknown, to bring peace to the world they will have to choose between two of their greatest love, the chosen will help them in bring peace while the one left alone with it’s heartbroken will do the unthinkable,” she said in a weird voice like it wasn’t her own, translating th

Harry's answer caught my attention. Harry talked about Sora's aura. He was the only one who could talk about it so openly without asking for anything in return. Harry was a hybrid, born with the power of a werewolf and druid mixed together in his blood. I turned around to look at him. “What do you mean? No one's aura can change. Didn't you say that when we were in the academy? You said it to her when she was convinced that she could change her aura by training hard.” I asked Harry, my tone was laced with my anger.

Heark is on his way to his goal he had no idea that he was being followed by the opponents which they also callled 'The Walking Half Man' but it's also known as 'the red eyed dead,'the fact that these are similar to a zombies. When the red-eyed deads will move it was too loud so obviously heark will reacted automatically as he was well-versed in the use of battle weapons as he had his dark secrets behind it all.He was determined to find Khez,despite of the darkness since he knew she was still alive and most of all he trust Khez more than anyone else. With more than 10 opponents,he immediately dodged every strike he really is well-versed as if he was born to be like this.

I was puzzled—he was already wealthy himself, so why did he still need support from Haugen Corp? We left at eight in the morning, accompanied by our respective assistants. This time I was carrying quite a large bag, as I had an ancient book with me. For the sake of Kaelith’s return, I would do whatever I could. That man was bound to me; he said I was his chosen girl, yet he even disappeared whilst saving me. Just as we were growing close and beginning to trust one another, why is fate so cruel? “Miss Vaelora, have you been daydreaming all this time?”

His brown hair fell into his face, and for a moment I imagined the black-and-red vision from my dream—the twisted version of him, one I desperately hoped wasn’t inevitable. Snow knocked on the wooden door, her knuckles rapping with a deliberate rhythm that seemed almost ceremonial. The sound echoed through the trees, bouncing back at us like a drumbeat of fate. The air was heavy with anticipation, and even the forest seemed to hold its breath. The door creaked open, revealing a figure hunched over a cluttered desk, ink-stained hands moving over a massive tome. Candlelight flickered across the room, casting long shadows that danced along the stone walls. He—or rather, the First Wizard—didn’t

His trembling fingers reached toward me, but in the end, he didn't dare touch me. When he realized how deeply I despised him, his lips quivered. "All right. I won't bother you again." He walked away like a man who had lost his soul. Holding my mother's urn close, I turned and went back inside. I settled down in my hometown, and Zach took care of me just as he had when we were kids, always watching over me like an older brother. True to his word, Jonathan never appeared before me again. The only thing that came every year was a package. There was never a name on it, but both Zach and I knew exactly who had sent it.

I have enough money for my bus ride and to give him too. I dropped my fare and went to an isolated corner of the bus, to dwell on my thoughts. I won't hurt my sister, even if she has done a lot to me and also, I can't hurt my mate, Axel. I will tell him to give me a Potion that wont hurt anybody… I really hope he has such. Getting off at the last bus stop, just a few minutes walk from the border of the pack. I began the long trek to the cottage where the wizard lived. I was about turning back when I saw the roof of the abandoned house, I'm not so sure if he will have a potion that won't hurt anyone but I wouldn't know if I don't try?

"This is not a dream. You are no longer in your beautiful world, and the chances of you ever returning have dimmed the very moment you refused to cooperate. You must accept that your life has been altered. Meet the challenge before you and die with dignity." "No! I won't do anything you tell me! Take me home right now or I'll kill you with my bare hands!" "Your threats are futile. You were chosen for this. Selected by—" A long, deep boom rang between the trees and the crowd shifted, whispering. The woman stopped and turned, staring in the direction of the sudden moonlight. "He's here," she said breathlessly. "Surrender your life to please him and you will be honored by the kingdom." She turn

Elara said. Behind them, the Oracle’s voice echoed one last time. "The fire has been lightened. The reckoning begins." As they exit the sanctuary, the ground splits beneath them. A beast of molten flame bursts from the earth, eyes locked on Elara. It speaks one word: "Chosen… The chosen one!" Elara moved Lerder aside, but Lerder also wanted to face the consequences of Loving a chosen one.

There was a roar that shook the earth and the trees and when I turned there was something that would be the thing in every childhood nightmare imaginable. There stood Talon, at least 8 feet tall, covered in hair and muscle and his eyes a steel gray with his mouth full of sharp canines and teeth. His hands had claws the length of human fingers and they actually glinted in the rising red moonlight. I was so turned on. Yeah, I wanted him, like nothing else. My pussy faucet broke. I licked my lips and ran my hand down my breasts gripping them, trying to keep myself together. I could hear the sounds of the surrounding warriors climaxing and then standing to see how this exchange would end. I coul