Harry Potter Thunderbolt Novels & Stories

The powerful shockwave was enough to make Harvey squint his eyes. Thunderblasts! Thunderblasts were tied to the bolts. These were not just ordinary weapons, but specialized weapons designed to kill True Warriors. All he could say was that they were out to kill him. In this moment, Harvey did not hold back and casually picked up some rocks from the ground and threw them toward the truck. Thud! Thud! Thud! The three men-in-black who pulled the triggers of their crossbows shuddered and fell from the roof of the truck.

"Mom,but isn't Vador the name of our vampire king?" "Yes,he's the dark lord" "Dark lord,really mom?" Ava asked laughing"I bet you made this story up to scare us." "It's real!, the dark lord is vador" Aaliyah said going to the kitchen "My point is that I want you both to stop fighting everyday, Aiden lost his twin and a bigger part of himself.Who knows maybe you'll realize your twin power soon." "Mom we have no twin power "Emma replied "I haven't even figured out my special ability you know."

After no more than 30 seconds, he had the results. "Excruciating pain, and fast healing enchantment. What the bloody hell is a second year student doing with something like this?" Robards commented. Director Bones asks too. "Student name?" "On it." Auror Shacklebolt says and starts to look at the material on the desk for a name. On the front cover of the books, he found it. "Draco Malfoy." Auror Shacklebolt says. "He is too young to claim to be studying it for classes. Professor Snape?"

She placed herself inside it and did not come out no matter how the undead demon beasts attacked it. Boom! As Alex mobilized the spell formation, a thunderbolt as thick as a child’s arm struck, hitting the treasure cauldron. However, the treasure cauldron radiated a burst of skyglow as mysterious symbols appeared. There was even chanting of a beautiful voice, showing a picture scroll of the world to block the lightning strike.

Countless insects fell to the ground as Wilbur cleared a space around him before stabbing Dark Disperse into the ground. "Thunder Bombs." As he shouted the words, Wilbur put his hands together to cast the terrifying spell, the Thunder Bombs. Nine thunder bombs appeared and exploded amidst the insects, blowing most of them to smithereens. The insects' remains practically lined the ground of the cellar, still hissing and sparking with residual thunder. After clearing out a larger space, Wilbur cast another Infernal Thunder Dragon at the dimensional door. The Infernal Thunder Dragon let out a roar of fury, leaving a trail of countless insects in its wake as a path was temporarily cleared betwee

I looked at the source of the thunderous roar. “Fuck! Let’s go down!” Luther grasped my hand and led me downstairs. We stopped when we noticed dozens of armed guards gathering around us. Luther tightened his grip around my hand as he watched the guards who were drawing their guns and started to shoot. Luther slipped his free hand into his pocket and brought out a bomb. He brought it to his mouth and ripped it open with his mouth before throwing it to them. “Run!” He shouted, and we spun around and darted across the hall. I gasped when I heard a huge explosion and suddenly smoke engulfing us.

For eight years, I and my two kid sisters together with my mother suffered hell, my mother had been compelled to look for a cleaning job in a Backery here in Scotswood, Newcastle shortly after my dad passed away, we also moved to a small apartment which my mom could afford the rent. We had been compelled to go into the new apartment one year after the demise of my dad, we were forcefully move out of our apartment. Feeding became a challenge, all my father's investment were claimed by a strange woman who had proven to be the next of kin to my father, she claimed all his investments and properties. My mom told us how that the lady by the name kate was to get married to my dad, but that she was

I purred. Her eyes lit up, "Caden you know just what makes me happy. I'll be quick," she says making her way toward the pack house and I couldn't help but smile. As I made my way out of the crowd to a quieter section near the edge of the ceremony grounds, my eyes caught what was unbelievable. I saw Tyrion, Alpha Bastian's son, on his knees behind a cluster of bushes. His head was bobbing rhythmically as he eagerly worked his mouth over the hard length of a boy from what looked like Firstfell pack.

"You're not guarding anything. You're stealing power from half-bloods." "I'm preserving it." He descended from the dais, his frail form moving with an unsettling grace as he walked towards me. "The half-bloods are born with power they cannot control. Power that drives them mad. Power that destroys everything they love. I take that power. I give them peace." "You give them death." "I give them purpose." He stopped directly in front of me, his white eyes boring into mine. "And soon, Elif Demir, I will give you purpose too."

A pitch-black arrow shot out from nowhere, slicing past the tip of Chase's nose before embedding itself into a nearby tree. The fletching at the tail end quivered slightly, emanating a dense, ominous aura. It had been coated with an incredibly potent poison. The arrowhead was jet black with faint arcs of electricity crackling along its surface. Chase's expression darkened as he recognized this weapon. The Netherworld Thunderbolt Arrow—a weapon specifically designed to exterminate demonic entities. "Damn it!" A flicker of fear crossed his eyes as he instinctively leaped back, widening the distance between himself and the zombie soldier.