Harry Potter Vampire Fanfic Novels & Stories

She pressed her lips and got nervous, she was too excited to share them their story with them that she forgot about not letting out that part with them. Blake and Evangeline looked at each other. Evangeline now understood that the moment that the Angels' Empire discovered a vampire living in the human world and sucked blood, it happened at the moment. "Bit his neck?" Pocco wondered and stared at Blake, his template created a wave as he tried to think what she meant by beating the culprit's neck. Veronica was shivering and looking at Blake, looking apologetic for not controlling her mouth from speaking. She knew that her mistake couldn't be rectified later, she shouldn't be careless.

Her blonde hair was no longer soft, smooth, shiny like in the day, but because she was awakened from sleep, it seemed messy like a pile of straw. Oralie's blue eyes seemed to be lost in the mist again, as if, trying to recall, what enemy did she have, who wanted to kill her so badly, seeing her as a thorn in her heart. the eye, the bone in the throat. Before she could think clearly, the vampire who was sitting on the other chair stood up, lifted his legs, and quickly walked out of the room. Seeing that, Oralie also hurriedly stood up and followed quickly. But it seems that because she did not wear shoes, Oralie was somewhat hesitant, afraid to step on those pieces of glass.

Stella said, pointing to the Howler clubhouse. Madoc. I hurried across the highway and made my way to the cellar. Without bothering to knock, I opened the door and hurried down the stairs. But when I reached the bottom, to my shock, I saw that the vampire had his cold, undead arms wrapped around Harlow. She had tears running down her cheeks, and seeing him hold her like that, I was sure she was under his mind control. It sent me into a full-on rage. All I saw was red. Screw the plan! The vampire was gonna die tonight.

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.

he tells me. "You don't have to apologize, Damien. I am not complaining," I tell him and wrap my hands around his neck. I want to kiss him. I want to kiss all his sadness away. I stare at his sexy inviting lips and caress his neck, on the spot where I marked him last night. Vampires heal really fast, even faster than werewolves. I know my mark won't be there for long. At least the one he gave me is still there and fresh. He looks at me and then smiles,

I know I have my mother to fight with me and I also know who I am now and how my decision matters. "As my daughter, you know you have a responsibility to fulfill for this pack, Hermione! This is the only way for us to end our conflict with their pack and avoid the war that might kill hundreds of werewolves in ours! You have to do as I say whether you like it or not! That's an order." He walked away, leaving me those words that just made me loath him more.

Victor says acidly, “Coming from you.” Harry sighs. “First, I don’t have a mate unless you count Edward. Second, I’ve evolved.” Victor steps into the circle, rolling up his sleeves, ready to right an imagined slight. “Fight me, old man.” Harry takes a deep breath, eyes turning liquid black. For a moment, Victor swears he can smell a hint of the Alpha’s old scent, impossible as that may be, of ink and fear. The Cold Wolf steps inside the ring, claws shooting out.

So he nodded. “I will wait until your return,” he said. “I have a gift for you,” she said softly, just as hell broke loose in the entrance of his mansion. The yell of one of his vampires was heard as a woosh of brightness entered the pool room, three of his people turning to ash in seconds as a silver stake streaked through the air. “Mavery, you lied!!” came the yell of a woman in all black as she rushed forward, as another of his vampires trying to stop her entrance went down.

She said with a frown and a cute pout. Harry was going to tell her something when Vidhant cut him off and while giving him a wink, said to Swara, “I think he is a vampire, as I also doubt him, you know once I saw him drinking something red,” Vidhant said in a most serious tone. Harry just turned his face to control his laughter after hearing the cold-blooded lie of Vidhant.

However, if that person dares to touch her, it's best for her to cut it off, he won't advise her to hold on. Glancing at the clock and seeing that it was just after eight o'clock in the evening, Harvey immediately changed direction and drove to Aurora's house. While passing by the bakery, he stopped by to buy some cakes for Aurora, not knowing that his platinum hair had attracted the attention of a group of vampire hunters standing nearby. Seeing that he was so handsome, the bakery owner didn't blink. He had to call twice before she woke up from her dream. She quickly took the cake, put it in her bag, and quickly ran out.