Novel & Cerita Harry Potter Veela Mate Fleur Fanfiction

Just so, a tiny little drop of blood came to the surface, then she sat up a little and swiped her tongue across the cut, lapping up the small amount of blood. " I Vee, take you Adrian to be my true mate " she whispered. " I Adrian, take you Vee to be my true mate ", I said back to her and she smiled happily and laid her head back on my chest. It was peaceful , until I felt Derek try to tap at me in my mind. Sighing, I kiss Vee’s head. " I think our solitude is over, baby ", I told her. She looks at me confused. " Derek is tapping at my mind ", I tell her and she smiles. " Duty calls ", she laughs.

Flavia said, dismissing him with a wave of her hand as she turned back to her decor samples. “If Gael found out about your little games with his mate, there would be no wedding,” Karel whispered. Flavia’s eyes widened. She turned sharply, forced a fake smile, and addressed the planners. “Actually, I think I need a short break. A stroll with you, Karel, would do me good. The weather is marvellous, isn’t it?” She looped her arm through Karel’s, leading him deeper into the garden. Once they were out of earshot, her mask slipped. “My dear Karel, I have no idea what you’re talking about. I am Gael’s mate.”

I asked. "Yes, but there will be problems with her controlling her thirst for blood. Especially you, her mate. Your blood will be ten times more tasty."she said "Remember protect her at all cost."she added in a spooky tone. "I will, I promise." I said as moved out of the room. ---------- A/N: Hey pple😊😊 Hope you like the chapter. Pls ignore any graphical error, if any.😜😜 Wow! This chapter was long like..... 1880 words. Bye till next update😝😝 Pls and comment Love y'all 😘😘

I closed my eyes and prayed to the Moon goddess! 'I, Rebecca Vince Cornell, Daughter of Vince Cornell, choose Oliver Weasley as my chosen mate.' Spark ran all over my body when I finally chose him. He would officially be my mate the moment; I would mark him. "Did you just choose me as your mate?" "How can you say so?" I asked, acting innocent. "Because I can feel spark like an electricity wherever I'm touching you.", he mumbled in confusion about what was happening to me. I giggled, lifting my head to look at him. "Yes! From now onwards, you are our chosen mate, my annoying human's chosen mate, or say HER CHOSEN MATE because she was the one who chose you first."

“You were a wager, darling. I had a bet with my friends to get you and I did.” His laughter felt like a knife stab. Why me? “You’re such weakling. Did you really think you were enough for me?” Calyx went on. Veyra walked forward. Her fingers tangled viciously in my dark hair. She yanked my head back with a sharp tug that sent pain through my scalp. “Time to go, little nothing,” She dragged me toward the door like discarded trash. Her grip was unyielding as she propelled me into the hallway. "She's nothing but a charity case," Veyra added.

The light fragrance of lily-of-the-valley, crisp and steady, met her jasmine head-on. What shocked her even more was that my scent carried no trace of Lucas. "Impossible!" Willow took a step back. "How could you be completely free of his mark?" "Because I don't need him anymore," I said. I held my ground, my scent unwavering. "Whereas you, clearly, are still desperate to have him." "I already have him!" Willow shrieked. "He chose me!" "Did he? Then why are you here?" I sneered. "If you've truly won, why are you still so scared?"

It’s barely any work at all. Bryce nods, but I can tell his attention isn’t with me anymore. It’s drifted, and because I lack anything better to do this morning, I let myself get involved in the strangeness of teenage romance once again. If I look around, there’s a possibility that I'll see one of two people. I’ll either see Skye, the pretty blonde hair, blue eyed girl I harvested with once, or I'll see Heath, who has also been growing rapidly and is looking more and more like a warrior.

My hands clenched the tulle material of the ball gown, and my palms were clammy. Since today I haven't seen him until now. But somehow, I doubted his coming here had anything to do with me. 'Mate!' Flora whimpered. She jumped inside me, and I grimaced, holding a tight rein on her before she tore herself out of me. Because what she was doing at the moment could warrant that. Yet, how the fúck was my wolf excited about my mate, and it was the opposite for me? I dreaded it! 'He's near, and he's so hot!'

The one and only thing an alpha needs from him mate was strong pups and only an alpha female could grant then such wish. On that very day I was dressed in a long back gown, which was tight at the top and flare from the waist downward reaching my feet, and there was a black net cape, that flowed from my neck to the ground, I had paired it with a silver ankle strap heel, which mom had gifted me that morning, once was done, I headed down stairs, where Cassie, soon and my mom were waiting for me. Oh yeah, it was also Cassie's first mating Ceremony. Sophia on the other hand found the whole ritual dumb and stupid, that's why she chose not go take part in it, which didn't go well with everyone.

If Mate had been a wolf, she would have been an Alpha female," Till barked happily. A shiver ran down Harry's spine as he felt his soul mate's canines pierce his lower lip again. "Mate, I think you've had enough for now," Harry tried to articulate. Emmanuelle froze, then slowly raised her eyes to meet his gaze. She had to stand on her tiptoes to come and speak against his lips: "So tasty," she said seductively, running her tongue over his lips. Harry's skin regenerated again, and he couldn't take his eyes off his soul mate. Till trembled in one of the recesses of Harry's mind: _ Harry... I really don't know how to take this. Usually, I wouldn't mind our Mate talking about us as a snack. But