Harry Potter Veela Mate Fleur Fanfiction の小説・ストーリー

"Perhaps he has mastered all the magic spells, or someone is helping him." Grace pondered with eyes fixed on the crystal ball that showed nothing yet. "Someone helps him?" "He's not stupid." Hunter came carrying a plastic bag filled with frangipani and jasmine flowers. Then give it to Azzura. "Where did you get the flowers?" Grace was amazed. In the Elfin Forest, there are only wild plants which are a group of parasitic plants. "Have power, why not use it? I bewitched a cricket to become a bird, and I ordered it to look for the flowers." Hunter answered casually.

We all read about how Harry continued to blatantly flirt with Cam. He even went so far as to TELL her that they’re soul mates. Unsurprisingly, she didn’t believe a word out of his mouth, and since he didn’t tell her HOW he supposedly KNOWS they’re meant to be together, Cam just wrote it off as another terrible line from the overly flirtatious Incubus. We all wish him better luck next time and Amber congratulates him on finding his soul mate and complains a lot about how jealous she is that we all got to meet her first.

“Ve.” Velia furrowed her brows, feeling a throbbing in her head. It was dizzying. “Are you awake, Ve?” Slowly, Velia opened her eyes. The first thing she saw was Harry gazing at her with a worried expression. “Harry.” Harry gently stroked Velia's forehead and head. “I'm sorry, Ve. I was rough with you. I...” “It's okay.” “...I truly didn't know that you—” Harry trailed off. Instead of continuing to speak, he looked at Velia with a compassionate gaze.

Instead, all I felt was the sting. Why did it feel like I had done something wrong? I barely noticed how far I had walked until the school gates came into view. My legs felt weak beneath me, the adrenaline draining fast. I just needed air. Space. Quiet. But apparently, fate had other plans. "Well, well, if it isn’t the broken kitten herself,” a voice chirped behind me—shrill, sharp, and filled with poisonous delight. I turned, slowly, dreading what I already knew. One of Stella’s minions. A redhead with overly polished nails and a mean streak wide enough to rival a river. She stood there with her arms crossed, a sick smile curling her lips.

I mumbled softly and Flora nodded her head. "I'm pregnant with his daughter too," I admitted quietly and Flora squealed excitedly. "Only true pereche can reproduce, he really is your mate Hera, congratulations, dear," she said sweetly and hugged me. I smiled and hugged her back. "You've changed, miss, you are smiling and are happy," she told me and I chuckled internally as I told her to shut up. We both went inside together and I introduced her to Rogue. She of course was tongue tied by his amazing good looks and I rolled my eyes.

He said back to me purring as I settled back into my pillows with a smile kissing my lips as I slipped back into sleep. As soon I exited the car I could smell her sweet scent it was much stronger now she was 18. As soon as I saw her Flavus starting howling again and jumping around in my head. Mate mate mate. He kept saying. I froze looking at her until I saw her eye’s turn dark almost fully black and she whispered the word I had been waiting for. MATE. Normal 0 false false false EN-NZ X-NONE X-NONE MicrosoftInternetExplorer4 /* Style Definitions */

“What did you see?” She hesitated. Her eyes darted around the room before lowering to the floor. “I went to the dungeon,” she said carefully. “I took his blood, Your Majesty.” I inhaled. The sharp tang of magic clung to her, mixing with the unmistakable scent of fear. “The magic of the stone has imprinted itself deep within him,” she continued. “And…” She hesitated. I stepped closer. “And what, witch?” Veyra swallowed. “He is your mate.”

Flavia shook her head and whispered, “He did tell me, Haylee. Call it a healer’s instinct, but I must say the affection between the two of you was unmissable. Have you seen the way he looks at you? Or the way you worry about him? Seriously, girl, if you wanted to hide it, you shouldn’t have put your life on the line for him yesterday.” “But I kind of understand. I mean, I did find my mate yesterday, so I now know how intensive and compelling the mate bond can be,” Flavia added, her cheeks turning red as she spoke about Roy. While my heart still raced about how this could go wrong, I didn’t fail to notice the red marks on Flavia’s neck. It wasn’t a mate mark but definitely a love bite. “Makes

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 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.”

Baby, you are my mate—yes, my mate. I was running my fingers through her hair and caged her in my arms while keeping her warm and safe, sparks fly through my body by just touching her. My heart skipped a beat the moment you fell into my arms—your scent is different from everyone. You were born to be mine, Aurora. I love you, and I will never leave you alone. You are right—the vampire was behind all the attacks in the college but I didn't mind you and thought, you are just overreacting.