Harry Potter Works Novels & Stories

-LUCIFER- I thrum my fingers on the armrest of my golden throne impatiently. It has been three months since the demon seer Greta had come to me claiming that I, the King of Hell, have a mate. In all my thousands of years, I had never expected to come across her. Hell, I didn’t expect that my Father would have even gifted me with a mate, after everything I had done to be kicked from Heaven. To my dismay, Greta hadn’t been very helpful with information regarding my mate and her whereabouts. So that same day I paid the Fates a visit. Two of the three old crones are quite fond of me and usually assist me whenever I require it. “Ah, Lucifer, this is a pleasant surprise.” Clotho comments as she works with the thread of destiny in her hands. “Yes, it’s been too long since your last visit.” Lachesis says as she turns towards me, her eyes roaming over my body appreciatively. Even if I wasn’t here about my mate, I would never touch her. Her and her sisters are literally shriveled up old ladies with grey hair and wrinkled skin...even the Devil has standards.

Jarek yanked me into his arms squeezing me tightly. "That is not how that works here." His hand had moved to my skin sending those same tingles through my body. I tried to shove back but he held me tighter. "Mine!" He growled sticking his nose in my throat. "My mate. No one will hurt you again." "She is not yours!" Ajax growled shoving us apart with me flying behind him. "See? Like a possession." Having been homeless since your were 14 means you can handle pretty much anything and everyone. That was until two giants show up trying to kill you on someone's orders while a and Demon wolf shifter show up telling you that you have family left alive and you are magical just like them. That family is waiting for you at a school for the supernatural because that is what you are. Ready to be done with it all but your bestfriend who is a big mutt is injured so you go with them. You want her fixed and a chat with this so called grandpa. It might end up being a violent chat but no one has ever called you a lady. Doesn't help that you felt mate tingles with one of the guys and the rest of their friends are hot as sin. This is not where life was supposed to take you but you are down for the ride.

You can't escape me Desmond! I am coming for you! Morgan Teddison Donahue, a seven-year-old boy watched as his uncle murdered his family and do away with his family properties. He managed to escape from being killed by his uncle but unfortunately, his dad's most trusted men shot him instead of helping him escape. But before he died he promise to get back at them. Years later, the boy now a handsome young man came back to get his revenge but he have to get his uncle's trust first and to know how the mafia works before he could strike. He pretended to be someone else thereby working for his uncle and using another person to impose as himself. Unknown to his uncle Desmond the person he was chasing after and doing everything he could to kill wasn't the true Donahue but rather one of the men working for him. What happened when the truth was revealed and his uncle find out that the man he was after isn't his nephew but a stranger? Was his uncle able to know that his nephew is one of the men working for him? Did he succeed in getting his revenge and family properties back?

Born into a blended family, Chantelle grew up on the sidelines, raised with love by her grandmother after her mother's death. Shut out by her father Gérard, dominated by his new wife Rhonda, and relegated to the background behind her pretentious stepsister Mégane, she learned to survive in silence. When her grandmother is diagnosed with a terminal illness, Chantelle's world crumbles. With no family support and overwhelmed by medical bills, she accepts a desperate proposition: one hundred nights for one million euros, with a wealthy man whose identity she will never know. The rules are simple. A blindfold over her eyes, a stranger's touch, and silence. He never speaks. She never sees. He leaves her with anonymous bank transfers... and the haunting scent of his perfume as her only memory. Twelve nights pass. Then, forced by her father to attend a family dinner, Chantelle comes face to face with Mégane's fiancé: Collen Wilkerson—the cold, unapproachable CEO of the powerful corporation where she works as a simple employee. He is a man she knows only from a distance. Arrogant. Untouchable. But when he steps closer, a familiar scent wraps around her, and the world stops. It's his perfume. The same as the masked man. She has already spent twelve nights in his arms. And there are still eighty-eight to go.

Destiny, if it ever does exist, being playful as it is, the person who saved him was the person he was trying to escape. But never did they know, they fell in love at first sight. They weren't innocent but when it comes to love, they don't have any clue at all. They never thought they'll meet again, never they did expect to be working together in an agnecy. Allen Kye Collymore, the rich ass top model of Azula Agency, has another job that his friend only knows. He works in a live hot stream where they filled the viewer's sexual desire. He's a webcam dude called BJ. He had been looking for a new cam guy to shoot him and Primo was his best choice, and the only way to get him was blackmailing and a payback. And so Primo said yes. He became a camera man outside the agency where Allen pleasure himself and fuck someone else. Until a sexual sensation, sexual anticipation built between them and Allen can never get back of being what he'd been doing inside and outside the agency. At first, he only thought he just wanted to fuck the gorgeous camera man but he only realizes his feelings when it's too late. That he got captured by the young pretty man. When Primo was already giving up on him.

My name is Simone Fitzgibbon, a 5-foot 5 woman, with auburn hair and deep hazel eyes. I am also well-known super model Leona Simmons. How is this possible? My father works in prosthetics. He designed a special bodysuit from my waist to my heels. Once I step into it; I have a flawless figure, making me stand at 5-foot 12. It’s also easy to hide my identity once I take it off. Growing up; I attended an elite high school where there were rich, privileged wankers all over the place. Even though I wasn’t rich nor privileged. The biggest wanker of them all was Richard Peterson. He made my life a living hell with his privileged attitude. I was on the receiving end of a lot of his taunts for the last two years of high school. My only problem now; I am to marry his older half-brother Emmett in two days. Our union was sealed when I was 5 by my mother Celeste and his mother Victoria. They were best friends and fellow journalists. That’s before Mum and her died in a car accident when Emmett was 12 and I was 9. Since then, Emmett and Richard’s father Paul; sent Emmett overseas. We haven’t seen each other since.

The day my scholarship came through, I was about to send the money to my grandfather in the hospital. Then I suddenly heard a voice. [The Transfer System says that as long as someone eats or drinks something I give them, I can move their money away without anyone noticing.] [Julian just got his scholarship. He'll make the perfect test subject.] [If the transfer works, I can use the money to buy those sneakers I've been wanting.] That voice clearly belonged to my roommate, Caleb Foster. Puzzled, I was just about to turn around to confirm it when a bottle of water was set on my desk. Caleb smiled warmly and said, "Julian, thanks for picking up my package yesterday. Here, have some water." A second later, his delighted inner voice rang out again. [Drink it. Drink it. Once you drink this water, your money will be mine!] Seeing the expectation and greed he couldn't hide in his eyes, fury rose from the bottom of my heart. He knew full well that scholarship was my grandfather's life-saving money. I took the bottle with a blank expression. He wanted to transfer my money away? Then I'd make sure he transferred more than he could handle.

I suffer from a rare lung disease and depend on a ventilator to stay alive. My dad, Wesley Lowe, works three jobs and saves up enough money to replace my old machine with an imported one. The new ventilator is already relatively very quiet. Even so, my mom, Keira Sheeran, still thinks it's too noisy. She says the sound keeps waking her up at night and reminds her that I am like a bottomless pit. One day, my newborn baby brother, Jasper Lowe, won't stop crying. The doctor says newborns are sensitive to noise. Mom immediately breaks down. Her eyes are red with tears as she rushes over, points at me, and screams, "Can't you just die already? Your cousin can't afford to get married because of the burden you put on our family, and now your little brother can't even get a good night's sleep! "Can't you turn it off for just one night so the whole family can finally have some peace and quiet?" After saying that, she takes Jasper and goes back to her parents' house. I look at the "Happy Family" cross-stitch embroidery hanging on the wall. Slowly, I unplug the ventilator. "Mom, Dad, it's quiet now."

NOTICE: This is a gay Novel and it includes gay sexual content. ***** The story is about a lonely boy who just wants to be loved. ****"""" It all started when He felt something next to him, it was touching his body but when he opened his eyes everything he felt was gone but the touch he felt still lingers... -------- Nicolas is a twenty two year old living in a small flat and works at a local restaurant while studying to finish his university. Growing up Nicolas was bullied in secondary school because of his sexual orientation and for coming out as gay which led to him to change schools. As a result he stopped trusting people and became a closed off person. Jasper He is an Alpha of a Red Moon Pack who is straight and he doesn't like humans because of his past history with them. He was born differently from any other werewolf and he has been looking for his mate ever since he turned eighteen but now he is twenty six and still searching. He still has hope that one day he will find her but what happens when he indeed finds her and finds out that his mate is actually a he not a her also he is a human the species he hates. (Thank you for giving my novel a chance; I will work hard to improve my Writing skills!)

Some mistakes follow you home. Brielle Hayes is twenty-two, beautiful, and completely done with love. After a heartbreak that wrecked her at nineteen, she traded romance for recklessness, late nights, wrong decisions, and men whose names she forgets by morning. It works for her, until it doesn't. When Reid Callum walks back into her life after six years away, something she buried a long time ago starts pushing its way back to the surface. He's her best friend's older brother. Her first ever crush. And the worst possible person to feel anything for, especially now because Brielle is already tangled in a secret that could destroy everything. A forbidden affair. A pregnancy nobody saw coming. A best friend who trusted her with everything. And a family that is about to combust in ways none of them are prepared for. When the truth finally comes out, Brielle loses it all in a single night. So she runs. But what she finds at the end of that road will shake her more than anything she left behind. Secrets buried twenty years before she was even born, a mother she never knew, and the truth about where she really comes from. Some mistakes follow you home. Others were waiting there long before you arrived.