Harry Potter Xenophilius Novels & Stories

"But in reality, he was using the studio that I am paying for to hold meetings, gamble more, and sell elf powder." Xavier was in shock; elf powder was a supernatural drug that one can easily be addicted to. It is known to be sold by vampyres and elves. Both the vampyres and elves were dangerous, tricky and territorial creatures. They only see humans as playthings, not as friends. "He ran into trouble with his friends, I believe." As Xavier gaze fell on her, he could see the sadness and uncertainty on her face. Her full pink lips were so inviting, looking so soft, all he wanted to do was have a taste to see if it was as soft as it looked.

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.

Finally, blinding light flashes out of Maeve’s body, blasting the darkness that took over the room, returning it to it’s normal bright state and as quickly as the wind began, it dissipates. Maeve looks down and I watch as Xander coughs. Maeve helps him to sit up and he looks at me, since I’m in his direct line of sight. “What happened?” he asks. “Bro, you just missed some serious Harry Potter shit.” I take a step toward him and then rush to catch Maeve as she passes out.

But I left. Fast. And the moment the door shut behind me, the façade cracked. My breaths came shallow, and my fingers trembled. Stronger than me. Stronger than any wolf I had ever touched. Not just powerful… Untouchable. “What the hell…?” I whispered. This wasn’t Xavier. This wasn’t Kai. This wasn’t even Lorenzo at his worst. This was something else entirely. Something I had not been prepared for. And for the first time in years…

“At that point she was already locked away, but her warrior was still corrupting mortals. He was building an army of possessed wolves, witches, and all other supernatural creatures. So the Shield was a defensive tank. Tiberius froze the chaos in place with his power but it cost him mentally. Until he could use the relic and transform the magic into an offensive force.” “So that's why your family is so big in control?” I smirk. Xanders chuckles, and shrugs. “I suppose it's kind of woven into our DNA.” “So do you guys like, still have that power?” I ask eagerly. “I know Zane still has that golden alpha power, but does that mean he can use magic?” Xander sighs, “No. When Khaíros knew he was los

"Smart fox. Any other interesting developments I should know about?" I tilted my head, giving him a smirk of my own. "Are you stalking a slave girl who apparently made it to Crown tier?" He gave me a pointed look, but I caught the hint of a smile tugging at his lips. "Just making sure my investment is protected." The word 'investment' stung a little, like a sharp small barb wire making a cut. I pushed the feeling aside and told him everything Harrion had said, every detail I could remember. The way his voice had felt pretentious, and how he found any chance for our hands to touch. I watched Riven's expression carefully as I spoke, noting how his jaw tightened when I mentioned Harrison taking

It means a great deal to me! ＊ The best of us must sometimes eat our words. — Albus Dumbledore, Harry Potter and the Chamber of Secrets M E Y W A N G | The Asian Potterhead The talk with Hunter still bugged my mind. Above all, I felt the immeasurable guilt for pretending to be his friend to gain more information on Tyler and his connection with Villain X. I tried my best to shove it back on the back of my mind. I had more important matters now such as Villain X and what he might do to us. There was no time to dwell on regrets. What had happened between Hunter and me was not a priority.

Phillius is always so kind and a sweetheart to me but still, my attention went to the other one, my eyes searching for him under the shadows of the hall. I looked at the other wolf, the black one who is smaller than Phillius. I know it is Xeno with his golden misty eyes. He stared at me and Phillius as he sat under the shadows, his eyes full of curiosity once again that made me feel very conscious about myself. Why is he always staring at me as if something is going on inside his mind? I am curious about what he thinks of me. I can't understand why he’s so rude to me when I haven’t done anything wrong to him.

Xaden said gently, running his fingers down the side of my face, causing me to tremble from his touch. “She might not be a werewolf,” Professor Howl shrugged. “I guess we won’t know until she’s 19.” “Impossible,” Xaden growled. “I’m her mate. She has to be a werewolf.” “Species can mate with others outside of their particular species,” Professor Howl counters. “She’s my fated mate.” “And fated mate of Harley,” Principal Rapport chimed in. “What? That’s strange enough! And now the crystal ball won’t work for her,” Professor Howl breathed, staring down at the ball with a timid frown. “This has never happened before.”