Novel & Cerita Harry Potter Zacharias Smith

They met Charles waiting and he looked up at them as they walked out. “Here,” he muttered and stretched Xalia’s phone to her, she smiled at him a little before taking it. They all headed to the elevator in silence. ~ The chauffeur pulled over where the cars were parked in Mr. Smith’s mansion. Charles was seated at the front seat and he gave the chauffeur a look, he understood immediately and got out of the car. Charles looked back at Xalia and Zade. “Is she cool with the plan?” he asked and Xalia furrowed her brows a little.

Diana said. " OK fine I will tell you but don't tell anybody " " I promise I won't tell anybody " Diana promised and Smith sighed deeply while staring at the beautiful Diana... Gosh Mysterious was really blessed to have this wonderful and beautiful damsel as a mate. " I always dream about a war, I always see myself fighting a war in a demonic form, The hairy body, The demonic red eyes and the destructive fangs, The poisonous Claws and The ancient speed and strength, I see myself destroying and killing and I see a huge wolf staring at me with vernom etched in his eyes, A huge wolf... A mighty one for that matter, Then the unknown voice keeps banging my head and the only word I hear is Esthusi

His auburn hair floats around his ears, held aloft by the power flowing through him, glowing brightly through his skin. Hawthorne Sparks, my best friend’s brother, now stands between me and my captor as he enters the back of the van, his fingers aglow with a vibrant violet flame. His lips twist into a snarl as he leans over Zion. “That’s right, Asshole. I’m a witch and you’re just a wee bitty human who messed with the wrong mage.”

Harry spat, his voice dripping with hatred, “don’t blame me when everything falls apart. This company is part of the Smith legacy! If I go down, our family name goes down with me!” James gave a faint, bitter smile. “Our name was already stained the moment you defiled it with betrayal, Harry.” Without another word, James ended the call. --- Across the city, inside the headquarters of Smith Corporation, Harry stared at his phone, face flushed with fury. He slammed it down onto the desk, the loud crack making Sophie — who had just entered — flinch. “Harry! What are you doing?” “He refused!” Harry roared. “James refused to help me! He said I deserve all of this!”

Lucas appeared before him. “You may have won today but I will be back for you...” “Worry about your life first...Hold him!” he commanded. “What? you can’t do that, you bastard!” Harold screamed as the men charged towards him. “Let me remind you Harold, you broke a rule...rules actually. You forgot so quick the day you lost to me, you were banished from the coven’s meetings...Now you break that order and plot with Matteo Rodriguez to go against my orders...”

Under the watchful eyes of everyone present, James slowly approached Xachary and asked, “Do you not recognize me?” Xachary frowned, his face full of confusion. James sighed dramatically. “It seems you’ve truly forgotten everything. Then, who is this Hetsema you mentioned?” Xachary, grasping at straws, responded with a near shout, “Sior Hetsema was the leader of the Three Great Protectors, the strongest existence! He…” Swoosh!

Lilah yells at the top of her lungs as she tries to understand why her super mom is terrible at common charades. The boys were laughing so hard that Harry, the annoying traitor, joined in. He wanted me to lose, and I have. That was the last round, and Lilah and I lost woefully. He told me he was going to take me down, and he did. He and that little traitor I have as a son competed side by side with his father and took me down. Sir Smith gives me a sympathetic smile as I stare, pouting. Harry uses the opportunity to kneel down next to Lilah, this time with his hands covering his crotch. He's not taking any chances anymore.

For the elite guard to grace their home meant something monumental was happening—whether a blessing or a curse, she didn't know. Jake stepped forward, bowing low as the commander approached. “Is that her?” the Kingsguard asked, his sharp eyes locking onto Calista. “Yes, Sir Braavos,” Jake replied eagerly. “Her name is Calista Caitlynn. Nineteen, a maiden, and a virgin. I am certain the Alpha will find her suitable.” Sir Braavos signaled his men, and a heavy iron box filled with gold coins was handed over to Jake in exchange for his daughter.

While the Smiths had also met up with others to attempt to treat the illness, none of them had been able to produce any substantial results. It was around then when they came across the incredibly skillful Dr. Mabb and began asking for his help. After several visits, those from the Smith family even got to know both of Jace’s apprentices a bit better. The man—who was around the age of thirty—went by the name of Walbridge Lumb. As for the other apprentice, she was a twenty-three-year-old-woman by the name of Brianna Zeigler.

But if she wasn't Rachel West, why would she run away when she saw him, and where did that familiarity come from? He was not convinced. “Max Holland！” "Yes, Mr. Smith." "Find her for me, right away, right away!" Seeing James Smith lose his soul made Alexa West feel bad. "James, why are you doing this, my sister is dead" "Shut up." James Smith interrupted her coldly. "I never believed that ashes could be her."