Novel & Cerita Harry Surrenders To Voldemort Fanfiction

But his eyes—those billionaire eyes—burned only for me now. I blindfolded him. Cuffed him. Led him to the edge. Then stopped. “Beg me.” He did. He said my name over and over like it was scripture. Like it could save him from the storm of pleasure I was about to unleash. And when I finally let him touch me—it wasn’t sex. It was surrender. Messy. Loud. Wild. Exactly how I liked him. --- One Week Later I walked into the study to find Harry in glasses, baby books spread out before him. I froze.

The coven screamed but kept chanting as Harry used his magic to keep me pinned to the table. "If you don't stop, Harry, you'll die with her," a young woman next to him warned. "I'm willing to make a sacrifice," Harry said as the woman's eyes welled up with tears. "But our child requires you," she begged. I saw the life this child would lead if he didn't have a father and shifted human once more, relinquishing control. I couldn't get out of here alive, no matter how hard I tried, but Harry could. As tears streamed down my cheeks, Harry looked at me with wide eyes. I was in excruciating pain as the witches continued to chant and Harry's face filled with confusion.

Author's Pov "I am ready to sacrifice anything for my sister. Have it. This is what you always wanted right. To win over me. It's all yours now but in return just free my sister. Stay away from her." Liam said with a heavy heart. He knew doing this wouldn't make her change her mind but at least she will have peace of mind after all in his mind he still thinks that Harry is torturing her. Suddenly a sound of chuckle echoed in the room as Harry stood up from his seat roughly slamming the file on the floor. Liam stared at him with wide eyes.

Harry slowly brought his gaze down, but his vision was still blurred. His head hit the ground. He collapsed, falling unconscious. When he awoke hours later in a pool of his own vomit, it took him a moment to realize what had happened. He felt light headed. He reached out blindly, searching for anything solid, his hand bumping against the wall and causing it to shake violently. Harry grunted, attempting to pull himself up. He was still extremely weak. His eyesight had blurred again, and his vision became unfocused. He felt the walls of the corridor around him shift and move, and he was terrified of falling again.

I just find it easy to tell her how sorry I am because I want her to see the sincerity of my heart. “What are you doing here?” “I told you I would bring you here, why did you leave without me?” I had gone to check up on Harry at the dungeons after I got a call from Baba that he was losing consciousness after I stabbed him with the knife, I knew it was going to be the most painful and horrible thing that would ever happen to him but as a wolf, he was supposed to survive it but after I got a call that he was dying was when we realized, the little bastard was half-wolf.

Oh, how will HE make her squeal and crawl in her own intestines! And then Harry saw with his single eye a cloud of dust billowing over the road and knew it was all over. HE would, of course, fray… tried to escape. But he suddenly felt terrible fatigue, devastation, and indifferently dived into the depths of consciousness, giving way to his spineless brother. Let him do something for HIM at least once in his life… At least try. A slut with blue hair beat HIM. Or rather, both of them. Wow…

When he hung up, he turned back to her with a softened expression, but she caught the flicker of steel still in his eyes. “They found a lead?” she asked. He nodded. “One of Voss’s warehouses went up in flames an hour ago. Someone left a message.” “A message?” His lips twitched, not quite a smile. “It said, You lost the queen.” Amelia shivered, not from fear, but from the finality in his voice. “Is this going to end in blood?” Adrian crossed the room and knelt in front of her, cupping her knees. “It already has. Now I’m just making sure it ends.”

Without him ordering me to, I took off my towel and let it fall to my feet, happily lying down on the bed, waiting for my hot daddy to come to me. I looked at him as he undid his pants' belt. "You're a greedy one," he said, lowering his pants along with his underwear, and his thick, heavy dick slowly rose. Lying naked on the bed, I put my hands behind my head, once again showing my submission. "Come to me," I said, spreading my legs wider. Harry took my foot and brought it to his mouth, which made me laugh a little and also aroused me. He kissed all my toes and then slowly fell onto the mattress. He ran his tongue up the inside of my thighs until he reached the point where they met.

" 'HELP!' she screamed, but they didn’t listen. They thrust the golden dagger into her chest, and her blood spilled out. They collected it into a golden cup and served it to him. He drank from the cup as though it were ordinary wine, and just like that, the vampire king’s curse was broken. The end!" She ended the story with a squeal and a bright smile, but what she got in return were long faces. "What?" she blinked, confused. "You don’t like the ending?" She searched their faces for answers.