Harry X Bellatrix Fanfiction Novels & Stories

Alexander chuckled and pulled her in a hug. "Was it too much?" He placed her head on his chest and caressed it. Bella sniffed and closed her eyes. "Yes" "Sorry" He kissed her forehead. "I hate you." She pushed him away. "Don't talk to me." He sighed and rubbed his forehead while mumbling a curse. ***** "Lilly, do you know... We live with a devil..." Bella said while rubbing kitten's belly. "I heard it." Alexander said who was sitting beside her. "Good"

As I took in my surroundings, I looked around to spot something that is familiar. Then I saw him. He looked shocked. However, I spot happiness, relief, and contentment in his eyes. Everything came flooding back. I remembered what mum told me and showed me. I remember what I saw. Him. He was begging me to come back. He told me that he loved me. He quickly regained knowledge of what was happening. He was about to go when I did something he was not expecting before darkness consuming again. Xavier's POV I rested my head at Bella's tummy. It was so soft. She did not have a bony tummy. Neither was she fat. She had such a soft tummy that was chubby. I find it quite cute. My right hand was gripping

But after what they witnessed, denial was no longer possible. Killian stepped forward. “We’ve doubled guards and restricted access to the inner castle.” “Good,” Theodore replied. A sudden wave of dizziness hit me. I gripped the edge of the table. Not again… A faint hum vibrated through my chest. Warm. Wrong. The bond. Theodore noticed immediately. His hand hovered near my arm but didn’t touch. “Kiara?” “I’m fine,” I whispered. Lie. The whisper returned. Soft. Amused. “You cannot shut me out forever.”

Xander tilted his head staring at him with serious eyes. "And why should I? What made you think I will let you know about her whereabouts when she clearly doesn't want to be with you anymore? " Harry stared at Xander with a hard gaze. Amelia sensed the intense atmosphere. Her husband wasn't ready to back away while her brother looked like he was ready to jump on Xander and beat the shit out of him. "Harry listen to me." Harry turned his head towards Amelia and glared at her making Xander angrier. "Don't fucking show this attitude to my wife you little shit. I will poke your eyes out." Harry again glared at Xander and his next action made Amelia gasp out.

Some juwels seemed to blink between the metal. "Oh, I remember! She wore a golden hairpin that day, a phoenix design with rubies... what a shame it was all molten. She was such a beautiful madwoman... Bellatrix, Bellatrix, you really burned a deep grave for yourself. Well, I guess this happens when a nearly godly power is unleashed without restraint. Sadly, you fell pray to an even deadlier magic. This man really is something. So annoying. Really, too sad that you can't incinerate him as well anymore... I wonder who woud've won in a direct confrontation. Well, both of you are nothing compared to my Kitty."

Their eyes met hers fierce, his tired, but still burning with the same devotion that had built and destroyed empires. “This is it,” he said. “Win or fall, we won't fight again.” Her lips curved in a faint, tragic smile. “Then let’s make it a beautiful ending.” Outside, the skies over the Blood Kingdom roared to life jets streaking through the night, engines howling against the storm. Dante Bellucci had declared war on a legend. And the legend was answering. But high above, unseen by any of them, the satellites Dante controlled began to shift silent, patient, aligning into formation.

Kael’s jaw tightened. Harry chuckled low, stepping closer to me. “Good, tell them, own it. You are not their doll to control. You are fire, and fire cannot be caged.” Headmistress Morwen slammed her staff against the floor, magic crackling in the air. “Enough!” she roared. “Aria Blackwell, you are hereby—” “Try it,” Harry cut in, his tone soft but deadly. The air in the hall froze. Even Headmistress Morwen stood still,her eyes narrowed at him.

he asked, raising a brow at her. Slowly, her lips curved into a cold and dangerous sneer. "The plan didn't fail; she actually made it easier. Bellatrix did not realize she just summoned death by denying the proposal. What couldn't happen fifteen years ago will happen now, and this time, no one can save her—not even her powerful husband...."

Her stomach dropped. "When were you planning to mention that?" Harry glanced down. "Oh." Bella stared. "Oh?" "It's nothing." She looked like she wanted to hit him. Simon actually laughed, a short sound that disappeared almost immediately. Harry shot him a look. "It is nothing." Bella folded her arms. "You were stabbed." "It barely counts." "You were stabbed." Harry rubbed the back of his neck. "You're exaggerating." Bella stepped closer. "Take off the coat."

"You won't... You do not kill werewolves without a research on them." "You know that much huh?" He shrugs and then his eyes travels down to my neck which I am still rubbing. "He marked you." He states with wide eyes "What?" "We do not have much time Bellatrix." I faintly see him folding his palms to an axe-like stance before I am knocked off to unconsciousness.. With his palm. ***