Harry X Bellatrix Novels & Stories

"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. ***

“If you really intend to get gory with it.” “I do,” she said softly. “Sigrid called. Harry has woken. They are crazed with grief and are trying to feed the body of Jules Edison with blood, convinced that they can bring him back. The people who hurt Harry like that will pay. I will make sure of it.” “In that case, back to your spell with you,” he patted her arse. “Leave the torture chamber to me. I’ll have it ready for when you need it.” “Thank you.” She paused. “Do you think you could arrange for restraints to be fitted to the walls? Or cages like the Van Helsings used? I want to make them watch.”

“Of course not. I just cleaned the lens of your heart camera, if you wanna put it that way. There are countless beings around us other than shadows, dear. Beings that will never harass you or do you any harm. It’s time you let your heart rest from trying to pierce into the darkness and turn to the light.” “Meaning now I’m gonna go around seeing these blurs of light everywhere?” “No. Meaning if you ever need to see them, now they can show themselves to you.” “Oh, okay.” Hugo brought our bowls filled with fresh steamy tea and we lingered there, sipping them in silence like the day before. We heard a knock on the door and Harry made his regal entrance. Today he wore jeans and a tartan shirt. He

I run up the stairs into Nate’s room. “ Any luck?” I ask him again as I have asked him everyday since she left. Nate looks back at me and smiles. “ Maybe. Listen to this.” He hits a button on his computer surveillance and we hear Veronica talking to Bella. OH God I miss that voice. Veronica: Bella, You wouldn’t believe what is going on in Harlowe since you left girl. Bella: If it has anything to do with that player Xander Saint, I don’t want to know.

"I will kill you Aurora, you just step on the Lion tail. I am a witch, the most evil witch and you will not escape my trap." Aurora didn't say anything, she just turned around and placed her hands on the bed once again. She turns her head to a fuming Arabella. "I am a corporate evil witch Arabella, I know you have been an evil witch right from birth so if you cross I and Willow's path again, I will make you weep so many tears of blood that your life will end, but not your tears."

"Right now, everyone's pointing fingers at you for killing Sarah, you're the culprit, not me. So go ahead, go report me, I'll show you how I got away with your mother's murder and this time around, you're going to experience it live action. And you know what, once I'm done with you, I'll go kill that old bastard, send him to his useless wife, then I'll kill that stupid maid that doesn't know her place. Maybe the three of them can sort out their disgusting love triangle in hell. And then I'll go for that brat of yours." Bellatrix's eyes twitched, but she didn't react. She didn't want to ruin the moment she's been waiting for. "And when I'm done, I'll come finish you off. I'll make sure this t

The look in his eyes was one of dread, he didn’t want to fight me, but tradition and my father commanded it. He expected her to hold back. To hesitate. He didn’t know how much she’d already lost. I looked up towards the old bell tower, not seeing but knowing Aeryn crouched atop the old bell tower overlooking the ritual grounds, cloaked in shadow. I didn’t need a distraction, I needed to focus, this wasn’t about justice. It was a message. As the circle flared to life, carved with ancient sigils and magic-forged boundaries, I felt the bond tighten. My pulse quickened in my chest like a warning drum.

I figured she had completely lost her mind and was just spouting nonsense. If I hadn't been so physically weak, I would have broken free from her grip instantly. I wanted absolutely nothing to do with her. Bella marched me toward a grand, lavish palace and pointed excitedly at the heavy doors. "He's right inside. Go on, take a look!" Feeling utterly exhausted, I assumed the two of them were using me as some prop for their games again. But the moment I pushed the doors open, I froze in sheer horror. Harry was tied tightly to a pillar with a gag stuffed into his mouth.

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."

It would have been funny if the scene wasn’t so Stoker-esque. Her wheezy, cackling voice rose higher and higher as she neared the end of her incantation. A row of teeth, blackened and broken into stubs, like old tombstones, lay below her fire-worshipper black eyebrows. They hinted at her cruelty as they arced up and over her dead-fish eyes like sickles. Those eyes suddenly shimmered with the spite of a thousand years as she turned fully towards me and pinned me with her gaze. She traced a leathery tongue around her thin, bloodless lips while she looked me up and down from crown to ankle. Her spindly, arthritic legs moved rapidly, like an old spider, covering the distance between us in a flas