Harry X Voldemort Fanfiction Novels & Stories

Viggo's heart raced as he realized that the malevolent influence of Gandalf was no longer present within Harry. "Viggo, are you okay?" Xavier asked, checking on Viggo's condition. Viggo nodded his head. He could feel his strength gradually returning, especially after sensing the birth of his twin children from the floor above. Scarlett, her own injuries evident, crawled over to Harry's side, her hands trembling as she felt for his pulse. To her astonishment, she discovered that Harry was still breathing, and his heart continued to beat steadily. Relief washed over her as she glanced at Viggo, hope gleaming in her eyes.

Harry replied, his voice barely above a whisper. Jude sighed. Harry was still crying, pain and anger filled his heart as he yearned to have his revenge. Veronica.

I jumped from the window as it opened and ran into the forest. Aerys I was seething with anger. I was going to kill Harry. How dare he have a relationship with my mate. She was even wearing his shirt! " You don't order me," she barked. " And I'm not breaking up with Harry," Those words broke my heart. I didn't want to hear them from her mouth. I watched her run upstairs. I glared at Harry, ready to follow after her, but Alec held my hand. " Let him talk to her. She won't react well to you," he sneered, glaring at Harry. He didn't like that my mate had a relationship with a vampire. Did she know he was a vampire? I nodded my head, and Harry went after her.

And then, Harry went after his mate who ditched him because he was a vampire. Then, about a week after he told me he was going to her kingdom to talk to her brother so that they could be together, I got a call from Harry that he finally found our sister. At first, I didn’t want to believe and have false hope but the evidence he presented was just too much to be ignored. I cried that night when he sent a photo of her to me and she was everything like me.

Liam stared at him with wide eyes. "This. Do you think I want this?" Harry said pointing at the file. "If I wanted this then don't forget Liam Stone I have full power to snatch this from you. I don't need your fucking donation. I want my wife back. I want my Rose back." Liam was frozen in his place as he stared at the crazy man with stunning eyes. "But why I mean you--" Harry cut his words as he kicked the table away in anger. "BECAUSE I FUCKING LOVE YOUR SISTER YOU BASTARD!" He yelled making Liam stare at him with stunned eyes. He didn't know this piece of information even Xander didn't know.

Harry replied,his voice fierce. He was seriously trying to fontrol his painful erection in the moment. No matter what,he will never beg her,he will never allow her see him pained. "You are a mess,are you sure you don't need me to clean up your mess" she whispered miserably, more dread filled Harry's eyes. He hate this...he hate this so much. "Never ever!!. That dream in which you see me begging you is called a nightmare" Harry managed to see amidst his painful errection..

"Work it out? She destroyed us, Jaxon! You're going to destroy your father's legacy, everything our ancestors built, for her and this fucking child!" She's spiraling, the dagger trembling in her grip as hysteria takes hold. "I would have died for you! I would have bled for Wolfgang pack, would have given you pure-blooded heirs worthy of our bloodline⁠—" While Victoria runs her yap, I catch Harry's terrified gaze and let my eyes fall to his little hands. Then I tip my head at him, mouthing the words: Like we practiced. Like throwing a baseball. Harry shakes his head frantically, too scared to move, but he’s every inch of my fucking blood because he understands what I’m trying to do.

Again the parts of a song… I’m leaving on a jet plane I don’t know when I will be back again Oh babe I hate you go... Mrs. Hillary, who is included in the ranks of killer teachers, is not only fierce but also famous and sadistic. If Mrs. Anna math teacher is Voldemort. So Mrs. Hillary is Professor Snape in the famous School of Witchcraft and wizardry book series, because of the sadism. When a student is do something wrong, it's over. It happened one day that almost all the kid of 11-7 were expelled from class for not doing homework. The remaining 11-7 residents are only a few people like Alfred and several children who are classified as diligent in doing homework. Smart children are not nece

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.

“Xynthia! You disappoint me! You seemed pure, but I didn’t know that you’re a skank as well. I can’t believe that you would go for an old man like this!” Harry was furious to the point that he had almost fainted. He did not think that the girl that he had pursued for so long to no avail would have slept with an ordinary old man like this. At that moment, Harry had the urge to cough up blood. Harvey’s face had turned as dark as night. “What did you just say?” ‘Only I can scold my sister-in-law. Who else dares to scold her? Do you want to die?!’