Harry X Voldemort Novels & Stories

Not even being around Aiden made me feel like this. Nauseated. "What's going on with you, Harry?!" Jane snapped coming to stand between us. "You've been acting rather odd lately". As if snapped from his stupor, his eyes blinked, traveling around the room as if he wasn't aware of where he was. Harry scratched behind his head laughing lightly. "Sorry, these days I hardly feel like myself. It is good to see you though Victoria. It's been a while" "Right," I say nodding, glancing back to the girls before turning to him. "Do you think we have a chance at killing Hades, Harry?"

Broderick indicated, pointing towards the hundreds of soldiers, surrounding Harry. Actually, Broderick was already suspecting that the man standing before him could be one of the Vernon's family members. “Maybe a little reminder would make you understand who you are speaking with.” Harry stepped forward a little, despite the guns from Broderick’s end pointed towards him. He wasn’t scared of Broderick. “My name is Harry Vernon, the last survivor of the series of murder you committed years ago on the Vernon's family.”

She looked deeply into his eyes, immediately falling under his hypnosis. “Becca Hertford, where is the potion?” “Which potion?” she questioned back. “The vampire potion,” he said clearly. “Do you know where the vampire potion is?” She breathed out, “I don’t know.” If the hypnosis didn’t work on Becca, Alexander would be confused whether she was lying or not. But since her eye color turned black due to his hypnosis, he was sure that she wasn’t lying at all. “Well, then,” he spoke up, “Do you know anything about the vampire potion?”

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..

And Raven… his confession still lingered, pushing distance between us. Harry was different. He wasn’t asking me to belong to him. He wasn’t even asking for trust. He was just there—steady, immovable,and untouchable. “What exactly are you Harry?” I asked, folding my arms. His eyes were on mine, deep green with something dangerous shining within them. “Not what,” he said. it should be“Who." And soon you'll see” It wasn’t an answer. But it was enough to make me stay.

"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.

he smiled like an innocent little thing. Harry has a face that could deceive the world that he was an innocent young man but that's not true. Harry is a murderer and the Don and boss of the whole of the United kingdom. "Fucking city!" I spat out and Harry chuckled. It was true that I hardly come to another territory. I remained in mine or else it's so urgent like this case. Harry was already taken me to his car with my men and his tailing behind when I paused, "I need to get to know what happened to the fucker in that room"

His fate has changed… Harry pauses, and his shocked expression turns professional upon seeing Oakley step into the set. Without taking a glance at Oakley, Harry composed himself and began to respond for Oakley’s hearing, “The Xhale brand wants to collaborate with me? Of course, I have always loved the Xhale company; it’s my goal to work…” Oakley nonchalantly tucks his hands into his pocket and walks past Harry, not sparing him a glance. His expression is calm and his whole person composed. It’s as if he didn’t even notice Harry.

If this would eventually mean I can defeat Violet, well, I'm so fucking in. A rustling sound catches my attention. I look over at the iron bars of a dark chamber nearby. And there he is. Harry. Curled up in the corner, his small frame barely visible. He looked thinner, weaker than I remembered. His arms are wrapped tightly around his knees, and his breathing was slow and uneven. A thrill of satisfaction coursed through me. Who could have known that Violet had a child? I mean... a fucking child for Adrian? And she kept it away from him? Or maybe he's aware.

"I brought my ex with me” Harry incomprehensibly turns his head towards me. “Do you remember I told you I had never smelled a woman before ? That's because she's not giving off any scent”. Harry's eyebrows seem to have grown together over his forehead. “And that's because she's one of them. The witches”. I look down. Harry starts laughing. "What's so funny ?" “You've been with a girl who spends her free time killing guys like you? How the hell did you dare cheat on her ?”