Hufflepuff Novels & Stories

I never knew this side of him, I knew that he didn’t like following rules but not to this extent. From the outer look, it looks as though one is a huge well-built brick settlement. Above the door, there is its name written by magic. THE GREAT WIZARD is quite large, fire-lit, and stylishly luxurious. The ceiling is unusually high. The dining hall has several huge long tables, fit to almost 20 people each. The table's legs are shaped in the form of flowers. Near a big chimney, there is a windowless spiral staircase, I assume that it takes to the lodgings. I bet that the fireplace costs a lot of wood in order to stay lit. You can barely hear anything in here, over the din of other people. It's

she questioned me. "More than ready, I'm as ready as I will ever be," I replied. She smiled as she muttered something. It's now or never. It's time to be the Queen I was born to be. * We stood in a dark hallway. There were paintings everywhere. The paintings brought color to the gloomy hallway. And the name Clair was written in crayon under each drawing. We stood before a door while read 'ALPHAS OFFICE' in big bold letters. This is it. Alpha Troy's office.

Acre asked "Well daddy I just wanted to tell you that I'm gonna get a mate" confused Acre replied "Well yes, one day you will sweetie" "Yep," Lanna said nodding "His name will be Samual" Chuckling I add "So you know his name?" "Yep and he's gonna have a big black wolf called Samson" "How do you know this sweetheart?" Sky asked as Lannagot up off the couch and headed back to her bedroom "Oh, aunt queen Lanna told me, oh and tomorrow she said we should go to a place called the hard rock cafe for chocolate fudge cake."

I didn’t even bother thanking her or saying goodbye, relieved that I’d never have to smell the disgusting mix of old lady perfume and cigarettes, or hear her raspy smoker’s voice, again. A few days later, on a warm Thursday in mid-August, Hugo drove me to his pack. We stopped at the entrance and exited the car, then we were brought to a small room. The werewolves who escorted us there wrinkled their noses at the sight of me, and I realized it must be my rogue smell. I let out a deep sigh. When we were waiting alone, I asked Hugo, “Is the smell really that bad?” He rubbed the back of his neck and said, “No, they’re exaggerating. It’s just a little unpleasant.”

I shrugged off the feeling of eyes on me and focused back in on class. After a while I couldn't help but glance back and was met with a smirk from Timothy. He still wasn't my type but I could admit he was attractive, those blue eyes seemed to burn into me even with the distance between us but something made me feel uneasy about him. Maybe it was lack of dealing with other packs but a feeling of danger was brewing in my mind. The brush of my wolf against the barrier in my mind had me even more stir crazy, class couldn't end fast enough. I was looking forward to the bell and getting away from his gaze. "Rouge." Scarlet nudged me, the bell was ringing loudly; my eyes had been fixed on the door

He knew that Lily was scared, so he said: “I teased you before. We werewolves only transform on full moon nights, on other days just like you - humans. We just move a little faster.” Lily's face was full of suspicion: “Really?” “Of course.” “Okay, so I’m in.” Here everyone was walking, no vehicles, no means other than walking. This castle had a pretty special point, that was. All the rooms were connected to the main hall of the castle to get outside of the city gate. As soon as we got to the main hall, I and Lily encountered the Highness. He was sitting calmly on the large chair near the Wolf King. His eyes were always watching Lily, that made Lily feel unsettled, unintelligible.

Valerie: The hum of conversation filled the ballroom, a low, silken sound that felt heavier than the air itself. Chandeliers hung above, scattering gold and silver across glass and polished marble, and the scent of wine and wolves lingered in every corner. My hand rested on Xavier’s arm as we made our way through the hall. He looked every inch the Alpha, tall, unbothered, cold perfection wrapped in power. His calm was deceptive; I could feel the tension radiating from him through the fabric of his suit.

Ronan followed, slow and deliberate, enjoying my fear. "The thing about half-bloods," he continued, "is that they never know their place. Two wolves fighting inside one body—it makes you unpredictable. Wild." He smiled, and it was the smile of a predator toying with prey. "I'm going to enjoy taming you." He lunged.

"I saw the photos. What were they from?" "Her birthday party," Laila replied. "Everyone dressed up. She insisted. Said it wasn't a real party unless everyone committed fully." Jordan let out a quiet laugh and moved toward the counter, grabbing a bottle of water and handing it to her like it was second nature. "What about Halloween this year?" "Hogwarts students," Laila said, pulling out her phone. "Group costume with her friends. They argued for weeks about houses." Jordan chuckled as she showed him the picture. "Gryffindor. Of course she is."

She just said 'ALHOMOHRA' the harry potter spell used for opening doors magically. " What nonsense Davina ! " said the boy and moved away. " S...Sorry ... Stathis ." said the girl. Stathis didn't say anything just raised his hands in to show it's okay. Davina then turned back to Cynthia and Ada to apologize. She looked a bit embarrassed. She was about to say sorry that Cynthia and Ada spoke together smiling, " It's okay muggle's won't understand." This made Davina smile. " OH Great, New potter heads in Tombstone high. By the way am Davina a Slytherin., s he said.