I Am Voldemort Novels & Stories

"Over my dead body." "She's dangerous, Callum." "So am I." Isla's breath hitched. "What are you going to do?" "What I should have done the moment I woke up. Take back control." Later that night. The kitchen was dim, lit only by the under-cabinet lights, casting long shadows across the marble countertops. Iris sat at the island, her fingers curled around a steaming mug, staring into it like the answers to her unraveled life might be hiding in the chamomile leaves.

“You know who I’m talking about even though I can’t say his name,” I laughed, already knowing who she was talking about. “Like Voldemort in Harry Porter,” “Like Voldemort,” She responded. I left the reception after having a good laugh at the new nickname Rose had formed for Lucas and I can’t help but wonder if he was still like that. Dark, evil, and manipulative just like high school. I gathered some of the files that bitchy Charlotte had left on my desk and placed them on the low-rise shelf that was in the corner of the office room, leaving one on the table to go through.

Kiara's pov "I'm V" "My name is V and you have 2 seconds to save yourself" V V V V and V Standing straight up freezing my breathe I mentally cried because of my words which I spouted unknowingly. It's not fair he always says I'm V phrase everywhere he goes in the novel and dang it, I was smitten by him too in the novel and I always feel like his name V is kinda sexy and hot like him. It suits him and I use his V name a lot than Anastacius don't blame it was his stage name.

Violet POV. "He doesn't love me, he doesn't know me," I inform the voice, but we seem to not agree on that point. "He loved you from the moment you were administered to the facility," he says, who does he think he is. "Who are you?" I ask frustrated with the voice. "I'm Hayden, I'm the AI in charge of the whole building," the voice answer me, I remember we were introduced to each other before, when I was still in my little space, I remember things from then, but they are hazy.

(Violet) I CLENCHED my hands. Then and now, there was only one vampire in the whole world who could raise me up so high to the point that I’d feel invincible. Sadly, that vampire was also the same person who could drop me so low to the point that I’d feel worthless. And he was this man in front of me. If it was up to me, I would never associate myself with anyone in this kingdom, in this city, and with any vampire. But my duty as a mage had brought me here.

Elara's steps slowed without her permission. She knew who he was. Everyone in the kingdom knew who he was. Lord Kael Draven. The Black Villain. The man they said had burned three villages to ash without blinking. The man they said could not be killed, though no one could explain why. Guards spoke of him in low voices. Children were warned never to look him in the eye. And above his head, glowing faintly through the rain, was a number. 0 DAYS. Elara stopped walking entirely.

walked out of the room with a loud bang on the door. David felt relieved at least he can have some peaceful sleep. When he was about to go back to sleep, Stella rushed inside breathing heavily. " Hey, hey young lady, why should you be running around when you know you're pregnant?" He walked closer to her trying to help her when she slapped his away. "Don't you dare touch me. I knew that my coming here was never a good idea. Now look at me. Hunny I'm sorry if I've been a bad wife off late." She pleaded and David was just lost looking at her. "What happened". " I went downstairs to get water when I heard some movement and someone asking me a question. From the look of things we seem to be the

I’m only hurting myself instead of comforting it and sealing my heart to avoid harm. “ I’m always curious about what’s going on in your mind. “ I heard him said that made me gulped even more. As if! I always thought that vampires can read minds, but I guess he can’t. Tsk! What a weak one! “ Hahaha! “ I automatically looked at him while raising my eyebrows. What’s his damn problem? Is he suffering some phychological disorder? Why would he be so cold and snapped to being happy? Omooo… Is he,------crazy? Does vampires even have mental hospital?

The city lights of America faded into the blackness below, each one a tiny pinprick of a world I was taking Isabella away from. My gaze lingered on the view from the window, the darkness mirroring the emptiness I’d felt my entire life. Until her. I’d spent my life building an empire of shadows, a kingdom forged in blood and fear. My name, Vladimir Volkov, was a whisper that made men tremble. I was the boogeyman. No I am worst than the Boogeyman, I'm the man you send to kill the boogeyman.

“If you don’t back the fuck away, the only thing you would be is dead.” “Such a buzzkill.” He rolled his eyes. “I love you already, let’s totally be friends.” “I’m not interested in being friends with a potential murderer.” “Thank Dune, I’m not a potential murderer. I’ve killed people, that means we can be friends, best of friends.” My stomach physically recoiled. “Rain Riverton right?” “My last name seems to be quite popular around here.” He laughed. “All thanks to your aunt I’m guessing. I knew her, Eloise Riverton. When she was in her last year, I was in my first. The third best in Oak blood as a whole, while Malek has always been number one.”