I Hate It When Voldemort Novels & Stories

“And I guess, Alpha Dumbledore Voldemort is a past that you so much resent even if you still love him??” “He is nothing but a past I resent. Growing up, he lived close to where I lived. His family were seen as rogues who were pushed away from their pack. He was the son of a rejected alpha and living close to where I grew up, we became friends because the world rejected the both of us. We weren’t needed and he would always sneak into the cellar just to see him every day. He would begin climbing the hard pipes up to the roof and then slowly moving with his skinny kegs to where I lived.”

I spotted our usual table near the back. Just far enough from the chaos—and slid into the seat next to Ember, letting my tray of untouched food rest in front of me. “You didn’t eat breakfast, did you?” Ember asked, poking at the apple slices on my tray. “No appetite.” She frowned. “Still thinking about him?” I exhaled. “Don’t say his name. It gives him power.” “Like Voldemort?” Liam grinned across the table. “Worse,” I muttered. “At least Voldemort had a backstory.”

I couldn’t scroll through I*******m, T*****r, TikTok, or even check my email without seeing my own face plastered across some dramatic headline. Clips of the kiss, the kiss I swore I’d already locked in the back of my mind where it couldn’t touch me were everywhere. People slowed it down, zoomed in, made edits with love songs, breakup songs, dramatic violin music… name it, someone had already done it. And the comments? Lord, the comments were worse than the actual videos. “She never got over him.” “Look at her eyes before she kissed him back. That’s not hate.” “Enemies-to-lovers trope but in real life.”

Lord Voldemort yelled as an evil aura lurked around him and his eyes blazed with fire "What..... what....do u...just say?" Summer asked in a voice which seemed like whisper as she crashed on the floor "Summer!!"

Violet. Within seconds I found myself being picked up by my shirt collar. It was then that I truly understood this wizard’s strength and power. He looked dangerous. His eyes had turned completely black and his lips curled into a sneer. “I do not like anyone associating with someone who has created havoc and misery in the past. You have no idea how he is toying with you. You think Myra will agree to be your mate if you make her forget about Damian? Wrong. She will remember at one point. You lost your chance.” I struggled amidst the humiliating words, my wolf snapping and growling. “I love Myra and unlike that vampire, I won’t leave her,” I leered.

am not an idiot; I know that this land vampire land" ____________________________ Ilil and Deirk walked by their tumors to tofugors. "I can not believe that Gabriel made us do so." Derek said a man in a man with a green fluid that he was supposed to calm down the vampire. "Oh, just accept it." Illiasuke repeatedly believed that his injury was hidden in his pocket safely. "Whenever we fulfill this, the highest approval of the Carrysia return to the house. If we are lucky, we have found before the sunrise tomorrow." Ilil added. Then he was originally destroyed and stone with the same stone, which fly returned to him proudly and he was gave to the magician. "Yes, not just rely so that I do not

His face twisted even more and he continued walking fast while I tried to keep up with his pace. “He isn’t so nice, he isn't even nice at all. Vladimir isn’t trustworthy. Most times, I feel like he's played a major role in the destruction of my childhood. It was kind of his fault that my father made me feel really terrible and mistreated me.” He squeezed his face with deep hatred burning in his amber eyes, expressing how much his childhood annoyed him. “If your childhood was so bad, why did you make the rules to make everyone’s life equally bad, especially to lower class werewolves like me?” It made no sense to me.

he saluted, walking towards where the flower vase broke. "Yes…next door!" I exclaimed and then realized I was acting way too casual Since we met, this sidekick of mind haven't smiled or put on a happy face. He was always serious in his look, which made him hot to admire. I just hope this job goes out well, so I wouldn't get to see him again because I was making a fool out of myself.

Hihihi. I heard Ruby say, "Sorry, Juls." "Sorry for what?" I replied, still looking straight at the sky. "For Ely. I'm sorry for what she's doing and intercepting your love life." I don’t know if I’ll laugh or get annoyed at what Ruby said. Every time I hear Ely's name, it's like Voldemort's name, not because it's scary, but it’s like Harry Potter's feeling that he's eager to kill his opponent. Sorry, I'm an avid fan of HP. *smile*

FIN’S POV On the day Mommy left the house, we were still talking. I hate Astrid! She’s a threat to me—she steals everything I have. Apollo, whom I love, and now even Mommy! How dare she! “I hate her, Vida! I’ll do everything to make her disappear. If she has to vanish from this world and all her memories erased, I’ll make it happen!” I said furiously. Unable to control my emotions, I grabbed a vase and smashed it. It was right in front of me, so easy to take. I didn’t care how expensive it was—whether Mommy bought it or not!