روايات وقصص ضمن Immortal Harry Potter Star Wars Fanfiction

"Mom, Dad. I'm so sorry." But Dad was shaking his head, Mom too. "Sweetheart," Mom said. "It's not." She sighed out some of her own sadness, the air heavy with it. "We both knew this day would come eventually." She smiled up at him, glittering tears making shining paths down her face. "Harry is immortal. I made him promise we would end our mating before I was too old."

Blade shrugged but that wasn't his business at the moment. Mr. Williams annoyed by his words, raised his stick and hit Blade on the head, "What's even strange is how a human who got the immortal punishment seduced s fairy and made her do unimaginable things. Maybe I should have just made your face ugly as your punishment then" Mr. Williams glared at Blade who shrugged.

"Ruth is a wizard who has lived for thousands of years. Though she was tagged as evil, she never meddle in anyone's lives until one day she conspired with the Aquans to defeat me. I don't know what was her reason behind it. She didn't kill me as the enemies told her but she threw me out of Ehtrehto Edis and cursed me not to be able to go back. After some time, Peter followed me into the human world and told me that Ruth was killed. Before she died, she poured her blood into the waterfall in Aqua Edis. She told Peter that her curse on me will only be healed by the water in the magical waterfall. But it will be guarded by a beast that will only die using a weapon of the first guardian of light

this time and marched towards her. He took out his hand to conjure a spell when Lorraine grabbed it and stared deeply into his eyes. She could see the thread of his life line. It was thick. That was why he was immortal, right? Both of them froze together in the spot as Lorraine used her mind powers to burn his thread until the Patron dissolved into nothingness. "Do you still see me as a pup?" Lorraine's lips lifted into a cruel smile. "Who is the weak one now?" *

I say and lay it out for him. “You’re sure?” “Positive. I’m so sorry, Yorick.” “I need to go.” “Call me if you need to talk,” I say. “Thanks, Wen. I may take you up on that.” I stare at the phone for a moment, then turn back to my computer. Me: Let’s find that alliance agreement. Hacker: Follow me, my little Padawan. I chuckle at the Star Wars reference. Me: Show me the way, Obi-Wan.

I said, escaping from our conversation. “Good luck, Frank! May the force be with you,” she laughed again, waving her hand and sitting in her chair to begin checking Sky’s schedule for tomorrow. “Star Wars marathon?” I asked as she loved to do a movie marathon with her husband. She rolled her eyes. “Starting from the Phantom Menace, but we can learn from Anakin, you know.” I raised my eyebrows, silently asking her what it could be and wanting to tell her we could learn more from Yoda than from him.

“She shared a few names. She had a whole fucking list. There is one I like, Aeryn, it’s from this show Farscape.” Osiris looked at me like I was fucking makes up words. So I went to the rest of the list. Leia had sent it to me, so I read it off my phone. “Elora is the baby of Willow, in the movie. You know with the fucking little person that becomes a wizard?” Osiris looked like I was talking about fucking rocket science again, doesn’t this guy ever watch a fucking move? “Nope? Okay, next one Allana is actually Leia and Han’s granddaughter in the fucking Star Wars books, you don’t fucking care do you?”

“You’ve just wasted your time. I’m a White Forest Warrior!” “That ended the instant you let Thalia suck your cock for a shot at stealing Zena back,” Imogen slapped back smartly, her aqua eyes making me uneasy, clashing with her delicately freckled face. That brief sensation of escaping the shame and darkness I’ve found myself in has disintegrated. Like falling backwards into a hole, there is nothing to save me now. “Rising Star are going to win the war?”

She mocked him by saying, “You are probably the only 7 Star Beastman Warrior who gets drunk.” “Hah! And the Swaying immortal is what? An Ascetic Beastman?” Galbraith snorted in derision. Hearing her husband mention the Swaying Immortal caused Clara’s brows to twitch in annoyance. “You really are drunk. There is no way that the Galbraith Kingsman I know would badmouth his father-in-law if he wasn’t drunk.” Clara shook her head and went under the covers.

― Albus Dumbledore, Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire M E Y W A N G | The Asian Potterhead "I am not your friend, Hunter. I do not think we could ever be friends considering the only reason I made acquaintances with you is so that I could use you." This was not what I had planned to say to him but since the words had come out, there was no point in taking them back. I hated to see the pain reflected in his dark eyes, how his smile faltered until it was gone without a trace.