Immortal Harry Potter Star Wars Fanfiction Novels & Stories

“Ms. Evans, we were just discussing how the masterpiece of JK Rowling contain absolutely no swear words except in the last book, Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows, when Molly Weasley swears at Bellatrix Lestrange for duelling with her daughter Ginny.” “Absolutely!” Ms. Evans said enthusiastically and continued fangirling about Harry Potter. Lucas rolled his eyes and turned to Zehra who was looking at him in incredulity. “What?” “Nothing, who would’ve thought that our quarterback was a potterhead.” “Oh shut up. Show me this godda–” “Don’t swear,” she whispered this time. "Why?!" "I don't like people swearing," “Ok show me this e-mail. Now.” Zehra took her phone and showed him the e-mail. H

"I'm sure if you read the books you could figure it out." Oh, sneaky demon! "I'll leave you to rest, unless you need me for anything more?" he asked. She shook her head, already eager to chow down and start reading. "Very well, if you need me simply call my name out loud. It will summon me directly to you." Her head shot up at that. "Seriously? Okay Skywalker, you just reached the super kickass level." He raised a brow. "Skywalker?" "Yea, you know Star Wars." She raised her fist into the air and said dramatically, "Luke, I am your father." Jasper continued to stare at her blankly. "No? Okay, never mind." Blushing she clamped her mouth shut.

I hated it; it was bloody and made me nauseous. He leaned closer, as if to tell a secret. "I'm immortal, sweetheart. You see, I'm quite the wizard," he beamed, gulping his wine. "Indeed, it's impressive how you managed to take over an entire pack," I said with mild interest, placing my knuckles under my chin. In the last few weeks, I had been telling Irene what Horus did, but she didn't seem to believe me. However, there were times I saw her deep in thought after I told her, and she hasn't mentioned anything to Horus about my allegations so far.

She knows, and she has been accepting me, making my motherless heart feel warm and fuzzy. Then I'm being grabbed from Bridgitte, straight into Heleni's arms. "Oh Goddess, thank you so much! I don't know what I would've done without Harry, your White Wolf shit definitely came through!" I refrain from telling her that Harry was absolutely fine and that Ricardo was the one who wasn't breathing, Ricardo was the one who was literally dead. No heart beat. He says I brought him back. Could that be true? We're not mated yet, so the immortality cannot come into play yet, can it?

“I almost lost My Lady to their evil scheming. She was to be used as means to boost the vitality of those beasts to grant them immortality.” Mei’s last lines cause a substantial degree of change in Dyrean, his Father, and Stella who returns to the room. Stella is quick to attack, “What do you mean by immortality? Sorah, you have such a frightening ability? That’s outrageous!” “Is this true, Lady Sorah?” Dyrean questions with stern eyes. “You escaped because you were going to be exploited of your power?” Stella clicks her tongue at Dyrean and debunks rudely, “They might’ve failed woefully but that uncouth brother of yours sure did succeed in that part, huh?”

“Is this a dream? Goodness! This is crazy.” “Henry is so going to kill her. I should take a video of this moment.” The students always have something to say about situations like this. While it's my nightmare, it's always fun to them. They enjoy every bit of it. Henry's knuckles turned white as he clenched them tightly, his jaw was clenched tightly, his eyes glaring into mine. I closed the distance between us. “You can mess with me all you want, but not my father! I will kill you, Henry. I will kill you even if it's the last thing I do on earth.” I whispered to him, and he froze.

Sora growled. Sora pressed Aidan’s arm against the wall until his sibling’s bone snapped with a sickening *crack*. His silver eyes glowed with an ice-cold hatred, ready to tear apart anything that had ever tried to control his life. Vardan stood behind him, staring at his hybrid’s back with a mixture of pride and horror. Their bond was now permanent, sealed with blood, pain, and a transformation that could never be reversed. The great war had just begun, and Sora was the storm that would destroy everything.

Darren said, cutting me off. "What?" "I don't like Nutella." "Are you serious?" I asked, eyeing him incredulously. "No, I'm Darren. And I don't like Sirius Black, the dude's creepy." I just gave him a blank stare. "Who is Sirius Black?" I asked, scrunching my brows up in confusion. "Who would have that sort of a name?" "He's in Harry Potter," He said, shaking his head at me. "You wouldn't know." "Oh," I said. I only watched the first movie of the series and I didn't like it. So I didn't watch it's subsequent parts.

But with his cultivation, he might win. Boom! As soon as he finished speaking, he took action. Terrible momentum swept out of the Immortal Emperor. The starry sky was compressed, and the stars moved automatically to dodge. Around the battle between two Immortal Emperors, even the stars would tremble. Chu Xun raised the corners of his mouth slightly, and the momentum of the Immortal Emperor also surged out. Boom! The two forces collided, and the galaxy seemed to be torn apart. A terrifying storm continued to spread like huge waves in the sea, enough to destroy everything.

Seraphine whispered, her voice trembling against the roar of chaos. The immortal’s gaze was steady, unshakable. “Then we will surpass it. Together.” He released a pulse of energy, silver and gold threads weaving outward, striking the monstrous armies with precision born from their shared bond. Seraphine matched it, her hands glowing, shaping the chaotic magic into protective shields and offensive arcs of light. Every movement they made was synchronized, every strike an echo of their trust, their love. The First Immortal hovered above, his immense form radiating power that could collapse entire dimensions. “You think your love can stop me?” he roared, unleashing a torrent of energy that bent