Immortal Harry Potter Star Wars Fanfiction นิยาย & เรื่องราว

“They kind of talked me into it just for them. They’re my… chosen Pack. The plan is to get people talking instead of fighting. Werewolves. Hunters. Vampires.” “Vampires! You expect them to talk? To you?” “They already have. I met with their Prince. No-” I can see him reacting. I lift a hand. “Talk. They can’t do their hypnotic magic on me. That’s something else I’m immune to. And once Sarah and I wiped out one of their factions… well, I think they thought talking was better than whatever they imagined the alternative would be.” “Wiped out-”

" He paused and shut his eyes. As he bent over to tie his shoes, a sharp pain surged up the middle of his back. It was a constant reminder of his last winter in his home -the gift that keeps on giving. After letting out a long and painful sigh, he recalled how badly his life turned into a sour mess. "...he instructed me, the plan of Harry meeting you; because he felt that both of you were the bridge and could open the subconscious mind of Dr. Simon so he could cross to the Moonland. He helped the Dark Lord escape from the prison and with your help Anna; with you being there with the medallion ...helped him escape." Mr. Faiz knew he was wrong and there was no excuse for his doing. What hides

said the creature. Sirius lazily combed his dark lux, biting his lower lip with his fangs this time before he jumped out from the chair and picked up the little princess' unicorn. "I don't know." Sirius grimaced while he threw the unicorn mid-air and sliced it in half using the reaper's scythe. "Fuck vision. I've marked that girl and she'll be my food on her 20th birthday." he licked his lower lip in anticipation. "You gonna have to go through the dark lord first." the creature said while it flew left and right. It also saw the vision of Sirius under the command of one little princess in the future.

Harry gave off the impression of being noble and arrogant through his motions, yet he also emanated a languid, bad boy vibe from deep within. He resembled the immense and enigmatic starry sky, and Sienna found it difficult to look away. Embarrassed, Harry grinned and asked, “Nene, why haven’t you gone to bed?”

Harry swallowed loudly when he saw the sparkling smile of his Mate. Emmanuelle moved with superhuman speed to set the scene her beloved had outlined. If Harry had not been a werewolf, he would have only been able to see a flash of light across the room. He stood completely still as she resumed sitting on his lap and began to pull one of the sides of his black shirt down over his shoulder. "Is this okay with you, my beloved?" she asked in a half-voice. Harry nodded before placing a kiss against her lips: "But what about you?" he asked, pointing to the necklace, "I apologize, but there's not much I can do about it since you tied me up."

He stopped just short of me, his presence crackling like lightning in the air. “Because I have known you,” he said softly. “Not you exactly—but every life before you. Every incarnation of your bloodline.” My breath seized. “What are you talking about?” “I am not a student at Blackmoor,” Harry said finally. “I am not even supposed to exist here. I am the first cursed immortal—the one who defied the gods and paid the price in eternity.” The words sank into me like stones. My knees weakened. “Immortal…?”

"OMG, this is wonderful that my brother has finally found his mate. Our mom is going to just love you. I'm excited that there is going to be another girl at the palace, I really think we're going to be close friends soon." "Nicky, leave my mate alone." "Come on Sims, I'm just excited to finally have a sister." "Sorry Kora, but this annoying person is my sister Nicoleta, this is my Beta Lucian, and my Gamma Darius." Lucian came over to me and bows with a gentle smile on his face. "It's great to finally meet you, my Luna." As the food was being served, I realized that I wasn't very hungry. I wasn't sure if it's because I was near my mate or that Alex is glaring at us.

"And then she was kissing him as she had never kissed him before, and Harry was kissing her back, and it was blissful oblivion, better than firewhiskey; she was the only real thing in the world." — Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows * M E Y W A N G | The Asian Potterhead Life always had a really weird timing. I had been buying groceries when I had met Tyler at the checkout counter. "Hey, Mey," he greeted me with a smile.

I groaned as I felt the insides of my stomach just stitched itself together again. "I'll help...and in the meantime, you will be pampered..." I didn't believe anything he said, as Savaric told me it's hell, so I just groaned to his statement. If I could manage to get out. if I could manage to help him out, then he would owe me. If not, it wouldn't be my loss. I still had nothing to lose. With hundreds of years in front of me, and with my immortality I had nothing else better to do anyway.

Oh, how I wish I could tell her about my condition and assure her that she had nothing to fear, but knowing how she overthinks, she was going to think I was with her because of my condition and come up with the worst possible scenarios. “I will never leave you, kitten. You would always be mine and I yours; they could wrestle me for you with all their power and weapons, but I will fight with all my might to have you. I will battle for immortality for you, even if it's death that dares to take you away from me.”