Lemon Fanfiction Harry Potter Novels & Stories

Lui's time to leave was approaching, although at a slow pace but Helen… He had not much to say when she leaves as Lily seems to enjoy her company more than anything else. A tinge of jealousy panged Liam's heart. If only Lily could give him as much as the attention she gives to her best friend, just maybe they would have a fine chemistry. He felt his neck tie suddenly tightening his neck and pulled at it to loosen it a bit. He tilted his head sideways and his neck bones made a cracking sound. He had to think faster, he needed to seal his mating with Lily sooner and at all cost. When Helen left Liam's chamber, she couldn't stop herself from throwing a tantrum. She knocked down her stuff on her

"Just updating Selene on her *responsibilities*," Harry emphasizes the word. "I will take my leave. Oh, and Selene," Harry turns to the female. "Be ready for the coronation on Friday." Selene is seething. How could the sweet, gentle Harry be so conniving? Had she been blind to his manipulations? She curls her fist around the cup. She lifts the drink to her lips, enjoying the colors sparkle as they touch her lips. A sweet, burning taste flows down her throat. Soon, the drink takes effect, numbing her complicated feelings.

He began to mutter inaudible words. "Lest I forget. I have not forgiven you for the offense you committed at school. Now, you have the chance to prove yourself as a changed person by behaving responsibly before I return.” I rose from my seat, grabbing my bag and checking my watch. “Where are you going to, Lily? Are you leaving already?” his voice was shaky and laced with curiosity as he inquired. While I ignored Harry's question, I closed the distance between myself and Bella and spoke loudly. "If Harry misbehaves, I want you to break his legs." I heaved a sigh. “Promised?”

A beautiful man flashed me a charming smile and distracted me from my troubles. "That Hello is definitely not for me, run along Reign to your play mate while I try to put a leash on this one. Come and better be good, Nailah give her a basket to pick out fresh oranges for dinner. Nailah stifled a laughter and handed Hermoine a basket. Hermoine's face flushes with embarrassment, her eyes glistened with tears and her lips trembled slightly. "Princess turn Pauper ey?" I heard Alexia remark as she walked out from behind Dante and I knew things just got sweeter. Alexia had a very sharp mouth and coupled with that she was my biggest fan in the pack save for my mates.

There were days that I felt like my eyes were lying to me. Like that one time, I was five years old, when I was eating lemon and thought it was oranges and even went to the former Luna to ask what it actually was, and it was actually apple and I was eating too much. This time, it was Lucius, and I don’t know if he’s an actual apple or I just see it as him. He looked down at me smiling before extending his hand in my rugged state.

No one complemented the things I did, no one paid attention and it became a habit to go by without such commendation and now…not sure if I should smile to his words and get air headed or just shrug it as per usual. “Just look at him, he’s all frozen that I’m sure he’s not even aware of his flustered expression” Harrison’s tease has me screaming quietly as I drop my head, unable to form a reply as they make light laughter out of my vulnerable state. I feel my mate’s hand rubbing against mine and at least get some relief and attempt a smile but when she giggles instead, I fist my hand and stubbornly throw my face elsewhere. “Now, you’re putting him in a spot Harry, you should leave now, Thanks

I hold it to my mouth, keeping my eyes on him. A sharp smirk crosses his face. “Yeah, figured.” I bite into the strawberry on purpose, and watch his jaw tighten like he’s fighting a losing battle. I smile around it. “See? Stress relief.” He leans in closer, his hands brushing my scalp. “You’re gonna be the end of me, Hermione.” He leans in and bites into the strawberry I’m holding. We both chew it into each other’s mouths, exchanging fluids, and it's a slow, sweet rush.

"You're still too young, Lemon. You shouldn't be thinking about those things." Lemon smiled at me and hugged me. "I missed you," she muttered. Hah, trying to change the subject, huh? I hugged her back. "I missed you too," I replied. ... Lemon and I spent the night watching her favorite drama. I didn't know she was really a fan of romance and fantasy. That's why she knows lots of stuff about love. "That actor is handsome, isn't he?" She pointed at a man on the screen. At first, I didn't see him clearly, but I was surprised when his face was utterly shown on screen.

he whispered “This is exactly what I’ll do to that baby was it’s born and I get my hands on the filthy thing” ~~~ Far away from the forest, in a dark room, Hermoine stood alone. Her eyes were locked on a large monitor in front of her, showing a live feed of the feast. She had found a way to hack into the pack’s hidden cameras. She watched Elena smile. She watched Salvatore lean close to her. Hermoine’s hands clenched into fists. “I should’ve been Luna,” she whispered. “That should’ve been me.” Her chest burned with hate. She grabbed a glass bottle beside her and smashed it against the floor. Then another. Then another.

His long legs go up at the wrong time. "Keep up with the fucking rhythm, Damon!" Dean growls, intense as fuck, "Daddy, come on, you're getting worse." "I'm old and tired, man," Harry groans, but he's keeping up way better than Damon. I'm just looking at this until I can take it anymore and I burst out laughing. Harry turns to look at me then, "Lily! Hi, baby!" Okay, I guess he's not as sad as I thought he would be.