Lorenzo Harry Potter Novels & Stories

Lorenzo sighed and wondered if his subordinates thought he was gay. Stepping into the shower, he let the cold water flow gently on his body. Lorenzo tried his best to keep the beast side of him from showing up. No one knew what he was thinking about. But on opening his eyes, they glowed with murderous intent. "They dare to drug me? I will make the pay", Lorenzo hit the wall and let out an earth-shattering roar. By then Mia had drunk more than ten glasses of champagne and her body swayed. She started making a fuss and few people began to notice her.

Regrets started to drown me in. Ty laughed and I quickly focused my attention back on him. "So that is why he has been searching for Harry Potter books! You turned him into a Harry Potter lover." "A Potterhead!" I gave her a disapproving look. Muggles, smh. "Yeah, whatever you call it." He rolled his eyes, clearly did not care, and I shot daggers at him.

(Fiesty slut isn't she what I wouldn't pay to be the one fucking this virgin pussy) the man said cruelly. She flinched at his words and she felt him stroking her thighs as he struggled against the next mans grip. " Basta che ora appartiene a Leonardo e non deve essere toccata, a meno che tu non voglia spiegare al don che hai rovinato il suo regalo di compleanno"(Thats enough she belongs to Leonardo now and is not to be touched, this is unless you want to explain to the don that you ruined his birthday gift) the other man said.

She had figured out that could help kill the monster. Harold Hearst sat in what looked like a den adorned with many kinds of crystals, an assortment of precious stones, mirrors and vials containing colourful potions. He loved spending time in this hideout as it reminded him of a peaceful life that he once lived. He was the oldest elf sorcerer alive and also the Warlock Alpha.

"Let's get out of here." We had walked about ten steps before someone stepped into the hallway in front of us. It was Lorenzo. He looked different than the last time I had seen him. He was thinner, and both his beard and hair were longer. Even his eyes had changed significantly. They were cold and vicious now, whereas they had been filled with love and compassion before. "Well, well, well," he drawled, and I rolled my eyes because his voice made my skin crawl. "The cavalry has arrived."

Lorenzo stopped for a while and then chuckled, “What?” “Exactly. He is going around, telling people that he is you, and people might actually buy it.” “That is because people are dumb.” “You don’t always take things seriously, do you?” “Yes, because this is not worth taking seriously.” “Oh, come on.” “I have something more exciting going on,” he smiled. “What?” “Jonathan.” “Jonathan? Who is… Jonathan?” Lorenzo could imagine his friend widening his eyes as he had apparently remembered who Jonathan was. “What is going on with him?”

Lorenzo Monteverde the son of Raul Monteverde the eldest son of Perol Monteverde. After losing his father to the battle of succession. He became the President of Zemor Entertainment, one of the companies of Monteverde's. Lorenzo is one of the strongest competitors of Xander. Because he is not only the son of the eldest but he is the most favoured one among the grandchildren of Perol. The Head of the Monteverde household, Perol Monteverde. Really doted on Lorenzo because Lorenzo has a similar features of his late wife Anastasia. Everytime he smiles, He see the face of his wife smiling at him.

“What is this?” “Do you watch the series called harry potter?” He asked, and when still don’t get it, he explained, “You know, some fantasy that humans made about us supernaturals.” He then pointed at his little gift, “That character is named Remus Lupin, the werewolf there.” I nodded my head, looking at the little human that transforms into a wolf keychain type. “And? What should I do with this?” I asked again. “I hope you’ll keep it.” He trailed off, his tone narrowing but then he cleared his throat, “Are you happy today? Did I somehow convince you that I’m serious?”

Lorenzo stood there, liquid dripping from his chin, his dark eyes closed for a second. "You Dirty Alpha!" I shouted, not caring who was watching. "You think I don't recognize you? I didn't see your face clearly that night, but your Ugly Scent is the same!" I pointed a finger at his chest. "I knew you are the one... the Stinky Doctor!" Lorenzo opened his eyes. They were pitch black. He wiped the alcohol from his face slowly, looking like a demon waking up. "What?" Lorenzo asked, his voice dangerously low. "Stinky?"

I asked, placing my dagger in my boots. "You are right. I am not from around here; I just came to visit. But I might stick around a little longer." He smiled again, deeply, revealing a nice dimple on the side of his cheek. I nodded at every word he said. But he still wouldn't tell me who he was. As if reading my thoughts, his lips broke again into a smile. "I am Lorenzo, and a witch, as you know already." He chuckled. "But you haven't told me who you are? I also haven't seen you around here before."