Lorenzo Zurzolo Harry Potter Novels & Stories

“I love him. You just have to suck it up and deal with it or you don’t get anymore Tuna melts.” Lorenzo growled as he looked back at the road. I smirked, knowing I’d won. “What…the hell is going on?” I looked back at Marek who looked utterly lost. Keenan started off giggling but then turned into a full blown cackle. “They have been like this the whole fucking time. I can’t even. I nearly gave away our position.” “Ria?” Marek sounded so meek and I patted my brother’s shoulder. “This is my brother, Lorenzo Bernardi, also know as Wizard.”

Lorenzo mumbled in a crack-pained voice. "H-How about you...?" Lorebzo winced, coughing out blood. "Any last pledge? Anything you want to know?" For a brief period, Haru was unable to speak. His mouth opened, but nothing came out. He sighed deeply as he attempted to utter the word that had baffled him for almost a year. "Is Mask's real name really 'Azazel'?" Haru asked, holding back his tears, fighting to be tough at least for once.

I ask and from the way, my parents' faces light up they believe that I don't know what they're talking about. "Honey, are you sure you didn't know Rene is a vampire?" "I. . . I don't know what you're talking about, what do you mean vampire? Vampires don't exist." I look at all of them. "right?" "They do." Mr. Lorenzo says, his husky voice startling me. I don't think I've ever heard him speak, he's always quiet. He's tall, with dark hair, and a dark bushy beard. He's muscular, very muscular I used to be scared of him when I was a kid, but now I'm not. I know he's older than me but I can take him any day. "And your friend is one."

This was our only chance to stop Hazan. “Fine if you really want to help,” I exhaled, “call someone to get the book from my room. There was a spell inside of it. I don’t know what it does but if what I feel is right, it can help Lorenzo and give us the answers we need.” Dante scowled and I rolled my eyes. “What?” I wasn’t in the mood for this. We had a murderous spirit possessing Lorenzo’s body glaring at us. “Nothing. I will make the call right away. Give me a second…”

His shadow stretched over me, completely blotting out the moonlight. He leaned down, grabbing the iron frame of the headboard with both hands, trapping me beneath his massive frame once again. The sharp, clean scent of his sandalwood cologne mixed horribly with the raw metallic tang of Dr. Evans’s blood. "A safety deposit key," Lorenzo murmured, his face inches from mine. The white bandage across his broken nose made him look rugged, dangerous, and utterly unhinged. "In your apartment." "Yes," I breathed, trying to keep my hands perfectly still behind my back.

as he smiled devilishly. "Loki! Loki! , you can do it, my friend!! " Polly shouted as seen her height is short and pinkish hair. "Go, my darling Loki" said the blonde-haired with a figured looks like same as a prince model. Loki glared madly at Louise ‘What are you even doing here' Hiro thought that was a purple-haired girl's boyfriend and that’s the reason why she felt confident to accepted my challenge.

she demanded, taking steps backward. "Sorry for the insolence, I can be a bit uncouth sometimes. My name is Lorenzo, a close friend of Paolo" he removed his hat, revealing his black wavy hair that looked like it just got immersed in water. His direct eye contact and warm smile seemed to lessen the tension on her face. Her eyes rolled to the suitcases they were holding in distrust. Lorenzo seemed to notice what her expression meant. "I brought a gift for Paolo..." He moved towards a table he had set his eyes on, placed the brief case and opened it. "... See, papers, legal papers,"

“Okay, this is getting ridiculous. Wanna know what happened? The email. That’s what.” Lucas looked genuinely confused. “Email? What email?” Zehra faltered. “The email you sent,” “What the fu–” “Don’t swear!” she exclaimed, covering her ears. The teacher stopped fangirling about Harry Potter and turned to them. Lucas straightened. “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.”

No matter how she struggled, she couldn't free herself. Two burly men stepped forward, grabbed her, and carried her into the penthouse. Lorenzo walked to a chair and sat down; a white substance lay on the table. He lowered his head and sniffed. Raising it again, his facial expression was filled with delight and enjoyment. He shut his eyes, feeling as though he were on cloud nine at that moment. After repeating this several times, he reclined in the chair and shut his eyes, remaining motionless for a few minutes before finally getting back on his feet and walking into the house.

he asked him. He pointed at me, “Her, or the secret you are keeping,” he said. I furrowed my eyebrows, what secret was he talking about? Luca's eyes were reduced to a split. “What are you talking about?” He asked. Lorenzo stood up from the couch. He strolled towards us with a plastered smile, his blonde hair scattered, and his neck still had marks of Luca’s bite in it. I am not even sure he has taken his bath because he still had his blood-stained clothes on.