Novel & Cerita Manacled Harry Potter Fanfiction

“Come on Stella! You have to reward me with something for trying to make your friend happy.” I started walking away but he held my wrist, pulled back and pinned me to the wall with his hands holding my wrists tightly on either side of me, beside the glass door. With his action, the kids who were playing beside us, shocked and their mouths dropped wide open. They kept looking at us with their widened eyes. “Harry! Leave me.” I shouted. “No. I won’t. As a girlfriend you have to give me something if I make you happy.” His breath was fanning on my lips.

Him: I'll do anything to be with her. Since the day I saw her those are my thoughts. Every fucking seconds she's on my mind. I tell you she's a witch. My witch (my mind voice) I grunt at my thoughts. I don't know what spell she has casted on me but I'm whipped and I love the effect she have on me.

Tears were rolling down my cheeks at this point. “Don't do this, please,” I said, my voice choking. Daniel just looked at me and smiled, his fingers stroking my face. “Why didn't you show such meekness before, dear? If you had been as obedient as you are now, it would not have gotten to this. But what can I do? Your cries are turning me on. Don't worry, I'll be gentle.” I heard a click sound and felt something cold on my wrist and realized my left wrist was cuffed to the bedpost. I began trashing myself hysterically against him, but he held me down.

"You'll regret this, Julia! One day, you'll come crawling back and beg me not to leave!" He spun around, storming toward the door. Passing Emilio, he paused and muttered, "Find out who she slept with. I want to know what kind of man makes her act this insane." Emilio lowered his gaze. "Alright." ... The next few days without Harry's constant harassment felt like heaven. I slept for three straight days to make up for the nights I had spent terrified while he was missing. But my peace was short-lived. On the fourth day, the shameless man showed up again, holding a bouquet of roses so enormous it nearly swallowed him whole, along with bags of luxury gifts.

Another hand was raised in a second. “Go on,” Prof Odessa nudged. “Spell books are heavy to carry around. Does that mean they have to take it everywhere to do magic?” “Well,” Prof Odessa cleared her throat, closing her teaching box with everything she had brought out earlier completely in. “Due to advanced magic, you could shrink a spell book and turn it into a metal necklace.” My memory went back to that night with Kamari. She had touched that small silver book necklace around her neck before she pushed the table towards me. Was she perhaps a siphon? The other girl who had blocked my view of Kai had that exact necklace too, the black-colored version.

"We are only as strong as we are united, as weak as we are divided." ― Albus Dumbledore, Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire M E Y W A N G | The Asian Potterhead "I am not your friend, Hunter. I do not think we could ever be friends considering the only reason I made acquaintances with you is so that I could use you." This was not what I had planned to say to him but since the words had come out, there was no point in taking them back. I hated to see the pain reflected in his dark eyes, how his smile faltered until it was gone without a trace.

There is no conversation because Harry prefers to cover Ana's mouth with his right hand while his left hand hugs Ana's shoulder so that he doesn't let go. "Huft" Ana let out a heavy breath. She did not know what happened today. She could only surrender. There were no words and curses that She uttered for Harry. Only the loyal cynical gaze she gave to the arrogant boy she hated so much. She started crying. The tears that She had been holding back from the start, slowly streamed down her cheeks. "Obey me! I will make you my slave. Not a servant in my family's house " "What is the difference?'

Harry says. "It is not good enough for me! I want you to convince him! If he does not marry me in three days, you will die. I will keep this spell on you until Xavier is my husband," I say. I let go of him, and I kicked away his knife. I kept my grip on him until we left the house to return to the club. I walk in front of Harry. It does not look too good. I know it is because of the pain of the spell. However, the next moment, I fell to the ground. I feel the burning of the knife in my back.

The moment I have with this man I was going to make sure he cums inside of me and I have his baby and then whatever Harry and I have will be in the past ,I know that he will live with my babies. *** I was almost at the Verge of pulling her panties off when someone burst into the room . What the fuck are yiu doing with my woman' "I heard him yell and when I turned it was no other than Harry. Right now I have never seen him this furious .

I hated myself for how easily I gave in. I hated that my body welcomed him, that my thoughts got blurry, that I stopped thinking about tomorrow and only focused on what was happening right now. I knew this had no future, and also definitely knew it would end badly, he would wake up and regret it. Still, I held on and wanted more. Harry barely spoke. When he did, it was commands, low and sharp. He told me where to put my hands, how to stay still, and when not to move. This wasn’t love. This was hunger and denial colliding.