Marauders Harry Potter Series Novels & Stories

Draco had not found the mastermind since he missed the right time to investigate the issue. Draco had a feeling it was one of his mafia lords, but he couldn't be sure since they were like a brotherhood and he was their leader. Even though he knew some of them wanted to rebel and he had put measures in place so that even if they decided to betray him, it would be like using a double-edged sword, both sides were deadly.

she whispered, choking with tears. “What is going on here, Ophelia asked me to come because there was trouble.” Mara’s mother said, her eyes filled with fear “These stones and amulets are used for black magic. Mara is an evil sorceress and her mission is to suck the blood of our young ones.” she shrieked, her voice filled with contempt. Mara could not believe the words that Mia was saying, they were not friends but she never took her as an enemy; rather she admired Mias’ skills in the act of wizardry and wanted to learn from her not until she noticed that Mia dabbled in black magic.

Sungul grinned proudly, “To know that you’ll soon have a familiar in your grasp.” I’ve seen other witches wandering around campus with theirs. Random floating objects or a slew of different animals saunter around with their witches. Some were as small as a pixie while others stretched high towards the ceiling, towering over the lot of us. There have been moments when I’ve thought what mine could possibly be. “Do you have one?”

Fallon POV Six months after my rescue, I finally made a full recovery. Umbra is dead, and most of her witches are. Libby and Crane have worked hard to restore peace to the supernatural community. They are doing great and are making great reapers. Their teenagers have become permanent members of our pack. Alpha Mayhem gave them jobs and educational resources while their parents did what was necessary to keep us safe.

I asked, my voice sounding distant, like I was listening to myself from the bottom of a well. I couldn't stop looking at my reflection in the pool of black rainwater at my feet. The white-gold fire in my eyes wasn't just a color; it was a living thing. I could feel it reaching out, tasting the panic of the thousands of Scrappers on the streets below. I could hear their heartbeats—a drumbeat of terror that I was now the conductor of. "To the Hive," Mara shouted, appearing from the rooftop hatch. She was hauling a heavy crate of pulse-grenades, her face grim. "It’s the only place shielded by the old lead-mains. If we don't get underground now, we’re all ash!"

Aaron wanted me. “Come on!” Mara bellowed from the edge of the ring, throwing a dagger that struck one of the corrupted wolves. Her voice cut through the static in my skull like a blade. Fight, she seemed to say. Don’t listen. I did not listen. I burned. Fire rose not in the frantic splashes of earlier battles but in slow, measured columns, the sort of control Mara had beaten into me until my hands remembered it like a muscle. The warding glyphs flared, trying to stitch themselves to my flame, to turn it and feed. They hissed and twisted. I felt the pull at my wrists—like a leash attempting to doodle its loops into my bones—but I tugged the other way.

The Blackwood wolves were beautiful and terrifying, a storm wrapped in flesh. And she was walking into it unarmed. Mara appeared from the throng, her dark hair braided with wolf teeth, her smile sharp. “Bringing your little lamb to the slaughter, Alpha?” Kade’s growl vibrated through Lena’s bones. “Careful, Mara.” But Mara only tilted her head, eyes gleaming. “Don’t worry. I’ll make sure to pick her bones clean when the shadows are done with her.” Before Lena could snap back, Kade’s hand tightened at her back, steering her away. His silence was louder than any threat.

she asked, as she was worried about Lara by now. “I have it in mind, Mrs. Rolex. In fact, I am continuously worried about her health. Don’t suspect me like that. She is my mate, and I will do everything I can to save her life. I am going to meet Saint Mont, who stays on Mont Hill on the eastern end of the island. He will help us in our fight against the witch. I heard that he has a power stone that will render the witches’ black magic ineffective. We have to be completely prepared to fight her out before we set out on our mission.” Alpha Gabriel explained that he was trying to calm her down. He knew that she was upset because he hadn’t taken any initiative towards her treatment so far. “At l

Marinetta and Harley fought with everything they had, determined to stop the witch and protect their pack. In the midst of the chaos, Marinetta noticed a large, ornate book lying open on a pedestal. It was filled with ancient spells and rituals, and she realized it was the source of Morgana's power. If they could destroy it, they might be able to stop her. "Harley, the book!" Marinetta shouted, pointing to the pedestal. Harley nodded and fought his way toward the book, but Morgana saw his intention and sent a blast of dark energy at him. Harley was thrown back, but Marinetta managed to catch him before he hit the ground.

Synopsis At age 10, Tara Shin watched as her Alpha father was brutally murdered by Lorez Blackclaw and what was left of the Shin clan fell under his ruthless rule. A decade later, Tara is treated just as terribly as back then, a slave to Lorez’s cronies and a whispered freak to the Blackclaw clan. With nowhere to go, she must undertake the blood moon’s ritual for wolves aging into 21. The goddess demands it as does Lorez Blackclaw. However when it all goes wrong, what will Tara do? Run away toward the feared monsters lurking in the dark wood or stay with the devil she knows?