Marauders Harry Potter Series Novels & Stories

“Double-check formation lines! Healers with runners—no one moves until signal!” Mara strode past with a half-buckled cloak, her copper hair tied high, eyes gleaming with something close to exhilaration. She caught my wrist briefly. “You look ready,” she said. “You think I have a choice?” A sharp grin. “You always did better with a chase.” I snorted softly. “You sound far too eager for someone about to wade into war.” “Eager?” she shrugged. “No. But I like knowing the bastards who hurt her are about to pay.”

“Hurry, Rael!” The statues were closing in. Elior and Bram fought fiercely, but for every statue they shattered, another rose in its place. Myrra’s magic was flickering, her energy draining. Rael reached for the sword. The moment his fingers brushed the hilt, a voice echoed through his mind—cold, yet familiar. “You would break the chains? Or will you forge your own?” The visions struck like a tidal wave. He saw warriors before him, wielding the same cursed blade he now carried. He saw them fall, one by one, consumed by its hunger. He saw the chains binding their souls, trapping them within the cycle.

He tilted his head slightly, watching me like I was some kind of experiment unraveling before his eyes. Then, behind him, a door opened. One by one, they stepped out. Mara. Rhea. Deveruid. Harrow. And Jacob. My breath caught in my throat. My knees nearly buckled. If there was any atom of thought on escaping, it just went through the window. “You’ve got to be kidding me,” I muttered. “Well, well,” Mara purred, flipping her long black braid over her shoulder as she stepped beside Dorian. “Look what crawled back.”

I started to walk away, but she said, “By yourself?” I stopped and turned back to look at her. “No, not by myself, Mage Jaye. With my pack. And with anyone else we can find who is brave enough to take these bastards on knowing what they’ve done.” “Brave enough?” Mage Jaye came flying after me and grabbed me by the arm spinning me around. “They destroyed the school, Harlow! They burned it to the ground! They killed three staff members and four students! Don’t tell me I don’t understand what’s happening or I’m not brave enough, Harlow! I’m trying to keep other people from getting killed!”

Help me ! With that he let go of her, his face dropped on the ground, now covered with blood, she stood there, speechless, clueless, and scared half to death, this wasn't a prank, nor was he a star in one of her movies, it wasn't a video game, this was real, the blood was real, he was really unconscious, there were only two options left now, she would have to help him, or watch him die . Once again thanks for following, find out what happens next on chapter 5 of MARRED.👍

I couldn't live with that outcome either. His only response was to squeeze her against him tighter. When Guin returned she was followed by ten of their strongest guardians. Each of them carrying a pair of sunglasses and awaiting instruction. "Okay, you want to fill us in on what's going on?" Guin asked impatiently. "We need to prepare for an attack that we have never faced before. I believe that the witch Jax brought here is not actually just a witch. I believe she is a harpy." Saraid wasn't exactly sure what a harpy was. The name alone didn't sound very foreboding but she knew by the shocked and nervous looks on the faces of the men in front of her that she was wrong.

she screamed in agony. I let her go. “Good, now let’s go find her.” I led Sara to Hugo’s house. He wasn’t someone I knew well. We were a few years apart in age, and he wasn’t one of my warriors. During our drive over, I mindlinked the senior warriors on duty to see if any of them had spotted a rogue leaving the territory. One of them mindlinked me back a couple of minutes later to confirm that a rogue had sprinted out of the territory. “If the rogue comes back, grab her, and put her in a cell immediately,” I mindlinked all of the senior warriors. It was around two in the morning when we banged on the door of Hugo’s house. His brother, Rocco, answered it groggily, his eyes shooting open in sh

‘Yes,’ answered Maddie and looked at her defiantly, ‘I have been initiated as an apprentice witch. Raven raised his eyebrows questioningly. It sounded so harsh, the way she said it. There had to be a lot of pain in her to react like that, he thought. He could feel it in her energy too and it bothered him terribly. The compulsion to protect her at all times had intensified, and he was not sure why. But he just couldn't take it if a movie made her sad. And certainly not by the woman, who happened to be her mother. Yet it was not up to him to solve that. And certainly not magical, as he thought he should have done.

“You know as a guardian I wouldn’t have expected you to flaunt your powers like this.” The violet haired youth looked at her angrily. “I’m merely doing what I think is best.” She cocked her head to the side. And scoffed. “Best? I don’t think so. Maybe you haven’t had the idea of what kind of poachers you were about to encounter awhile ago if I haven’t intervened.” Aedre glared at the person standing in front of her and let out a sigh as she disintegrated the spell. The glow around her disappeared and the walls of water sank down into the earth.

“She broke me, too. Long before you ever came along.” Sarah stared. “The witch—” “Didn’t just steal my wolf,” Mara whispered. “She tried to unmake me from the inside out. Like she did to you.” Understanding dawned slowly — painfully. Mara was not just being kind to her. She was naming the battlefield they both shared. The wind outside shifted. Not breeze — presence. Sarah’s head lifted sharply. So did Mara’s. Something pressed against the edge of the ward line — not trying to enter — observing.