Mattheo Harry Potter Novels & Stories

"No not like that , I mean I never seen him before and he seemed to be close with the Duke . And he wasn't wearing any color of the knights of the Batternberg but definitely was a knight from this house ." "Hmm...how does he look ?" "Strong ." "No stupid I mean what did he look like ." "Oh he was as tall as the Duke with brown hair and black eyes pretty common I think . Oh and he had this black sword with him which was really an unusual one ." "Black sword !" "What do you know him ?" "I think it's Mat ." "Who ?" "He is Harren's personal aid . He was away at the borders . " "Why was the Duke's personal aid was at the border for this long ?"

I leap up from the bench and run towards where King Adarath is conversing with two guards. The guards behind me shout and I can hear them chasing after me. “King Adarath! I can help!” I yell, coming to a stop just in front of him. He looks over my face for a moment, then holds his hand up to stop the guards behind me. “How could you possibly help?” He growls. “Lyza is my mate, I can get close enough to sedate her so she will be able to shift,” I tell him. He raises an eyebrow, seemingly to consider it.

she exclaimed, her hands instinctively covering her mouth. Mateo, accustomed to receiving such reactions from girls, couldn't help but smile at Ava's excitement. He looked at Ariana, his eyes filled with affection, before turning his attention back to Ava. With a nod, he confirmed, "Yes, I am Mateo Luca-Hendrix." Ava's amazement persisted as she processed the reality of meeting the person she had heard so much about.

They remained glued to the spot. Kevin must have sensed my stare as he raised his head to look at me. His eyes lit up in recognition and his cherry red lips stretched in a small smile. My heart skipped a beat when he started walking towards me. I willed him to turn back but he kept proceeding as if in a trance. He stopped right in front of me and placed his hand on my shoulders. When I looked into his eyes the word ‘Mate’ popped in my head. My eyebrows furrowed in confusion. Wasn’t this all a part of pretense? The word ‘mate’ shouldn’t have popped in my head unless… unless he was really my mate.

He had come several times, so it was easy for him to find the entrance magic portal to the Redwood Pack. Aaron doesn't drive a car. When alone, he is better off using his powers, running fast, or teleporting. The gate opened, and the werewolves welcomed him. They had known Aaron, who was King Carlen's bodyguard and personal assistant. Aaron often accompanies Carlen when he comes here or comes alone to deliver a message or business file simply. "Aaron, who do you want to meet?" asked one of the burly warriors in charge of guarding the gate. "Hi, Teo. As usual, I'd like to meet Alpha Orlan and Beta Dafa," Aaron replied.

His hands were stuffed in his pockets, a smirk painted on his face. ‘You’re damn early,’ I thought. Matheó didn’t move. His eyes flicked over me, assessing. Then shifted to Anna, who’d just appeared behind me with Yvonne in tow. “Long time, cousin,” Matheó drawled, voice smooth like poison. “Heard you were playing hero to broken things again.” My gut clenched, “Leave. Now.” He took a slow step forward, “I’m not here to fight, Mattias.”

The best of us must sometimes eat our words. — Albus Dumbledore, Harry Potter and the Chamber of Secrets M E Y W A N G | The Asian Potterhead The talk with Hunter still bugged my mind. I tried my best to shove it back on the back of my mind. I had more important matters now such as Villain X and what he might do to us. There was no time to dwell on regrets. What had happened between Hunter and me was not a priority.

I had really hoped that the tea was drugged. This way, I would have gotten rid of her. “Well, if she makes you feel good there is nothing wrong with it, right?” Mattia says with a big smile, and my expression darkens. “What are you? My pastor?” Harvey ruffles his light brown hair, making him flinch with a groan. While the other men join in a collective ‘aaw’, he clicks his tongue and straightens his hair back down. “Stop it already!”

"You have qualities no one else possesses." "You should be more confident, instead of belittling yourself." His words warmed my heart, filling me with confidence. I lifted my head, meeting his gaze. "I like you too," I said softly, "For a long time." We smiled, our eyes locking. Then, we embraced tightly. His embrace was warm and solid, giving me a sense of safety and happiness. Michael POV I knew the wine had Blood of Wolfsbane. As the strongest werewolf, I could detect any poison, but I didn’t question it.