Mattheo Harry Potter Novels & Stories

However, I was still a hormonal werewolf so things were becoming slightly difficult to focus on. My eyes shifted to the man named Huxley. He had shaggy brown hair with gray locks mixed in between. His beard was long, untamed, and filthy. Huxley had rough features with wrinkles and freckles on his pale white skin. I didn't allow my eyes to travel further south but Huxley didn't bother giving me the same respect. This riled Quade up further, causing him to move in front of me so his large frame could hide my tiny one.

Then his thoughts wander to Hazel, if she can get Fiona, he can't wait to use the black magic on Fiona and make her believe that she is supposed to be his true mate. He laughed at his actions remembering what he had done a few years back, he had cast a spell on Fiona for her to think that he was mate to her, not knowing that she was not his mate, Leonid was never the mate to Fiona, his mate had always been Kira, he had perceived it that Kira is his mate but he had to pick Fiona making her believe that he is her mate, after his uncle Bob told him about the prophecy, that Fiona is to next Luna, the moon goddess had blessed her with the position of a Luna, which means whoever is her mate will b

He whispered his eyes locked on the screen making me shake my head with a soft chuckle "Nothing" I murmured taking some popcorn and he looked over with a raised brow but said nothing and focused back on the screen gasping when Harry, who I found out was his name, drowned. Damn this guy can sing and act, well it's no surprise since apparently he's in a secret relationship with his band mate, Louis, and they're acting straight. Bennett told me the whole thing one day when he came over to my house. He gave me the run down of the band and Larry Stylinson who are Louis Tomlinson and Harry Styles. He even showed me pictures and videos of them acting all lovey dovey not seeing the cameras and I act

he asked me. " He said that he rejected his mate a long time ago when he first took over the pack. He said that he and his father had gone to an oracle to get the power to win over your father and eventually kill him. The price for that was that Lukas would mate with a witch so that the watch could get a place in the pack but Lukas refused. After he refused, he was told that he would never find his mate. He was told that even if he found his mate he wouldn't be able to stay with her."I explained and although Damien listened to me carefully as I spoke and explained Lukas’s position to him, he still didn't seem to understand why I was feeling sorry for him because he considered to be a monster

, well she seemed to be injured as to the sight of her and was receiving a fluid treatment. "Well, hello there, Dani," He said as He looked up from His phone as I walked around the corner. "I would like to introduce you to someone. Dani, this is my Mate."

“Good morning” I turn my head to see who is coming. There’s Arthur with his grey hoodie, I can see he is wearing a white t-shirt inside. “Morning” I look at him suspiciously. “What’s bring you here?” I added. Arthur laughs and sits in the visitor chair, he probably knows that I will ask this as he always visits me at noon, yeah he doesn’t like to wake up in the morning. What a lazy ass! “Nope, I just missed you”

“I am not something you get to reclaim just because you finally decided it was safe.” “Maeve—” she tried. “My name is Maeve Caine.” The clearing trembled. “Luna of Caine.” Ronan’s presence burned at my back. “Mate to Alpha Ronan Caine.” My mother looked horrified. “And I will be damned before I let some pathetic excuse for a mother walk into my home and tell me otherwise.” Her face crumpled and I felt nothing soften inside me. “You left me with the man who murdered my father.”

Lily Pendleton Damian Blackwood looked exactly like the letter suggested—tall, pale, with silver-grey eyes that mirrored my own. He was handsome in a cold, sharp way. Like a blade wrapped in silk. He smiled. It didn't reach his eyes. "You look like your mother," he said. "Where is she?" "Dead. She died protecting you." My chest tightened. "Protecting me from what?" "From me." He said it so casually. Like it meant nothing.

How could no one have expected this? Matteo.

Henry stuttered, His mom's face scrunched up in disapproval. "Which friend? Did I ask you to bring a friend to your father's burial? Don't you have respect for a lady? Is this how you'll continue? Even at your dad's burial, you still have the guts to bring a slut? Who knows if this is why you haven't met your mate?" she lashed out, leaving me unsure whether to feel happy or sad at being called a slut while also being worried for his mate. "Mum! Not her, for goodness sake! She's my mate, not a slut!" Henry exclaimed, and I looked up at him in shock. Did he just claim me as his mate?