Morsmordre Harry Potter Novels & Stories

"Very well, Isolde. I will help you perform this spell, but we must be cautious. The consequences of wielding such dark magic are unpredictable." Isolde's smile widened, a feral glint in her eyes. "Agreed, Baros. We'll take every precaution. The coven will soon bow to our will, and there will be no one left to oppose us." With their dark pact sealed, Isolde and Baros delved into the forbidden pages of the ancient tome, embarking on a perilous journey that would grant them immense power but also set into motion a chain of events that could shatter the delicate balance of their world. As the incantations began to flow, the shadows in the room seemed to deepen, echoing the darkness that now gri

Selene helped me scramble to my feet, her arms still holding onto me. Harry grabbed the doorknob and pushed through it. “No! "Wait, he’s not himself!” I shouted, trying to stop him. “I know,” Harry said over his shoulder, “That’s why I have to go in.” “What did you do to him?” Violet screamed, advancing towards me, her eyes filled with accusation. Jones rushed over and held her. The second, the door creaked open. In place of what used to be Morgan was a wolf, as big as a horse.

Yesterday had gone well, but there’d been a moment where it was touch and go and my blood runs cold every time I think about what could have happened if I lost control and the mages got their powers back. “What’s wrong?” Soren finally asks with a small frown. I’ve been pacing like a caged tiger and he’s been very patiently trying to ignore me while attempting to read. Hilda found the book in the huge library Arlo’s pack has tucked away in an underground fortress and tasked him with checking whether it contains anything useful. Apparently we’re not the first werewolves to have a run-in with mages. The book is titled: Illusions and How to Dispel them. So far it hasn’t offered up anything of pr

They are made of mud and a mixture of dark power. Then the secret tunnel is ... It's inside Metanoia. "Now." Azure said as he took a kunai knife from his pocket and quickly threw at our opponents. Two were immediately hit in the back of the neck. Because based on our study, the energy of the Morosis comes from the back of their necks and once you hit them, they will die immediately. Just as Hygge did I also took the kunai knife and rushed at our oponent. We killed twenty morosis effortlessly. We gasped as we leaned against the large tree behind us. While watching the morosis as they gradually melted and disappeared.

The vampires then took that chance to eliminate each werewolf. "Vermont...You'll gonna pay for this." Morris said and attack Lord Vermont using his sharp canines. Morris's canines dug into Lord Vermont's left arm. But Lord Vermont didn't care about it. Instead, he made eye contact with Morris. Morris then began also to whimper. He was also inflicted with pain. xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx

The whispers started again and my focus reverted back to it. I had only been a few hours in and this book had taught me spells I never knew existed in my life. The baffling things were it felt like this book was made for me, an extension to my life. I had also found the ritual process and ingredients for the Alpha’s curse. It could have made me happy but there was a major problem. I was still engulfed in my thoughts when I suddenly saw Alpha Hansel standing before my table. I almost jumped out of fear from his predatory looks.

The two figures broke out in a heated argument in which Mogollon denied the accusation and the vampire leader persisted in his accusations. Finally, the vampire tried to bite Mogollon on the neck, but the huge figure was much too strong and too massive to be overcome easily. The Mogollon Man pinned the vampire on his back, straddled him with his legs, and thrust a wooden stake into his heart with both powerful hands. Becky and Millie saw the iconic vampire thrash in his death throes and disintegrate into a sack of ashes. Phillip Mogollon picked up the sack and carried it down the corridor. He was mumbling something malevolent.

All I have is a second to think before I hear the laughter. “Ladies, you want to play doctor, with a doctor?” A male voice approaches before a face. Not just any face, but Gordon’s face, covered in red kiss marks. His shoulders are covered in tan feminine arms. I’m suddenly happy that I didn’t put down my gun. The only people that can save Gordon from death are the whores on his arm and Jack behind the door. Jack radiates so much heat that I know he’s powerful. If he wanted to, nothing would stop Jack from interfering. Though for some reason he doesn’t even move. Jack has something big going on, and my wolf blood was the only thing that linked me to him. He’s a werewolf and a dangerous one a

"The second that you are not needed anymore, he is going to slaughter you all without a second thought." The robed man glared at me. "I don't have time for your lectures," he said angrily. "Last chance, turn the witch over to us, now." The other sorcerers lifted their hands as if ready to cast their magic on us. I didn't even give them the chance and sent out a single word through our link. 'Attack.'

It was quite laughable that the dark lord had a pet tiger who had a nanny. I stopped on the stone surface, rooted to the spot. The horror of last night returned. It was the place. The sound of the gunshot came back, reverberating at the back of my head, the image of Leo on the carcass flashed and the hard icy gaze on the dark lord.