Romans & histoires Possessive Tom Riddle X Harry Potter Fanfiction

"But a person who dares craft three, can craft more." Dumbledore nodded his head, thoughtful. "It makes sense. Before his time in Hogwarts, Tom Riddle had the penchant to keep trophies. If he would craft the 'things', he would use items of personal importance for him, and he considered Hogwarts his true home." Dumbledore said and looked at Erik. He was looking back at him with a serious face.

The same smile that once made my heart race, ached. That should be me, not her. Anger and jealousy slowly built inside me. I have never felt this possessive over anything in my life. My wolf growled, furious, desperate to come out and tear Jenny away from him, but we both knew she couldn’t. Even if she could, we’d be dead before we made a move. For years, I’d dreamed of this moment, the day my mate arrives and takes me out of this place, unconditional love, care, protection, but now, everything is slowly falling out of hands.

His words dripped like a dry, poisoned whisper. “Or because it is yours?” Nicholas’s expression darkened, but Harvey easily caught it. Possession. His father, this firm disciplinary man, was possessive of something that wasn’t even his to begin with. Possessiveness and a hint of jealousy. The way his jaw ticked and the way his hands clenched by his sides. “But don’t worry. It is alright.” Harvey concluded. He leaned back, rubbing the back of his neck. Smoothing the rumples of his shirt, he walked towards the door. Rory, praying it was all over, frowned deeply when he saw him pause just by the door.

It can’t be mine. It's a simple, logical conclusion. A+B=C. It's not mine. So why is my wolf trying to claw its way out of my chest? It's screaming. A high-pitched, agonized, furious sound in my head. It's howling one word, over and over. Mine. Mine. MINE. I watch her. I can't stop watching her. Rohan is at her side. He leans in, his hand on her back. Low on her back. Too low. It's a gesture that is proprietary. Possessive.

“The key to unlocking the chain is with Tommy and he hangs it around his waist all day. You can't get it.” I recalled the bunch of keys that Tommy always had dangling in his waist. But there were so many of them. “Describe the key to me.” “It's one and only key. It has the outline of a dragon. There is only one of them. If you take it away, he will notice before you can do anything,” Oliver spoke. The only way to achieve this was to be in the same proximity with Tommy. Reason I married him. But taking off the key would make him notice and that brought the mold putty.

Arka whispered directly against his skin, his voice cracking with a terrifyingly dark possessiveness. Arka pulled back just an inch, his thumb gently stroking Bima’s flushed cheek. He watched Bima’s lips twitch slightly, as if the boy were still trying to whisper his name in the dark. Arka felt a dangerous wave of obsession swell in his chest. He wanted to lock Bima away right here, permanently under his watch, where no illness, no pain, and absolutely no one else could ever perceive or touch him. --- Click. The bedroom door creaked open a fraction of an inch. Radit poked his head into the room with a deeply worried, somewhat dim-witted expression. He was carefully carrying a steaming plasti

His pride for me coursed through my body, causing phoenix to stand tall in my mind. "That could work, but where are we going to find a witch strong enough to do a spell like that, let alone a witch who hasn't gone insane playing with such dark magic, in this realm," Tom said, looking up at Erik. Erik's smile turned into a smirk as he stood up from the chair.

Love's Hollow, New York is where magic happens. Under the influence of the evil witch, This small town seems like a good place to find a solution. Werewolves and various magical creatures live here. I didn't know such a beauty existed. Until two werewolves caught my eye at a local bar.These Alphas are muscular and dominant. But they are also territorial and possessive. And everyone wants to be their soulmate.

Aira said. "Stop it, babe, don't mind them. They are the good ones," said Tom as he calmed down his pregnant girlfriend. "What a waste! It looks like they're all taken, come on girls, let's find someone else," a woman said and immediately left. “Possessive, honey?” Gio asked me with a smile. I gave him a hard time and hugged his arm more. "Why, you're all mine, I own you, all yours! Your heart, your soul and your everything!” I whispered to him.

This was going to be difficult. “Tom, There’s no need to say such harsh words to a lady, resume your gentleman spirit! It must be a careless loss. We never work like this in our pack and we definitely don’t insult women.” Harry growled, his Alpha aura swirling around asking his pack to submit to him. Tom looked like he wanted to argue, but kept quiet at his Alpha’s words.