Ron Weasly Novels & Stories

“Nobody worth your time. I'll handle him, you don't have to worry about it.” “That didn’t feel like nobody.” My gaze stayed on him, firm. “He walked in here like he owned this place. Who is he?” Justin exhaled heavily, finally turning to meet my eyes. “His name is Ronan. An ambitious wolf with too much mouth and too little power. He’s been stirring the people for weeks now, ever since Williams fell sick. Don’t mind him, Luna. His bark is worse than his bite.” “Ronan,” I repeated under my breath, the name searing into my mind like hot iron.

she boasted. "Classy," I mumbled under my breath, knowing that Luca could hear. "I'll see you around, Ella, and SpongeBob or whatever your name is," she said before marching off in her high heels. "Rude," Luca grumbled. "It's Ernesto Ludwig Weasley-Squarepants." I choked on my final fry and had to use my remaining lemonade to wash it down. "But really? Weasley-Squarepants? What kind of messed up, perverted Ron and SpongeBob breeding process is involved in producing a child with that surname? And ringworms? Where the fuck did that one come from?" He questioned.

'' he stated out of excitement. '' Yes as you said I am twin this,'' she introduced. '' Wait that's not my name, why did you have to say that?''. Robin bursts out in laughter. '' Sorry sorry just the way you looked made me remember you so bad I had to call that name no matter what,'' he said between breaths. '' Why you,'' she pouts. '' Wait then this man is-?''. '' Yes master that's her dad Mr. Weasly, he's the one whom you will be meeting today,'' stated Chris with a little bow.

emitted Cynthia, " I love reading books and am a big potter head. I love the whole series," said Ada " Oh my god one more common thing again am a potter head too," said Cynthia. " Great am a huff puff and you ?" interrogated Ada " UMMM ...so meet your Ravenclaw friend Ada and who do you crush on," replied Cynthia " Of course Neville Longbottom and whom do you admire," said Ada. " No doubt Draco for life ... By the way good choice."

“What is this?” “Do you watch the series called harry potter?” He asked, and when still don’t get it, he explained, “You know, some fantasy that humans made about us supernaturals.” He then pointed at his little gift, “That character is named Remus Lupin, the werewolf there.” I nodded my head, looking at the little human that transforms into a wolf keychain type. “And? What should I do with this?” I asked again. “I hope you’ll keep it.” He trailed off, his tone narrowing but then he cleared his throat, “Are you happy today? Did I somehow convince you that I’m serious?”

I had managed to find a wolfsbane and a bow with an arrow that seemed to be soaked in wolfsbane at the sharp end of it. I placed the small bottle of wolfsbane into my pocket and the bow and the arrow at my side preparing for any werewolf's attack as I sat beside Alpha Deucalion eagerly waiting on him to be awakened. He looked so beautiful laying still on the floor. I felt as if I could stare at him all day but not at a time like this. He was the only one who can protect me from any attack and I desperately needed him to be awakened. I stood up and looked around for anything of use that can help me to awaken him. There was a table covered with a strange jar filled with strange liquid along wi

Stefan Malfoy. I had received a message on my dashboard saying there was an order, a home request. I had logged in to see who had sent the request and I couldn't hold back my joy. I couldn't believe how fast things were working out and currently Orpheus trusted me enough.

Not to forget her fangs. As for nova, Nova was a striking figure with her dark brown skin and jet black hair. She was tall and athletic, with a strong and powerful build. Her dark hair was tied back in a ponytail, revealing her sharp, angular features. Her eyes were a deep brown, and they sparkled with a hint of mischief. She was a werewolf, and her animalistic instincts were always present in the way she moved and spoke. She was confident, charismatic, and always ready for adventure. She was fiercely loyal to her pack and would stop at nothing to protect them.

He had a son whose name was Conor, and he was training in the children's army. Conor was a promising child who had already dominated his peers and even beyond at just 6 years of age. He was envisioned as a future knight of the kingdom to take over from his father as his father approached a declining serenity The king reclined on his throne waiting for Ronnet. After some minutes, the guard came in with Ronnet, who was heading very fast to get there. He was soon standing before him. "Your majesty", he bowed. Without his usual reply with a wave, he ordered, "I want an enactment everywhere in the city market square reading that a werewolf friend to the witches is an enemy of the kingdom".

Some thing was about to happen; she could sense it. Beside her, her loyal companion, a majestic black wolf named Luna, her grandmother, exhibited a restlessness of her own. The fur on her back stood on end, her keen eyes scanning the surroundings with an intensity matching Emily's own unease. Luna Malfoy had always been attuned to Emily's emotions, and now her wolf instincts seemed to amplify the growing strangeness in the air.