Severus Snape Novels & Stories

By casting this spell, Sir Zuka was in full control of his body and mind. “Expected from your Father… He is a Tademono after all.” Katastrofi praised, knowing among the twelve scholars who sealed him, two of them were Tademonos. They were exceptional. “I have my body in my possession now.” Sir Zuka declared, ready to face him but the time was short and all the kids were delighted to see their master, they wanted to talk to him. “Old man…” Persephone whispered, rushing to him, pulling his robe, releasing a trembling smile as all of them had tears in their eyes to find Sir Zuka with them.

She noticed the only character she shared how much she loved, she had a weird hate and love relationship with this one character and there were dolls of his. Severus Snape, there was something about his story which always made Lily love him for what he was yet hate him for the choices he made. She always hated him for not moving on and destroying himself for the woman who never for once looked back at him, she loved him for the devotion he had for the people he trusted and adored.

She was sitting with her back against the wall, knees pulled up, watching the room the same way I was. Taking inventory. Reading exits. She'd been doing that more since the bell. "She hasn't eaten," Ronan said quietly. "I know." "You going to do something about it?" "No." He took another bite of his apple. "Right." I looked away from her. Looked back. She was still staring at the wall opposite her like she was working through something she hadn't finished yet. The common room door opened. Severus walked in with four Ferox trainees behind him like a wall of bad decisions. He scanned the room slowly, the way he always did, not looking for a threat, looking for the highest-value target.

He refused to be swayed by what he perceived as a magical manipulation. Severus, however, found himself entangled in a web of conflicting realities. He couldn’t untangle it, couldn’t reconcile the man before him with the man he had known. Just a few weeks ago, before the cataclysmic war, Perseus had kissed his wife, Eleanor, with a tenderness that spoke of profound love, making Severus swear, with solemn gravity, to protect her.

One of the few photos we had together: Victor, stone-faced as always, but with his arm locked tight around my waist. My fingertip traced across his face on the screen. The phone rang. Louis. Victor's younger brother and the Serpent Clan's famously elegant second-in-command. Right now, though, his voice had lost every trace of composure. He sounded like he was falling apart. "You can't divorce him just because he got hurt." "He's the one who insisted," I reminded him quietly. "Ever since he lost his memory, he's been pushing for it. Honestly, I figured you'd be happy about this."

She shoved Rizz's shoulder, making her stumble backward. "Don't get so full of yourself just because Hery talked to you," Selena snapped. "He's only being polite because his father told him to help you. That's all. He still likes me." She looked Rizz up and down with a disgusted laugh. "Why would he ever like a dirty, ugly, skinny girl like you?" Selena sneered. "You're a mess. You smell like poverty." She crossed her arms proudly. "Just wait. When I marry Hery, you'll be crying and screaming with jealousy."

According to Seb’s calculations, nobody would be able to evade his attack, no matter how impressive they were. Nobody would be able to escape being heavily injured or dead after getting bitten by his dear pet. He didn’t think that his well-laid plan would have no effect at all. Cold shivers ran down his spine. “There’s a sorcerer of the South Sea named Kylen Moreno, right?” Harvey turned around before looking curiously at Seb. “That’s my senior. How do you know his name?” Seb froze in confusion. His senior was very well-known, but he had never recovered ever since he was defeated by the Head Coach on the battlefield.

"I know everything" If is you do why can't you see that I'm dying to be yours, Ava said mentally before slapping herself mentally too ,forgetting the fact that the lord could hear her thoughts. "When was the last time you had sex?" Ava asked regretting her question as soon as it came out of her mouth. "Today," The lord replied standing up to get Avan. Ava noticed the snake had red eyes like the colour of the gem protector on the swords she saw with the guards in the royal house.

My teacher ran towards me and tried to control my body as the seizure took hold. Aliyah held me down, but more vision was coming assaulting my senses. I looked up, and I saw people around me. Every one of them was consumed by fire. All my classmates and the school were burning up. The big dark shadows with dark wings were pulling down everyone to the fire. It was like a bonfire of people. Then, I saw him walking towards me. His blue eyes are full of anger. He is coming for me with the bloodied sword in his hand. I scream and run as far away from him.

Max’s POV I had one hell of a day. I was sore, but nothing that the sweet Minerva Jones cannot fix. She whipped me up something from her little portable drawer like bag of potions and dropped a few of it’s yellow content in my tea. She reminded me of professor Snape from my favorite sequel, Harry Potter. The only difference was, miss Minerva was a happy soul. Snape was grumpy.