Slytherin Pride Novels & Stories

Sue slapped herself across the face to ensure her theatrics and shouted, "Daisy, I didn't understand many things before. Please don't act like this to me. The life of our brothers and sisters should be good. Please don't act like this!" Seeing this, Daisy was speechless. Sue Windsor, who had always been arrogant, knelt in front of him, even slapping herself in the face showing regret. This seems to be enough to vent his hatred!" In all these years, Sue Windsor had never kept her head down like she did now. Finally, he could feel the feeling of being so happy to be able to trample others.

Lyla POV: Prince Cameron and Prince Samuel were a force to be reckoned with, sweeping through the ranks of students like a storm, leaving behind a trail of overwhelmed and breathless bodies. Some of the guys held their own quite well, showing off impressive defensive and offensive skills, but none could match the unrelenting power and skill of our future kings. Yet, amid the chaos, I found an oddly satisfying joy in seeing Rod, the resident jerk, get taken down. His face crumpled in pain was a sight that ignited a rare, almost malicious, smile on my face.

"Because I don't remember you ever once saying it. Not after championships. Not after anything." "Pride isn't something you hand out for participation, Jace." Ethan's voice had gone cold now, cutting. "Pride is earned through results. Through discipline. Not through soft distractions like some scholarship girl who can't even handle a little public scrutiny without falling apart." "Don't talk about her like that." Fury crashed through me now, sharp and immediate. "You don't get to insult her after everything you've already done to hurt her."

She looked up at me with her beautiful grey eyes and violet freckles. The woman the world tried to break. My– “Our son,” she said softly but loud enough for everyone to hear, “is not a bargaining chip.” Fael bowed his head. “I know I don’t deserve forgiveness,” he said. “But I am begging you, both of you don’t let pride kill him.” Pride. “Did you just say Pride?” Seraphine angrily replied. I thought of blood on rain-soaked ground. Of claws at her throat. Of a bond shattered like glass.

Mateo said tenderly, “She's fighting against the world. She thinks people would want to intimidate her because of her, you know, small build, so she throws the first dart to tip that balance in her favour.” His explanation made sense. One could see Slyder was really trying to intimidate everyone so no one would even think, talk more of dare try to intimidate her. Her posture, her tone, right down to the clothes she wore were all intentional. It was working, but it still made her a terrible person. I shrugged. “I think I understand. Still don't wanna be friends with her though.” I mumbled stubbornly. “That's gonna be tough. Sly and I go way back. She entered school a year later because she fe

"Bring him home sometime. You speak so highly of him. I would like to meet him." * * * "Indifference and neglect often do much more damage than outright dislike." — Albus Dumbledore, Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix * H U N T E R J O N E S | The Lovestruck Bad Boy It had been a really good day. I had gotten to spend time with Mey, helping her with homework and telling her my life story. I let out a dreamy sigh, which made me look like Ron after he accidentally drank the love potion. Except that I didn't need a love potion to be crazy about Mey.

Again the parts of a song… I’m leaving on a jet plane I don’t know when I will be back again Oh babe I hate you go... Mrs. Hillary, who is included in the ranks of killer teachers, is not only fierce but also famous and sadistic. If Mrs. Anna math teacher is Voldemort. So Mrs. Hillary is Professor Snape in the famous School of Witchcraft and wizardry book series, because of the sadism. When a student is do something wrong, it's over. It happened one day that almost all the kid of 11-7 were expelled from class for not doing homework. The remaining 11-7 residents are only a few people like Alfred and several children who are classified as diligent in doing homework. Smart children are not nece

I was sick and tired of others telling me what I could and could not do. I used to be so quiet. I always knew my place. Like a trapped little mouse, I always tried to hide and shy away from others, always tried to please them. I was so sick of it. I didn’t want to be quiet and in my place anymore. “Thomas Shelby is an Alpha of the north. He’s not part of Prince Troy’s kingdom," Raf finally said. "You are a princess of the east, you can’t just walk in there and demand to take your brothers."

my heart fell to the ground as the professor announced that she was future Crown Princess Charity, who was a vision of elegance, with her flowing midnight black hair cascading down her back and her cerulean eyes exuding both grace and charisma. I felt my heart race as I locked eyes with Alucard. A subtle but unmistakable smile tugged at the corner of his lips when he noticed me amidst the crowd before quickly looking away. I quickly caught my heart when it almost dropped to the ground, not knowing what to do. As the royal couple approached, the room fell into a respectful silence. Alucard was a highly esteemed figure, and his presence demanded reverence. Charity, on the other hand, had a rep

He was immediately joined by his brother who stood on the other side of Melody. Those two never cease to amaze me at how much they are willing to give just to protect their loved ones. I fall in love with Melody over and over every time I see how she raised our pups. They are always willing to lay down their lives for her. “Father, you can't possibly have Melody subjected to such cruelty,” Malfoy spoke in his sister’s defence. “You made that mistake once before and now we all see that it wasn’t her fault.” Malfoy glared at me as he spoke. It's obvious that he hates me.