Slytherin Pride Novels & Stories

he asks so loudly I hold our gaze, not wanting to look away first “S-sorry Section leader” Evelyn mutters in a tiny voice He breaks eye contact to look at her instead He turns his back, walking back to the front. “There shall be no preferential treatment. Nobody cares if you’re a Princess, or a King, all students are equal in the academy, and will be treated as such” he finishes. Looking straight at me

“What is it you seek to achieve, son?” Tristan did not speak immediately. He waited and let them whisper until they got the memo and kept quiet. Then he spoke, his voice was low, lethal, unwavering. “As you all already know…” He stepped forward, his hands clasped behind his back, gaze sweeping across the seated council. “My mate is the last Slythe.” A ripple of murmurs erupt again But his next words cut through the noise like a blade. “She is my mate, no matter what you all think. She is the Moon Goddess’s gift to me.”

"You are the pride of me and the Xylvaneth Pack. To hope for you, to touch you, or even to think of you in the wrong way is an unforgivable sin. That's why I will defend your dignity no matter what, even if it means risking my life." *

“You’re a coward! If you don’t love me anymore and want to break up with me, why not do it yourself? Why hide in your castle and leave me here all alone, waiting for you every single day like a fool. I went against my parents, my family, everyone, just to stay here and wait for you but you never intended to come and see me. What are you if not a coward! You’re a coward Prince!” In a flash of movement, Young Zedekiel surged towards Ron, seizing him by the neck and effortlessly hoisting his slender frame from the ground. "Repeat those words if you dare!" he snarled, his eyes flashing a vibrant hue of deep purple. Among Elves, pride ran deep, and being branded with such an insult struck at the

Sly had put their program together himself and by the looks of him you would definitely know that he knows what he’s talking about, his build was magnificent. Blake called Sly aside. Sly wiped the sweat from his brow and immediately made his way over to his Alpha. “Yes, Alpha? How may I be of assistance?” Blake always loved the respect that Sly showed him. Sly was never forward, calling him Blake when he should call him Alpha. Unlike Magnus who only called him Blake, as if he saw them on the same level. No, Sly was different and he couldn’t have been more confident in his selection than at that very moment. “I want you and your men front and center tonight, please,” said Blake, ensuring that

It seemed like they were novice Hunters. Slytheria noticed a scfet door. She broke the wall down, revealing steps that led downstairs. "Another prison? ", she joked. Eida scoffed at her, going down the steps. They were still working on how to work together. "What's being with a human like'", she asked Slytheria. "How am I supposed to know that? " "Because your kind like to breed with humans" "Tribe, not kind. Not like they'd be interested in you anyway".

Mavis noticed how Lily kept her distance from her. Her eyes held a tinge of pride and innocence as she kept her head up and spine straight as she looked at Mavis. If there was anything that Mavis hated more than anything it was the pride that Lily had as a shifter, she was bold and courageous while her mother often told her that as a dark witch, she had to hide herself. It turned the taste of her mouth sour when she thought about how this girl who was weaker than her had more pride than her.

None will depart their exquisite home to here and Julie also will currently be on duty so it's definitely princess Hermonie. The swung door heavily slam the innocent cracky wall. Such power princess Hermonie got there. It's pretty great she need reduce her impact. The walls are too way old and cracky. More if such impactful powerful slam may forever crack and bury this entire room to the ground. Our hide out will be gone and exposed and we'll be open and tasty prey to her very alpha brother alpha Ron. "How filthy hermione's most lov"ed location within the pack out turns".

I tell Glinda "You shouldn't feel too special Hermione, you should come down from your high horse. Their friendship towards you isn't because they actually like you, it is simply based on pity." Glinda says. Pity. A rejected mate. I stare at my reflection in the mirror of the ladies restroom "Could it be? Do the Prince and Princess feel pity for me, is that why they are being nice to me??" I ponder, trying so hard not to cry. "Ezli, can you please help... I do not know what to do or think?" I whisper to Ezli. Ezli's form; half wolf and half cat comes up in the mirror, making me shiver in fear.

Sloane could only gulp as his Adam’s apple moved to the vibration of his voice, but she reminded herself that he’s not the one she’s looking for, that he’s neither for her nor the man she desired to be with. “That’s Sloane,” said the headmaster, filling the gap to which the silence reigned. “She’s a Shadowest.” “What’s the gibberish, Luis?” “Gibberesh, my man? No it’s not—” “What about it, Z?” Mentally slapping herself, Sloane shook her head. She never thought that she was drooling in his presence earlier. He’s nothing special, after all. Taken away with his looks and ability to wield dimension, he’d be just a fool. He didn’t even listen to the headmaster’s explanation. How was he the most f