Super Powerful Harry Potter Fanfiction Novels & Stories

The more we struggled, the tighter her grasp became, and the harder it was to see a way out. Harry's eyes blazed with barely contained fury, his voice low but laced with seething anger. "What more could you possibly want? Aren't you strong enough already? Why are you so obsessed with opening the magic box?" His question was tinged with deep confusion, even a hint of despair. He couldn’t comprehend why this woman, who had already amassed such formidable power, was still fixated on unlocking the magic box, chasing after a force that was shrouded in uncertainty.

Harry says in surprise. "I can't help it," I continue in my drunken stream of confessions, my thoughts becoming more confused by the alcohol. "Every time I see you or smell your pheromones, I fall even more in love with you. I think you're the most perfect, handsome, and beautiful alpha in the entire country... in the whole continent. I love you, Harry Oakheart. I've always loved you." Finally, after confessing what I'd kept buried for so long, my chest rises and falls rapidly as I run out of breath after admitting that… I'm crazy about my best friend's father.

His rock-hard muscular body felt good, so much better than that stupid old Harlow. Harry’s long arms were wrapped around my petite body and it felt good. Convincing him to work with me had been hard but my efforts had paid off in the end. Very few men could resist my hot body when offered to them on a silver platter. One look at my naked body and Harry’s mind had stopped working, turned into mush within seconds. It annoyed me than Zane acted as if he didn’t want him, but that was going to change soon.

His words felt like nails scratching in my head, increasing my irritation and anger both, “You are dumber than me. Do you really think that you can get to Alessio by harming me?” Harry shook his head with a wide grin, “No. He is going to lose his mate to a tragedy. Then maybe he will go mad. Maybe he will go in depression. Whatever the case will be, we will enjoy it and have fun.” “Oh my god…” I groaned, cringing, “seriously? Do you think this is some kind of TV drama where you can take over the reign of a nation by killing a girl that hero is paired with?” Harry narrowed his eyes. “You don’t need to be concerned about that.”

“There, just sent you one. This one is an angsty Harry/Zayn fic. Also has some mpreg, if that’s your cup of tea.” I began to read this fanfiction, mostly to appease Niamh, and when I realized what, precisely, the term mpreg meant, I set my phone back down. I considered myself fortunate that I’d skipped the part where Zayn gives birth to his and Harry’s baby. “You asshole,” I called her in French. “I’m going to take that as a compliment. Ooh, I should send you the diagram of how mpreg happens. It’s a whole thing—”

"This can't be happening to me, I'm rejecting the man who hasn't left my heart." "Wow... Bravo! Bravo! Bravo!" We startle at the sound of a distant voice that gets louder and louder, "I'm sorry, but your screams aren't helping much," he applauds and Harry desperately pulls up his pants, "Buddy, if I didn't like women, I'd tell you I love you, so we can be manly husbands." "What the fuck are you doing!" Harry gets upset after seeing Harper's bionic eyes looking at my body and at Harry's at the same time.

Orion snorted, sending a spray of toothpaste into his beard. "Harriet, what kind of half-baked remark was that?" I shot her a dirty look. Harriet was losing her touch, if that's all she could come up with as an amusing comment. "You know, in Harry Potter, Harry could hear the snake moving around in the pipes." Harriet shook her head as she crossed her arms defensively. "I could hear you through the pipes. You guys were so loud I couldn't hear the echo of my own moans." I hopped to my feet and waddled over to the couch. I placed the back of my hand on Harriet's forehead. "No, you don't have a fever. Harriet, honey, I think that's the stupidest thing I have ever heard you say."

"I love trying new things. An innocent young woman like her is exactly my favorite. Of course, a mature stunner like Mabel is also very much to my liking. I'm sure having both of them in bed together would be an entirely different experience, it would be a mix of two extremes and I'd probably die from pleasure! "Haha, I can hardly wait anymore. For the sake of my happiness, you'd better hurry up!" Harry had already planned everything, after forcing Woody to cripple his own martial arts aura, he would take him along to the hotel. He wanted Woody to kneel at the door and watch as he had sex with Mabel and Penny. He wanted to satisfy his twisted psychological desires! Mabel lashed out, "Harry,

They wanted to replace me. "Can we go I have things to do." He said as he put his hand out. He couldn't teleport out otherwise he would've grabbed me. I knew what I had to do. He loved me with no spells so it would be fine. I grabbed his hand and accessed his magic. There was alot. How was he so powerful?

Look at Harry, he was once great and powerful and now I have reduced him to nothing but a weakling that cannot even walk on his own “I demand to know what you have done to her," he growls at Leah, who shrinks behind me. He just keeps assaulting my little Leah. And I wonder why Leah- as stupid as she is- still acts like she likes him. She is irritating me already. I wonder how she falls for men so easily. And she always falls for the wrong ones at that