The Black Family Harry Potter นิยาย & เรื่องราว

She screamed out of excitement. “Yes, it is a parrot, do you like it?” He questioned. “Yes, of course I love it, but I don't actually love the colour it blacks. I hate black.” “Why?” “Black stands for bad things, it stands for witches and wizards and I may be termed one if this black bird stay with me. They will think that I'm a sorcerer.” “Alright, bring it, I will just give it to Arial anyway, she will surely cherish it.”

The Voice asked. "Get out of my head! Now." Azak grumbled. *** (Aurora) Aurora looked at her mom as if her mom had suddenly grew two heads and four more eyes. What the heck was she talking about? From long line of Witches and Wizards? So, what? She was like Harry Potter? She had always believed she was just a muggle, huh! "This is- it is not- it is stupid, mom."

"I have no intention of harming you," Harry clarifies, face soured by the thought. "I would never harm a pregnant Omega, much less you, carrying the last line of Black." "My child will never be part of your sick twisted shit," Ariadne hisses. "You can go f*ck yourself." Harry laughs, eyes sparkling as if Ariadne had just complimented his pinstripe suit. "God, you're perfect. Like a lily, a perfect Madonna Lily," Harry says, and it causes Ariadne to nearly vomit.

Harry grumbles. We all look at him. He doesn’t exactly have a southern accent. He sounds like he from Europe somewhere. He does have a darker complexion than the others. “What is your last name?” Raul asked. “My last name is Worthington, but my cousins are Byanca and Breayna.” Harry answers. The room goes silent. We don’t even need a last name to be said to know who those two are. The run the fucking Carolina’s, well them and the Molanaldi family. To be honest those two families are so fucking intertwined at this point they are one big fucking family.

Those who performed dark magic, all had access to the council. Kevin being an amateur, wanted to prove his worth. His family had a lineage of witches and wizards but his parents disliked anything that had to do with that life. They preferred to live as atheists and had no interest whatsoever in the spiritual world. However their son, had a great interest in the history of his family and the dark practises of which they were involved in while they were still alive. Kevin began to remove his clothes, starting with his blue t-shirt down to his denim trousers then finally his leather shoes. He knelt to the floor then reached under his bed. He mumbled a few words, a black door appeared in the cen

They were never hers biologically. “I met him. No, them.” I mumbled, wiping my tears with the back of my hand She scoffed. “Them?” I nodded. “Yes. The B-” She cut me off. “The Black Family.” My eyes widened. She knew. She freaking knew! “I saw this day coming. I never expected them to take this long. Those bunch of losers. They waited patiently till I'm old and unable to defend the family assets and revenue, huh?” “What does that mean?” I stuttered, my voice small.

Harmony POV. “Harmony, don’t forget we will be at the clubhouse when you finish work.” I stop walking out of the door and look at my momma, Rebel. “I know, momma, I will be there. Gotta run, love you.” I wave at her as I walk out of the door with my purse crossed over my chest as I walk to my car with my laptop and files. It has been fun growing up in the MC, especially with a family like mine. Harry and I are legacy children. We are both part of the biggest and most feared family in the country. I am twenty and Harry is twenty-five.

he said. My brows furrowed. “Do you suddenly care about me?” “If you have a scar on your face from Caelthorn–” I rolled my eyes. Of course, this was still about his pack. “Your reputation will be ruined. I understand.” *** “That was the best thing I ever watched!” Harry exclaimed. Harry was one of the cooks. He was actually from a Beta family that had been framed and exiled, and then ended up here with his parents in the Caelthorn pack.