Trinity Potter Novels & Stories

"But we can drive them back. Seal the cracks. Protect our reality." "How?" Damon asks. "With Reset power." Trinity looks at Luna. "You still have some left. Enough for one more act. One final miracle. You can reset the cracks. Seal them permanently. Make it so True Voids can never invade again." "What's the price?" Luna asks. "What do I lose this time?" "Everything." Trinity's three voices are gentle. "All your power. All your potential. All your divine gifts. You become fully human. Fully mortal. Fully powerless. Forever."

“I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to. She knew, Mac. All this time. I’m just… some bomb waiting to go off. The prophecy is real.” He pulled me tight against his chest. “You are not a bomb. You’re my Queen. We’ll figure this out together, fire hazard and all.” Trinity stretched like a lazy cat inside my head, purring with wicked delight. “Well, Firestarter… now that your power has been awakened, maybe you’re ready for some real answers.” I groaned into Mac’s shoulder. “Great. My wolf wants to talk. Should I buy more fire extinguishers first?” Trinity snorted. “Better buy a whole damn warehouse, Queen. Things are about to get hot. Your powers must have your tendency to oversleep. Let’s go for a run, s

She hid herself in his chest, but did not longer try to push him with her poker face. "That doesn't make me a witch. It doesn't make us monsters to be murdered." He made her look into his eyes and held her. "Of course not, preciosa. You are a wonder." She closed her eyes and he focused on those big curly lashes. "Did you know that Trinity was born because of one of you? Have you heard of Naya Hunter?"

"Stella, this is your moment to break the deadlocks. The deadlocks are evil magicians who need your assistance to awaken. You are a shooting star. You are the source of both light and dark magic. The Trinity wishes to consume the light magic in you and has Chase drain you to death so that we may consume the dark magic in you. We only want the evil parts in you so that your buddies, Oswin, Myra, and the rest of the deadlocks can live up to their full potential." "You're telling the truth!" I moan. As sweat ran down my cheeks, my jaw couldn't stop shaking. "Everyone knows that I am not. The Trinity assassinated my father, the Tetrad's fourth reigning god. Why?" He knelt down, his black eyes me

I started to shake my head no but then Lucinda spoke up. “She’s right, you know. You’ve every right to feel for your human father but if you let your rage overflow…” “The step-witch Lyssandra will feel it and then she’ll know you’ve awakened.” Silk finished the sentence. I grumble in my head and go to the fridge trying to think happy thoughts. I grab two extra large energy drinks, putting one in my purse, knowing I would need the energy. Low carb of course. Energy, yes. Calories, no, I decided to check the garage now. Quietly opening the door, pleasantly surprised by the silence. I go to Patronus and look inside. Yes, I named my beautiful silver Acura SUV Patronus. I’m a huge Potterhead. It’

“You see, little princess. Yes, it is still there, but what else is there, is me not going to fall for your game. Now I find it hard to believe you have gotten your act together in a little less than three hours. So, you know, my answer is no. You can take that pretty ass and turn it around.” …Trinity POV… There is an evil that consumes me; it is a rage that is burning through veins that I can not control. I am drowning in the fury, I have made my resolve, someone here shall die today. With only but a snap of my hand, I grip Colton around his throat in clear shock. And as my fingers are squeezing, I am shocked by the pleasure it brings me. So I squeeze and a squeeze, closing on inches, tight

This was different. Her voice was calm, patient, and sure. “My name is Trinity. I have been sent by the Moon Goddess.” I laughed. It was bitter, sharp, and wild. “Moon Goddess?” I scoffed, coughing up blood as I spoke. “If there was a god, I’d be dead by now. She would’ve granted me that mercy.” “She has been with you this entire time,” Trinity replied, her golden eyes unblinking. “She has wept at your suffering, and though you cannot see it, she has guided you to this moment.”

"I… I had headaches during that year. Every time I was around Professor Quirrell, I felt like a nail was burning and trying to bury itself into my head." Larry Potter made a little pause, and continued. "And it was always in the same region, in my scar." He finished saying. Professor McGonagall was looking at him like a doting grandmother that wanted to hug his grandson, but she was holding back. "Yes, your scar. One of my wives, Joan, the black haired lady with armor, due to the inclinations of her magic and blessings, is very sensitive to corrupted and dark forms of energy. And she told me that she had sensed a student with a piece of corrupted magic centered around his head that was tryin

Perry. “Is she in trouble?” Trisha thought and she brought out her (seventeen centimeters long) wand from a deep pouch in her cardigan. She had learnt a few spells from her mother. They couldn't do much harm to her opponent(s) but they could disarm them, giving her a chance to free Mrs. Perry. She opened the door a little wider and sneaked into the library. It was darker than it had been the last time Trisha was there. Precisely, there was but a bulb that shone dully.

If he didn't heal me that way, I would have no reason to doubt that it was Prince Kelvin. “Tyrion can't risk coming to the hospital after being molested by Prince Geralt. He will avoid me the most now to not lose his position in the Pack." I comforted myself and got rid of that thought in me. As I entered the class, I saw just a single soul seated in her seat and busy with her books. She seemed new or maybe because I had yet to concentrate and know my classmates. My footsteps drew her attention, and she averted her gaze towards me. “Hello!!!” she waved her hand at me, causing goosebumps to cover my skin. Didn't she know who I was? Or, was she trying to be cool because of what happened five d