Trinity Potter Novels & Stories

Only Vador and Aleister knew about her,she was a very powerful witch with healing powers and the ability to summon souls. "I need your help godmother," Vador replied. "What is it again Aiden," "I need a spell to make Ava invisible.The elders want her out of my life." "Oh,the girl you love.Don't even give me that look,Aleister told me everything the last time he came visiting." "I do not," Vador bit his lips eying Aleister. "Is that all?" "I need you to summon her brother's soul into this stuffed dog. "You care so much for this girl," Alizon laughed.

They need him, and he knows it. “Tinkie,” the priestess says to the girl, her childish simpering turning to a stern warning. “You should learn to mind your Alpha and know your place.” Tinkie. What a ridiculous fucking name. “Please call me Trinity. I’m not a little girl anymore,” Tinkie responds. She tries to sound confident but she falls short of the mark. She's not a daughter of The Towers. She has a little Greyheart blood, but she’s not one of the chosen ones.

I countered “Yes, I know. And there isn’t a day that goes by I haven’t wished I could see the rat bastard who took my choice away from me again. So, I can rip his throat out” Trinity said seething in rage yet every word she enunciated was thick with ambition ad dripping with pride and determination, like it was her destiny to kill the werewolf guy who turned her. “So where in your grand plan for multiply species being extinct do I fit in, why the fuck am I here Trinity” I asked getting more and more irritated with every passing second.

"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

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

And as she looked at her friend sitting across the table from her, frowning at nothing, in particular, she knew that Trinity was anything but a lying bitch. "Trinity are you....did you...." Too stunned to form a coherent reply Casey finally gave up on convincing her otherwise and sighed in defeat, "Are you sure you want to do this?" She finally asked. Trinity looked at her friend for a long moment. This was the moment where she could say she didn't want to do this. This was the moment when she could just back out and act as if last night hadn't happened at all. She knew she still hadn't signed the contract, but for Trinity, confessing it all to her pink-haired best friend would be making it