Voldemort Bellatrix Novels & Stories

I locked the door, and pushed her to the ground. "Ouch!" She said, brushing her shoulder. "You b*tch! Do you think you can handle everything now that you decided to go against me?! Just you wait, I'll make sure that you, and him, gets drowned in despair!" I yelled, outraged. My face turned red as a result of my wrath. All of the sudden, Charlotte went silent. She stood up on her own, and brushed the dust attached on her garments. "What?! Have you gone mute—""So you're saying that you can defeat me, and Damien?" She looked up to me, looking at my eyes.

"The Luna of the Werewolves appeared before the Lord of Vampires…" Could it be the same Luna that the Lord of Vampires challenged earlier? The Lord of Vampires was startled by how she managed to appear before him. He has already concluded long ago that she has lost all her powers but yet she still managed to break through the spells protecting the Vampires coven. He had long waited for her to show up all this while but she didn't but here she is… She looked extremely beautiful in the long silky dress that she was putting on. She looked just like a human but the only distinguishable character was her eyeballs; halved yellow and black that shimmered like the sun and moon.

"Unless any of you would like to question my decision?" Silence. The white-blonde woman stepped forward. She possessed a chilling beauty, akin to a blizzard—cold, deadly, impossible to ignore. Her icy eyes met mine, holding them captive. "I am Anastasia Volkov," she announced, her voice as sharp as frost. "Leader of the Siberian pack. And I have no desire to witness a half-blood embarrass herself in the ring." "I didn't ask for your interest," I retorted. Anastasia offered a smile that didn't reach her eyes. "You have spirit. I appreciate that. Perhaps when Niklas breaks you, I will collect the pieces and forge something useful."

It would have been funny if the scene wasn’t so Stoker-esque. Her wheezy, cackling voice rose higher and higher as she neared the end of her incantation. A row of teeth, blackened and broken into stubs, like old tombstones, lay below her fire-worshipper black eyebrows. They hinted at her cruelty as they arced up and over her dead-fish eyes like sickles. Those eyes suddenly shimmered with the spite of a thousand years as she turned fully towards me and pinned me with her gaze. She traced a leathery tongue around her thin, bloodless lips while she looked me up and down from crown to ankle. Her spindly, arthritic legs moved rapidly, like an old spider, covering the distance between us in a flas

I turned around to see a female roughly 5'5 with black hair, a male around 7ft with dirty blonde hair, and Jayce as well. "What a wonderful performance to turn up to. You definitely don't take disrespect lightly, do you, Sutton Nightshade?" The female says "Who are you? What do you want? And what the fuck are you up to, Jayce, you useless idiot?" I snapped. "Sorry how rude of me, I am Bellatrix Nevermore. Next to me is Ragnar Stonemountain. You all have a choice to make. Join Ragnar and help him to avenge his clan for what your ancestor did or we kill you all. Join us and destroy the one is called Serenity. What will your choice be?" Bellatrix says.

"You won't... You do not kill werewolves without a research on them." "You know that much huh?" He shrugs and then his eyes travels down to my neck which I am still rubbing. "He marked you." He states with wide eyes "What?" "We do not have much time Bellatrix." I faintly see him folding his palms to an axe-like stance before I am knocked off to unconsciousness.. With his palm. ***

“She never left.” The passage opened into a vast chamber. At its center stood an obsidian throne, coiled by a statue of a serpent biting its tail. Bones littered the floor, human, animal, unidentifiable. Incense burned from iron bowls, filling the air with a sweet rot that turned the stomach. On the throne sat Valentina. Her silver hair cascaded down her shoulders; her eyes shimmered with molten gold. Around her, the Crimson Pact knelt in silent devotion. When she spoke, her voice rolled like silk over razors.

More wolves tried to leap at me but I used magic to blast them all out. Cedric had slain over twelve wolves and he was still combatting more. Hilda looked happier jumping high in the sky and landing on unsuspecting wolves back while stabbing them. Suzy equally blasted the lot of them with magic as well as bit them and spread vampire venom in their veins. It looked like we had the upper hand but something else bothered me immensely. The warlock we had bonded by dark object had broken free with the help of the wolves and he was massaging his wrists and stretching his neck.

“ You are one dumb ass. “ Flora sneerd. .. “ Aunty Alicent. “ Sebastian called immediately she appeared in the room. “ Mum." Cole said and hugged her tightly. “What am I doing?" She asked. “ We want to track Bellamy using our blood. " “ How many hours have been missing?" “ Five I think. " “ The moon's almost up. We need to hurry. Whosoever kidnapped her might know of her powers. We can't take any chances. " She said. " I need a water mirror. “ She said and Archer brought a huge bowl filled with water. He made some incantations and the water shined like there was a mirror in it. Archer cut his hand and dropped his blood in the water and Sebastian did same. Alicent closed her eyes and hummed a

She straightens and looks down Bella's body, before she starts touching her again, all soft caresses, staying away from anything important. There's not really that much of Bella's torso left that's not either covered by her corset or with rope so Charlotte walks around her to stroke her thighs, making Bella strain a little towards her in hopes that Charlotte will touch her in more intimate places than her knees. Beth and Peter return, making Bella look away from Charlotte and regard the other two upside-down as she hangs her head. Peter is armed with a heavy flogger and a paddle while Beth seems to have