Voldemort Gets Harry Pregnant Fanfiction Novels & Stories

Ava was stunned, she never expected this, she looked at him with pure shock in her eyes, while only hate and anger is visible in Harry's eyes, he didnt even wait for any response from as he attracted her neck, she was stunned but he was not leaving love mark there, but he bitting her neck, where he was not gentle but being like a vampire, who is getting blood out from her neck, while the blood started to fellow from her neck, he started to bite everywhere he can see, she started to cry in pain, she never expected that Harry will behave like this with him, when she was above to push him off, she was laid down on the table by Harry, the hate and anger didnt leave his eyes, while she started to

Harry unbuttoned his shirt and rolled up his sleeves. He stepped closer. “Trust me, Ivy. We don’t need the healer or the antidote. This way, we’ll even have our own pup… You’ll have to be my mate then, won’t you?” He reached out and lifted my chin. “Even in this life, you can never escape me. You’ll always be mine, Ivy.” As my consciousness faded, it hit me. Harry had come back from past, too.

Voldemort said as he playfully punched Damien on his stomach making him chuckle slightly "Yeah,yeah,yeah,you won again Voldemort" Damien said while getting up on his feet "We are late for dinner Damien, mother gonna skin us alive" Voldemort laughed as he packed their things in his bagpack "We better hurry" Damien said and supersped into the woods leaving Voldemort with the bagpack to carry "Cheater" Voldemort muttered and smiled before he also supersped into the woods . . . . . "You guys are late for dinner as always" A beautiful woman with a frown on her face said immediately she sighted the boys running towards her

A sheen of sweat broke out on his skin, and he felt the beginnings of an erection. Fuck. He had been drugged. "Won't you look at me, Antonio?" Lucy purred. Against his better judgement, he glanced at her again. This time, she had slid the tiny sleeve of her dress down, and one of her breasts had popped out, exposing dusky skin and a tiny dark nipple. He was getting seriously hard. Fuck, fuck, and double fuck! He forced himself to meet her eyes. "Harry isn't coming, is he?" Lucy smiled. "He isn't."

Otherwise, even with the silicone belly and the regular doses of potion, he might have discovered the 'pup' in my womb was nothing more than a phantom. Six months flew by. As my due date approached, Sarah was clearly getting desperate. That night, the villa door was thrown open. Lucas stormed in, soaked from the rain, his face pale with a sick, frantic energy. He was in a hurry. My spies had told me Sarah's water broke half an hour ago. The vampire pup was tearing her uterus apart, and the pain was killing her. Lucas needed my "pup" to switch with hers. Now. "Elena!" Lucas strode into the bedroom, holding a goblet.

He pushed me at an arm's length away from him but still didn't let go of my shoulders and said staring straight into my eyes. "I will never hurt anyone you love. Your sister was never abducted. Pure-blooded vampires have special abilities. I have telepathy and Damon has hypnotism, the ability to tamper with someone’s memories and brain.” My head felt like it was going to explode. What kind of plot twist was this now?

I told her all about Marcus and Atlas because she had caught sight of them when they came to Vane Creatives earlier. “What?” “I agreed to go with Atlas.” “What?” “I know.” “WHAT?” She increased her tempo, and I sighed. Then I spent the next twenty minutes explaining every single thing to her. I told her about the conversation with Atlas, that werewolves were real, and some ritual had left me pregnant with one of their babies. I also told her the danger surrounding the pregnancy and all the frightening details concerning abortion. By the time I finished, Zara looked like her brain had completely disconnected from reality.

Seeing me still crying, slow to catch up, he drew out the handkerchief and gently dried my eyes. "I hear someone's trying to take something my lady has her heart set on. Is that so?" He stood at my side, his look low and dangerous. Vicky shrank under his gaze and ducked behind Adrian. Adrian shook her hand off, impatient, his eyes full of accusation. "Since when are you Elena's husband?" This time, I didn't shrink back. I reached out and took the arm of this husband I barely knew. "A month ago, I agreed to the betrothal with House Sylvia. We hold the wedding tomorrow."

Belle York, my wife, was pregnant, but on our way back from getting the diagnosis, she said, “I have something to tell you. The baby is Harry’s. I also got a notice saying that my health won’t let me have another baby after this one.” When she saw my smile freeze, she took out a paternity test. Harry Grant, my brother-in-law, was indeed listed as the father. Her voice was eerily calm. “On the day you fell asleep at the back of the jeep with fever, we did it in the passenger seat, right where I’m sitting.” In an instant, I felt like I had fallen into the abyss. I opened my mouth, but it was like something was blocking my throat. As she spoke, Belle cast her eyes on her swollen belly,