Voldemort Novels & Stories

Now, he looked like a brother, a big brother who had lost his brother. He kneeled and unzipped the bag. I gasped in horror when I spotted his head and his dark brown hair. “Uh!!!” Luther covered his mouth and darted to the nearest bathroom. I immediately followed him and found him vomiting. “Fuck, no! It can’t be possible…!” He breathed and rested his head against the wall and closed his eyes. “He… can’t leave m….!” And the very first time I heard his cracked voice. He was broken!

My mother screamed—the correct reaction. “What the fuck?” Sara, my sister, gasped as she walked into the room and squatted next to our father. A large puddle of blood had formed by his face, seeping out from his mouth and nostrils. She pulled a dart out of his arm and smelled it. “Wolfsbane,” she said. “How ironic,” I responded. “What?” She looked at me, confusion on her face. “Well, it was his idea to use wolfsbane darts in battle. It’s pretty ironic that that’s how he dies in the end, eh?”

after we were turned to vampires we discovered each of us had something special in us . David is able to control and summons fogs , Jordan is the weirdest among us because he can actually blend in the dark and the only vampire than could fly . yes you heard me Jordan can fly and that's another mysterious thing about him and for me I won't say because am the fastest person and also the second strongest after Victor who happened to be a warlock-vampire .

Silver is one of the few weaknesses of werewolves. I looked around as i realise that this is probably the pack torture chamber. I covered my mouth as I watched this man literally laying on his own dirt. Before I knew it, he turned his head towards me in a slow and bizarre motion. His eyes are no longer looking alive. He raised his hand a bit as i watch his skin disintegrate under the silver chain and healed just to go through the same torture all over again. “You..” he whispered with a hoarse voice. “It’s because of you.”

I had unlocked a memory that I tried so hard to bury within the chambers of my mind. So I reached for the bottle of cheap vodka that I hid behind the swings as I contemplated whether or not to drink -if it would make me more of the monster my father turned into. "No, please don't drink" He said as he walked out, with the laptop in his hands. "Please, don't drink. I love you and our baby and there's no way to prove it except-" "Albert Smith. Duluth" He said as he typed something into the laptop. The tapping of the keys rang repeatedly in my head as I stared back at the bottle that I held in my hands.

He smirked and leaned back on the chair, “A bit small for the ruler of the largest pack in the realm, don't you think?” “I wouldn't do that if I were you.” Keyleth stepped to my side, her arms folded against each other. “Tell us about the rot and we might just let you live.” “What shall I call you?” The wolven asked again, the smirk on his face dropped. “Oliver. Just Oliver.” — “Koren?” The word rolled off Keyleth's tongue as the male looked with obvious annoyance. “Soren.” He snapped at her, turning a sharp gaze towards me. “Soren stris, the dark wolven rises, and the realm falls.”

came the despair-filled whisper of the little one as she stopped in front of Mavery, tears running down that emotion-filled face. “I wanted to give you my greatest treasure, pet. No one else could care for it like you,” Mavery said. “What is it?” the little one asked. He felt his eyebrows lift as Mavery turned looking his way. The little one did the same, and he was finally able to see her eyes. Lavender— a deep purple he had never seen on a human before, marking her as a half-breed like Mavery. “Dius. Will you care for him... will you be his familiar and save us all from despair, pet?” Mavery said.

They followed without question. I took out the map as I studied it closely, then at that moment, I knew something was up with the Map. Before I could place my finger on exactly what was bothering me, a familiar sneering voice cut through my concentration. "Too weak to run, slave? See you at Dust," Vex from Ironhold pack called out, charging past us at full speed with his partner barely keeping pace. His words stung more than I wanted to admit, but they also confirmed my suspicions.

They stopped at a big hall which had a deadly aura as the men pushed the teenagers inside the dark hall "Well,well,well and who do we have here?Hello Summer or should I call you Niece? . . . . . "Do you know my dad?" Summer asked staring at the strange man "Of course yes infact we were brothers" Lord Voldemort said as he finally came down from his throne revealing his handsome but evil face "Really,so you knew Mr Jerald?" Dorian asked as the man cold gaze fell on him

"No, you're not, I mean you are a good sorcerer and good at what you do. As a wolf that almost lost his powers, it's sort of difficult for me. I haven't been able to wolf out fully ever since the potion," I said in a low mass tone and Vladimir seemed to have noticed my shift in mood as he moved closer to me as I was seated on my bed.