Who Was Dumbledore's Lover Novels & Stories

There, she has a one-night stand with a guy who, surprise, happens to be the son of her dad's new fiancée. As Elissa navigates this unexpected romance, she grapples with family secrets and her own feelings. Will she be able to handle the complications that come with this forbidden love, or will everything fall apart? Join Elissa on a journey of love, surprises, and family drama as she discovers the twists life has in store.

There was nothing Duncan hated more than lies. “And to be honest, I was nearly killed but a kind werewolf in your pack saved and nurtured me making sure I turned healthy again. I would not forget that kindness.” “And right beside me here is Amelia. She usually helps me with the potions.” “Now that you know everything there is to know about us, please let us go.” Duncan placed a finger under his chin, thinking if it was better to keep these two hostage or to let them go. “Don't listen to these spiteful wizards,” appears Egor from the hallway.

“And now that you have come, surely, seeing my Queen and I together must have passed across something, lady Alicia.” “What I said back then stands, I have my Queen. And she’s the only woman that can have my heart in the lifetime!” Warmth swelled within me, and I heard Blue growl possessively through the mate bond. Ronan turned back, his eyes meeting mine as we both got lost in our world. It was always nice to be reminded of how much this man loved me. How much adoration he had for me. And just when I was starting to forget the giant in the room, a loud plop pulled us back to Alicia that had now fallen to her knees.

I blushed hoping I didn't just come off as an a*s. "I'm surprised you know enough of elven surnames to make that connection. You're correct, I'm a wood elf. I'm studying botany but specifically dendrology" I was relieved that I hadn't made an a*s of myself. Charles emerged from his room then with a duffle bag full of things. My heart sank as I saw the look they gave one another. There was something there, or there was at one point. I held nothing against her, she was sweet and already had me wrapped around her finger. In fact, I felt bad, was it because of me that they were no longer together? Did I cause her heartache? And if I did, how could she treat me so kindly?

Cassian cooking disastrously but earnestly. Adrian rocking Elena with practiced gentleness. The kids sprawled everywhere, half-asleep, half-dreaming. Nothing extraordinary. Everything precious. Lucian glanced up and caught my eye. “You okay?” I smiled, slow and real. “I think… this is it.” He understood immediately. Not an ending. A home. If someone asked me now what magic truly is, I wouldn’t talk about power or spells or legacy systems or wards. I’d talk about this. About love that stays even when it’s no longer tested.

“In two years of marriage, you’ve only touched me twice. And those times, you were drunk. I had to beg you—force you even—just to feel like your wife.” “That’s why you cheated,” he said coldly. “Because I wouldn’t touch you.” I flinched. “For your information,” he added harshly, “I never loved you. I have never loved you. And I never will.” My knees buckled slightly. “I have always loved Fiona. Long before you showed up and came between us.” My heart cracked. “That’s why I don’t find you attractive. That’s why I couldn’t touch you,” he continued, his voice like a knife. “Fiona said you had a small brain. And I believed her. Only someone foolish wouldn’t have seen the handwriting on the wall.

Her face twisted, and she whipped her head up to look at Joseph. Joseph was grinning from ear to ear. "That's right! I bet you never would have guessed that I hate both you and Ashton and want to see the two of you dead, Victoria!" Perhaps he was spurred on by Victoria's current appearance, which made her look like a walking corpse, but he began to come clean about his involvement in the entire affair. Joseph was Victoria's childhood friend and first love, but he didn't love her. Sculpting was the only thing that he loved.

he thought of his lover’s name once. His heart pounding wildly once more as he smells the strong sweet scent that is so familiar to him. She’s close by. In his mind, Ambrogio drew a smile. He was thinking about his lover. A lovely, beautiful lady with a lovely smile on her face. The mere thought of Selena made him more delighted and excited for the time when they would meet again. “After many years, I will see you again, my love.” His entire body ached for Selena’s warm touch as joy, desire, and lust engulfed him. He desperately wanted to feel her, which drove him insanely to want to touch, own, and feel her again after a hundred years.

Looking into Emma's red eyes, he tried to choose his words to avoid continuing to lash out at her. “Aurora is Harry's sweet first love. They loved each other until Harry had just finished his doctorate, she took a huge sum of money from Kate William and fled abroad. I also don't know the plot behind their love story, but Harry was extremely hurt. After the breakup, he went crazy for almost a year before returning to normal. It was Aurora who became the force that motivated Harry to stand up and take back the company." The space once again returned to a state of silence. A sharp pain appeared in Emma's heart.

Blaine said as she sat on the armrest of Camila’s chair. “I can’t go with you. I have work and bills to pay because, unlike you all, I don’t have a husband to save my ass.” “But you have—” I raised my hand to stop Camila from saying what she was about to say because I knew how his name still affected me. His name was like Voldemort’s—the Dark Lord. It had been three weeks since he left without even saying goodbye, and it didn’t only break my heart, he also beat my ego into a pulp. Didn’t I even mean something for him? Of course, I didn’t.