alex sharp harry potter

Ai cũng sợ những người thần bí, vị cứu tinh Harry đã gặp một chút xui xẻo. Trong khi đó Ellen, Harris lại có cơ hội được học tại một hệ thống trường học bất khả chiến bại đó là một trường học trong thế giới phù thủy trên mây và rồi đã tạo ra những huyền thoại!

As one of the only two living souls to have ever survived the Killing Curse, Sean Grills sometimes feels like he's accidentally riding on Harry Potter's fame. But he has a secret of his own: the Magic-Eyes, a gift that allows him to perceive the very essence of magic. When an enemy casts a spell, Sean doesn't just see it—he understands it. And what he understands, he can master. "You say this is your magic?" he'd smirk. "It's mine now." It's a level of skill that would make the entire Uchiha clan nod in respect and force even Snape's most gifted apprentice to mutter, "Blimey, you're more powerful than I was in my youth." To the students of Hogwarts, he is the ideal senior: talented, handsome, and approachable. Yet, behind the castle's ancient walls lie mysteries far greater than schoolyard rivalries—the hidden history of their world and the true origin of wizardkind. Sean's incredible journey starts here.

My life was ordinary. At the age of 14, I was walking on a regular day, heading to school. As I walked down the street, I was thinking about watching the latest film in my favorite series—Harry Potter. In that one, Harry defeats the evil Voldemort. Suddenly, I heard a loud noise. It startled me, and before I could react, everything went black. I had died... and awakened in a new world I never imagined I’d live in. But keep watching, because I was destined to rise to greatness in this world of magic and become one of the strongest wizards it had ever known. English is not my first language, so if there are any unclear words, I sincerely apologize." Let me know if you'd like a more formal or casual version!

He’s her assistant. Loyal. Obedient. Untouchable. Victoria Sharp built her tech empire from scratch. She's rich, ruthless, and always in control. No scandals, no distractions, especially not from a certain devastatingly attractive executive assistant with bewitching eyes and a voice that could ruin her in seconds. James Mitchell has worked under Victoria for three years, hiding his desire behind professionalism and perfect ties. He knows the rules. He respects her boundaries. But when she starts breaking her own, James isn’t sure how long he can keep pretending he doesn’t want her. What begins as subtle tension, lingering stares, coffee with hidden meanings, after-hours “accidental” meetings, spirals into something hotter, darker, and far more dangerous. She’s used to power. He’s used to silence. But neither of them is ready for obsession. -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- "If you want these lips, then earn them." James's words hung in the air between them, transforming the atmosphere in Victoria's office from tense confrontation to something entirely unprecedented. Victoria sat frozen in her chair, her lips still parted in silent shock, her mind struggling to process what had just transpired. Earn them. The phrase echoed in her thoughts, foreign and disorienting. "If you want to keep tasting these lips, then you'll have to woo me." The additional statement landed like a second shockwave. Woo him? Victoria Sharp didn't woo anyone. ------------- "Victoria, what are you…" James words died in his throat as he felt the warm, wet heat of her tongue against his exposed chest. Victoria had found the gap in his shirt and was licking his skin with deliberate, erotic slowness that made his entire body go rigid with shock and arousal. The sensation was unlike anything James had ever experienced, raw and intimate and so unexpected that it short-circuited his ability to think coherently. Victoria's tongue was warm and soft against his skin, tracing patterns that sent bolts of electricity straight to his core. This was madness, she knew that. But she was past caring about sanity or propriety or any of the rules that had governed her life up until this moment. All she cared about was the man in her arms and the way he made her feel like she was coming alive for the first time in years. Her tongue found the small mole on under his right eye, and she felt James's entire body shudder at the contact. "I love that mole on you," she whispered against his skin, her voice husky with desire. James's eyes slammed shut at the intimate contact, his body betraying him as a soft groan escaped his lips. The sensation of Victoria's tongue on his face was so unexpected, so boldly sensual, that his pulse hammering against his throat. "I will do as you say, James," she said, her voice husky with desire and determination. "I will woo you." The words sent a jolt of satisfaction through James's system, but it was her next statement that made his breath catch. "However, you should know that I am very territorial." "You just sit down, look effortlessly handsome, and prepare to be wooed," she said, her voice carrying all the authority of a woman who was used to getting exactly what she wanted. "Remember, James," she said, her voice dropping to a whisper that somehow managed to carry more authority than any shout ever could. "You are mine." The declaration hung between them like a brand, marking him as surely as if she'd physically claimed him. Enemies-to-lovers tension CEO x Executive Assistant Office slow-burn with high heat Obsession, betrayal, and emotional redemption One woman who’s never been owned and the man she can’t control If you love dominant heroines breaking their own rules, devoted but strong men, and drama that keeps you breathless, then be ready to be will consumed.

one-shots of a few random Marvel and Harry Potter stories, like what could have gone differently in a certain situation ( not mine) planning to write my own soon i will mention if they are mine or not(over 500k words)

Disclaimer I did not create or own this novel I have helped smooth out some of the translation, but this story was created by 喵星人家的汪 A teenager named Evan Mason was reincarnated into the magical world of Harry Potter and goes to school at Hogwarts! With only his knowledge of the future and great talent for magic, he takes the path towards the top of the magic world, only to realize that every step he took, changed everything! Ps: I'm Translating this novel since i wanted to read the whole novel for it is. I do not do this for money or anything but only sharing it. Thank You.

Just read it. not mine

Villains roam the world without any retribution. Demonic sects wage war against the Orthodox and emerge victorious. Neutral tribes stand by and do not help the worthy – they only look to profit from others’ misfortune. Meanwhile, fresh dangers brew beneath the turbulent waves... Might is right in the world of cultivators, and evil often goes unchecked. Isaac Dahl is born in the barren and chaotic lands of Northern Tundra. He shows promise, yet his sect holds no hope for him. ‘He might be an intelligent child, but his talent is mediocre. Bah... what can he amount to?’ Without resources or help; without kindness nor assistance from others, there is only oneself. Human relationships? Love? Kinship? I only see benefits, as others are unreliable. I can only believe in myself. This is the truth that Isaac realises. This is the truth that his sect – which proclaims itself as a Blood Path Sect – fails to notice. They are naïve. His heart is cold and his gaze is determined, but Isaac’s path forwards will not be an easy one. It will be filled with obstacles, danger and disaster. Will Isaac clamber over the bodies of those who stand in his way? Or will they drag him down with them?

Một đứa trẻ đáng lẽ không từng tồn tại. Một pháp sư mang 2 dòng máu Đông Tây. Một nhà khoa học trong thế giới ma thuật. Một kẻ đầu óc thông minh, bình tĩnh, tham lam tri thức, tin rằng trí tuệ mang lại sức mạnh nhưng lại là một học sinh Gryffindor. * * * Một cách tự định nghĩa hoàn toàn mới về khái niệm của các nhà. Hướng dẫn sử dụng: đây không phải văn yy, không có harem, không ngựa giống và nói không với não tàn. Cũng không phải nơi của thuyết âm mưu sinh sôi nảy nở (đời sống đã đủ mệt rồi không cần mang vào tiểu thuyết cho đau đầu). Nơi đây có sự tin tưởng, có tình thân, tình hữu nghị cũng có lợi ích giao thoa. Nếu đã chán với mấy thể loại yy, văn chương 1 màu sắc thì các bạn có thể thử dừng chân nơi đây. Tôi viết câu chuyện này đơn giản để thỏa mãn giấc mơ của bản thân, trong truyện những phân tích cũng là dựa vào đánh giá chủ quan của bản thân. Nhân vật chính trong truyện là một con người có máu có thịt, có thất tình lục dục, không phải toàn trí toàn năng. Xin cảm ơn những người đã đọc truyện của tôi.

Sophie Wexler transmigrated into a novel about The Galaxy, becoming the vicious, F-rank Healer-class cannon fodder. The original owner constantly caused trouble and made things difficult for the female lead, earning her the hatred of the entire internet. Upon transmigrating and seeing that everything had been ruined by the original owner, Sophie's only thought was: "What kind of nightmare start is this?!" To escape the original owner's fate, Sophie Wexler worked diligently, conducted herself conscientiously, stayed away from the male and female leads, compensated the soldiers harmed by the original owner, and strove to be a model citizen of The Galaxy, absolutely refusing to be the cannon fodder 'offed' by the Imperial Marshal! Broke and powerless, Sophie also had to support a man who'd been innocently dragged into the original owner's mess. She had no choice but to hustle. She started live streaming, became a masked singer, and held concerts. At first, netizens were scornful: 【Tsk, how good can she possibly sound?】 Later, the netizens were forced to eat their words. 【Damn, that's so good I'm on my knees!】 【What the hell, the violent episode of my Disorder Period has actually been soothed?!】 【The toxins in my Spiritual Sea have actually been eliminated!】 Her live streams went viral, the masked singer became a huge sensation, and tickets for her concerts were snapped up across The Galaxy. Sophie was content, thinking, "This time, I must have finally escaped the original owner's fate, right?" But what do you know, the man I've been doting on and supporting is actually the Imperial Marshal?! --- One day, Yancey Forrest came home to find that the boisterous person who was always claiming to be good to him was gone. His eyes darkened. Provoke me and then think you can leave? After catching her, Yancey traced his fingertips along Sophie's neck, smiling gently. "Why run?" Sophie trembled. "You... you're the Imperial Marshal?" His identity exposed, Yancey Forrest took her hand and slowly placed it on his own neck ring. "You know I won't kill you, don't you?"