Bellatrix And Hermione Fanfiction นิยาย & เรื่องราว

Bellatrix is my slave; my human mate and I wasn’t going to let her go. I’m aware of her position at Nexus Academy, gifted in the art of weaponry but now she was no longer that person. Collaring her solidified that there is no escaping, marked with my name and something else. Flashing the tiny remote in my hand, she reaches over to grab it but it’s futile with her height. “Give it.” She demands. Shivers of delight bleed into my veins at the venom in her eyes, the disdain. “This won’t stop me.” She emphasized, banging her bloody knuckles at the metal.

her room, and we agreed to meet up later once she took some rest. "It's Bella, right?" Gabriel asked me as we walked towards his room. I just nodded a yes. "Is it short for Isabella?" No, my name is Bellatrix," I answered. "Wow, that's a beautiful name. Your name is from the Latin word meaning Female Warrior." What is this guy, a braniac or walking encyclopedia? I had no clue about the meaning behind my name. I just knew that my grams had named me. "Thanks for the compliment, but honestly, I never took the time to look up the meaning of the name my grams chose for me," I told him shyly. "We're here, I hope this room meets your satisfaction. Give me a shout if there is anything you need," I

"You know he won't let you go that easily." Bella's tearful eyes met mine, and I could see the desperation etched into her features. "He had no right to keep me here," she insisted, her voice quivering with a mix of fear and anger. I allowed my smile to linger, knowing that this moment was a crucial turning point in our twisted little game. "I'll be right back," I announced casually, as if I were stepping out for a leisurely stroll. Turning on my heel, I exited the room, leaving Bella alone with her thoughts.

So, we didn't know that Rylan was sitting quietly in the back seat of the Bentley parked outside. "Did you deliver the gifts?" he asked. "Yes," Hunter replied. "Did she say anything?" Hunter shook his head. "She just thanked me." Rylan gave a faint, bitter smile. Outside the hall, he looked at me one last time, and said quietly, "Let's go.' "I saw Ciara," Hunter said softly. "She's pregnant, and Leonardo, ever attentive, takes such good care of her." He let out a small laugh, tinged with relief. "It doesn't hurt as much as when I first heard she was getting married."

Alpha Jacob just mentioned my name to her and she asked me for the same. I sensed resentment from this old hag and if wanted to play this game, she was going to play it alone, because I was going to return her rudeness with kindness. I smirked triumphantly. "My name is Bella Wood, the new Luna of the midnight pack." I reached out for her hand to handshake her but she did not want to touch mine. "Edina shepherd." Her cold words turned my legs to jelly. She flickered her tongue merrily like she was tasting my fear.

Why does he only care about her? Bullet smirked, running his fingers through Bella’s hair like she was some kind of trophy. “You said you’d kill me. You wanted to capture me, torture me,” he mocked, his dark eyes glinting with amusement. “But look at you now. The tables have turned, Vincent.” Bella met his gaze with nothing but hatred, her eyes burning with fury. But that only made him laugh. “All because of this delicate little butterfly,” Bullet mused, tilting her chin up. “You’re hanging there, bleeding out, and soon? You’ll be nothing but a corpse on the floor.”

I love messing with anyone's patience and that's what I'm good at. I am now walking with a smile plastered on my face and it turned into a serious one when I reached the living room where my father and the alpha that my father is insisting me to marry, talking and laughing as if they were friends for years now. No one would've thought that their packs were actually each other's enemy. Pathetic. "Oh, here she is. Craige, meet my daughter, Hermione," my father immediately introduced me politely but I never let my face show any emotions. He was looking at me as if telling me to not do anything stupid. Well, what I'm going to do isn't stupid at all.

"You're going to hate it." She tried not to think about it, focusing on the prospect of a cooked meal in her tummy instead. Mr and Mrs Cross were setting the table together as the pair approached. They looked up, eyes wide in shock. "Oh, you must be Damien's girlfriend," Mr Cross said, offering his hand. 'Girlfriend?!' "I'm Belle," she said, accepting his hand. "Oh," the mother cried. "It's just like beauty and the beast." "Am I the beast in this scenario, Mum?" Damien asked, eyebrow raised.

Ruke's beast wanted to claim her there and he was fighting hard not to run his hands through her hair and sniff it. Hermione simply wanted to grab this big guy and kiss his breath out of him, but she remembered she was a cat shifter and he was a lycan. She held in her sexual urge. After fighting for control, Ruke took her hand and dragged her to his room. He opened the door and they both walked in. He slammed it shut and locked it. “Wait? are we staying together?” she asked. “Obviously," retorted Ruke. “No way in hell!” Hermione said and she made for the door and started pulling and banging it.

“That does not make any sense. How could Bella disappear like that? I did not see anyone from Darkfang cross into our territory.” Cassandra stepped closer, her voice small and careful. “Babe, there is something I did not tell you,” she said. Her eyes were full of a strange pity. “I saw Bella on patrol once near the line that divides our lands from Darkfang. She looked like she was talking to someone. I did not tell you because I did not want to hurt you, but I think she was working for Gideon.” Harrison felt the world tilt. “What?” he said again, but this time his voice was empty.