Bellatrix Hermione Novels & Stories

I walked out of the room, heading to the kitchen to find some water to drink, since my throat felt completely dry. “Hey, Bella,” I rolled my eyes when I heard a familiar voice at the door of the kitchen. Lavender stood at the door, dressed in a yellow floral dress with spaghetti straps, her blonde hair brushed down neatly. I already made up my mind not to ever speak to her, until her Luna initiation is done and Damien probably lets me go, I just hope he also rejects me, at least it’ll be a confirmation that he knows I’m his mate and just doesn’t like me for being a stealer.

Bellatrix walked away from Kath to fetch the food she had prepared. "How can you trust me so easily, Bellatrix? What if I were evil and hurt you?" Kath asked. She wanted to know why Bellatrix hadn’t been afraid to save her. Though Bellatrix appeared fearless, Kath couldn’t understand her calmness. "I trust my instincts. Even though I’m a hybrid, I can sense you’re a good person," Bellatrix replied. Kath had thought she would die, devoured by rogues, for who else would save her? But she was wrong Bellatrix had saved her like an angel descended from heaven.

she shouted, her fists swinging. I chuckled, seizing her wrists and pinning her down. "Oh, but I already have," I murmured, my breath warm against her skin. And just like that, the game had truly begun. I drew Scarlett closer, my gaze burning with an unnatural fire. "You see, my dear, the ritual needs a particular... catalyst. A vessel, if you will. And you, with your extraordinary lineage, are the ideal choice." Scarlett fought against my hold, but I kept her firmly in place. "Let me go!" she yelled, her eyes filled with fury.

Her silvery hair that matched her skin flowed about her and her beautiful azure eyes pinned Ariel to the ground where she knelt. Ariel bowed her head and whispered with deference, "Goddess Luna." "Rise, child," the goddess said and Ariel found herself moving without even thinking about it. She blinked and stared at the goddess, wondering if she was hallucinating. The Goddess's form seemed corporeal but she could have sworn that when she blinked, it flickered. "Are you -- you're -- I --" Ariel stammered, grappling for words and finding none. The goddess cocked her head slightly, as if she was listening to something and once again, Ariel got lost, staring at the surreal being before her.

she ordered his colleagues. They came over swiftly, holding her arms and legs. They were stronger! Her struggles were useless against their power. “Please… she begged … don’t do this.” She cried as he stood over her and unbuckled his belt. “You need to be taught a lesson. We are Medusa’s princes , others are bastards!” “.. I’m begging you... Ple…” she was interrupted by another blow on her face. She was numb for a few seconds, she could not cry or shout or think or do anything.

Brianna joined in to help her sister, but I had Tracy in a tight lock and I wasn't going to loosen up even if the world was ending. Unfortunately, my anger was short-lived. I fell back as a cold and thunderous voice rumbled through the air. “What in Gaia's sake is happening here?” Her voice cut through my bone line razor sharp blade. Her heels clicked on the floor, pulling an unnerving cloud of fear with her. “Lena, you'd better have a perfect explanation, or I'm gonna skin you alive for trying to harm my daughters!” She snapped.

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.

Dressed in a stunning black and golden off shoulder mermaid gown that hugged her slender curves and flared out at the bottom, with a pair of stilettos strapped around her feet and her hair had been tied into an elegant high ponytail that exposed the long, slender neck that had been littered with bruises the previous night, was none other than his wife. Bellatrix.

Then it lunged—not at her, but through her—and vanished in a shimmer of silver. The air stilled. Every student stared. Layla's bones cooled and a shiver ran through her. Vale’s expression was carved from stone. “Miss Demetriou. The Headmistress will see you. Now.” Layla rose on trembling legs, ignoring the whispers, the fear. Her sleeve hiked up as she gathered her things, throwing her bag over her shoulder—and Theo’s eyes widened. “Your wrist,” he breathed. A faint silver crescent shimmered against her skin, glowing softly. Damon caught sight of it too, his jaw tightening.

She had high cheekbones, almond shaped silver eyes, with a scar trailing down from her left temple to her jaw. "Yes, I am" Hazel stated and the woman gave her a chilly smile. "I am Tyr. Silveran's champion" she said, clasping her hands together. Then, she bowed to Hazel in greeting. "I will be training you in the art and act of combat" she said and Hazel nodded. Tyr turned to Caden and bowed to him. "Greetings, your majesty" "Tyr, be gentle on her. She's a red blood and your future queen" Tyr looked at Hazel with an unreadable expression on her face. "As you wish, your majesty".