Bellatrix X Hermione Novels & Stories

she screamed, voice tearing through the ballroom. Immediately Hermes snapped out of his memory-lapse as if someone had ripped him out of drowning water. His breath punched out of him—shallow, ragged, terrified. And then his eyes landed on her. June. In a bomb vest. His pulse hammered so violently that the veins in his forearms stretched against his skin. "Leave her alone, Dominic!" Hermes roared, voice shaking the air as he surged forward. Dominic’s smile twisted into something feral. He raised his gun without hesitation.

She weirdly believed that my existence had to do with some stupid prophecy that had been told from centuries to centuries. "Hera, this is not why I called you here." Hera frowned at my blatant dismissal of her statement. "You will understand my concern, soon enough." "Tell me what you saw." I said, ignoring her statement. Hera stayed quiet for a while and I was starting to think she didn't see anything about Bellatrix just like before until she spoke. "She is a witch, just like I am... But much more powerful and of the fae lineage.. She is the one true descendant of the Red fox witch."

“How does it feel Ma Cherie? You’re dripping down your thighs and all over my hands.” She whimpered, “Lazarus.” Fuck, I love the sound of my name rolling off her tongue like honey. Dipping down and tracing the seams of her entrance, “You feel that, your pussy is fluttering and begging for my cock. Be a good girl for me and answer.” I coaxed, “were you making the weapons for the Human Rebellion.” Bellatrix’s features contoured with enmity, flames bursting in her orbs. “If I was involved with them, do you really think I would be here.” She spat venomously.

Bellatrix entered but she didn’t follow. Some answers? She doesn't remember much but the part where Caleb saw her getting choked to death is that she even saw a baby on the crib getting killed as well. A woman with blonde hair was lying in a pool of blood. She realized that Caleb pulled her up as they followed Bella. “How about the Music Box?” Monique asked as they went to Bella’s room. Some of it was still there, it wasn’t as burned as others. “Nothing,” Bellatrix mumbled. “I couldn’t find the relic in my room.” She said, “We don’t want to break it, right? We don’t want our mates to have bastards.”

he whispered “This is exactly what I’ll do to that baby was it’s born and I get my hands on the filthy thing” ~~~ Far away from the forest, in a dark room, Hermoine stood alone. Her eyes were locked on a large monitor in front of her, showing a live feed of the feast. She had found a way to hack into the pack’s hidden cameras. She watched Elena smile. She watched Salvatore lean close to her. Hermoine’s hands clenched into fists. “I should’ve been Luna,” she whispered. “That should’ve been me.” Her chest burned with hate. She grabbed a glass bottle beside her and smashed it against the floor. Then another. Then another.

He could no more kneel nor did he have tbe luxury of standing up. He was now sitting on his butt, wishing everything was a dream. A damned horrible dream. Unfortunately, it was not. He had to face reality. Bellatrix paused in front of him and his chosen Luna female. She recognized her. How could she not? This was one of her avid bullies during her time at Moon Flame. She wouldn't even be surprised if the rumour spreading about her mate bond with Alpha Anslan was actually linked to her. This lady was pure evil, a pity she had an innocent look to back it up.

I pull my finger out and lean in kissing my new favourite snack once before moving to look at my beautiful mess of a little witch. Bellatrix is lying her long strawberry blonde hair fanned out around her like a halo, her cheeks have a pink flushed glow as she basks in her afterglow. Before I get a chance to say anything I feel a push on my mind as someone tries to mind-link me. I push it away as I want to enjoy this moment and memorise every single thing about this first time.

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

The surprise was palpable on her face, but I quickly rushed over to Margaret, enveloping her in a warm embrace. To lighten the mood, I flashed a smile, glancing between the young woman and Margaret. “Mom, who is she?” Margaret fell silent, clearly at a loss for words. The young woman, however, took it upon herself to respond. “I am Seraphina, the Alpha King’s soon-to-be Luna, and you are…” “Damn!” I muttered under my breath. The revelation tightened my fists, and I struggled to mask my emotions, forcing a smile despite the rage inside.

He would’ve lost it without any interference from the Barrow’s. This time the threat against Mila is clear to everyone in the crowd. Arden directs the question at Jax once more. "Tell me about Hayden and Draven" Jax speaks so fast, stumbling over his words. "What about them? Hayden stood Alaska up and Draven missed the meeting?" Arden tears open Mila’s sodden clothing, one single claw tearing a gash over her heaving bosom as she screams. The blood mixes with the water, making the injury look much worse than it is, even as the wound heals the blood seems to linger.