Dark Hermione Novelas e Histórias

Neither of us knew. How come a werewolf solder couldn’t see her features? "I don't understand, what curse?" I murmured softly and eyed the paper in my hand. I had so many questions crowding my mind that I felt a headache making its presence known. He did not respond. He just kept glaring at the floor as if it was responsible. Darkness will fall. There's more to come. So much more, as the prophecy had said. If anything, this is just the beginning. No wonder why the witch I met back at Lawkers ceremony became so shaken up once she touched my hand.

S) That is what little lady was, she is just lack of empathy compare to any normal person, after all it was her race that made her like that. She was a Demi-Human actually, and he race was ancient race that were known as Anubis, yep, the death god, for some reason it exist here. That is why she was so devoid of emotions, but his hidden traits of her also made her very intellectual, and overly obsessed with her work, it also made her extremely proficient in the Dark Magic, despite her age of only 18 years old, she is already a Peak Tier 3 Dark Wizard and Also a Master Gunner.

Yes, that will do. If you guys are wondering what a blind kid is seeing. Well, I can't see anything. That's it. Darkness. Dullness. I can't see but, I thank the heavens every single day that I can still hear them. It's just getting worse day by day. Although I can't be a burden here, I can't do anything but just thank them. They are the light in my dark path. They are my guide and I'm more than thankful for that. Curse that bastard. It's his fault. I can't be what I want to be anymore. I'll just be a bother with my whole life, am I? I can't help it. It's getting worse. I can feel this stupid tears building inside their cage, again. No no. I don't. I won't cry. Not again. Please, don't come o

Asher's POV He found her late one stormy night in the dead of Summer, sitting underneath an oak tree in a torrential downpour. Her tiny frame shivered as she stared blankly straight ahead unaware of anything around her. He noticed that her pale white arms that wrapped themselves protectively around her knees were covered in dark red marks that resembled the shape of fingers, almost like someone had grabbed her much too hard. Her blank face sported nasty red welts that looked to be made by an object rather than a hand. Her long blonde hair that hung around her face and body had hints of blood in it from a wound just above her eye that hadn't quite been washed away by the rain.

I got enough unwanted attention as it was. Even now, walking to the gym with Galden by my side, unmated warriors watched me. I knew what they saw now that I had seen myself in a mirror enough times to memorize my features. My skin was still just as pale as it was when I had escaped the little dark prison, my hair was a fluffy golden halo of curls on my head that fell across my forehead and around my ears, but my eyes were an odd shade of purple, Luna Davene called them amethyst, she said it was fitting since I was a gift from the Moon Goddess. My face is triangular, with high cheek bones, almond shaped eyes, heart shaped lips and dimples.

The fight had been a great fight leaving Derek and Damon with few of their men on their side while the other team had Klaus and a fewer army and a young girl who shortly emerged from the woods. Emma. "That fucking witch tricked us." Damon snarled, gritting his teeths in anger while staring at the traitor's face who had a smile on her lips. "Are you working for him? Derek asked the traitor, pointing at klaus. "Oh no, I don't work for him Derek, i work for someone greater than him, I work for the god of darkness, Lord Voldemort." She stipulated, putting more emphasise on the word "Lord Voldemort".

Her brown hazel eyes looks so beautiful yet emotionless. Lantad na lantad ang mapuputing hita nito sa suot na pulang above the knee red silk backless dress. Nakapatong ang isang hita nito sa kanang hita dahilan kung bakit maraming naglaway sa makinis at mapuputing hita nito. Kahit nakaupo ang dalaga ay mahahalata pa rin ang gandang taglay ng katawan nito. She looks so dazzling hot in her dress.

She asked angrily. Dark chuckled. "I didn't come here to beg you to fight my battle, I came here to inform you that after so many years of searching, I found her, the one that betrayed you, the one who destroyed the kingdom, the one who destroyed everything, I have found Hydra, she is still alive." The woman who was sitting on the floor quickly stood up to her feet and turned to face Dark revealing her full face, her good eye widened in shock. "Shock? I too was shocked when I discovered her. With her disguise you wouldn't know she is the one." Dark said. "So the ball is in your court."

When this happened, it pleased the elder who possessed that Undead greatly. In a large castle with lighting that was as bleak as the land of the Undead, there was such a being: an Undead called Dark Shadow. This Undead was sprawled lazily on the only throne in the entire castle, a throne that was hers and hers alone. Unlike her name, Dark Shadow possessed pale beautiful skin that was uncharacteristic of an Undead. Her blood red eyes had a hint of blue in them, and her beautiful face and lovely curves would have easily deceived one into thinking that she was human like they were. Stretching lazily, she twirled a few strands of her long black hair round her fingers, her lazy eyes conveying a s

The sound sweeps across my skin, raising the hairs along my arms. I know that voice. His presence is nearly enough to pull me out of the darkness, clawing my way toward the surface. But just as quickly as his voice came, it slips away. And then I’m falling once again. Shapes appear and recede from the shadows. A Shifter—her hair like silver. She looks familiar, though I don’t know her. Lips as red as blood, eyes as blue as the ocean. She turns, looking almost ethereal as the shadows converge, wrapping around her like a lover. She sinks into the darkness, the blue of her eyes fading.