Dark Hermione Novels & Stories

"You'll have to accept the fact that you like her" "I do not!I'm the dark lord,I don't speak love." The next day Ava was returning to the royal house in tears from her parent's grave when a dark witch approached her. "Hey there," Mephistopheles said. Looking closely,Ava knew something was off.She was an old lady with wrinkles ,her body was much more darker than her face,She was ugly.Ava decided to ignore her,walking away from her and seeing her appear in front of her " What do you want from me," Ava asked.

Even though we're not related but I feel a very deep connection with him and I don't know why, he once mentioned that I remind him of Sienna. Since I opened my eyes ten years ago and glared at him I felt a connection. He's the only person close to me right now and I'm not losing him even if I have to die doing so but I'm not dying right now, I have a mission to complete. I'm going for them, I'm going to be their worst nightmare. The queen of terror. They call me, Amphitrite the dark angel.

She needed to finish her studies and then she would open her own fashion line in Canada and right after that, she would take her father with her also. These were her plans, Plans for the future but her fate had different plans for her future which would take 360° in her life, leaving her nowhere to stand, in Complete darkness. In Her DARK World, she would be all alone. Without her husband, without her studies, without her father, without any hope, without any feelings, without any light. Only Pain, tears, Betrayal, and vengeance. End Of Flashback:- The prison's van stopped outside of the court with a screech and her body stumbled.

DARK DESIRES TRAPPED WITH THE MAFIA BOSS Written By Adura EPISODE TWENTY (A SNEAK PEAK OF THE PAST) "I heard she's the only daughter of the Carmen" "So many deficiencies in the world, How could she be choose to be dumb?, Fate was so cruel on her" "Can't believe she can't speak" "She can't voice her own opinion" "She's such a curse" "Her hair is intimidating" "I'm sure she's a witch"

"It's just that you really don't have to tell me anything, because I'm not really asking you to tell me anything now, I know that this is shocking for you, and, to tell the truth, for me too, you are so beautiful, and so many things fall on you, but I'm willing to fight against whatever it takes to be by your side, of course only if you want me to" "Alexander, this is happening very fast, I am very confused, besides everything that is happening with you, inside me very strange things are happening, I have had many visions, where I have seen myself being as if I were a sorceress, I do not know if it is me, or another woman who looks a lot like me, I only know that I am in a terrible state emo

Susparia Pov I watched as the wolves stared at me with a smirk. Xavier has finally accepted Darcy as the Luna of this pack. This is the nightmare the wished for never to happen. I know they are upto something as Darcy allows them to do whatever they wants to with me. The feared the worst. May be they are going to beat me up for their satisfaction or may be they all are going to make me lick their dirty paws like they always did. I watched as the Luna of our pack came to me with an evil smirk on her face. The word Darcy suits her personality. She is way too dark and cruel. She always enjoyed hurting me and humiliating me.

She had been sitting by his bedside all night. Emma held his hand. "It's good that you're alright." Draco was taken aback. He had always thought Third Sister had beautiful eyes—long, dark, and glossy eyelashes slightly curled, her irises distinct and contrasting. Her irises were darker than the darkest obsidian, while the whites of her eyes were clear like a springtime pond. But now, that pond was tainted with threads of blood, revealing the owner's fatigue. Draco sat up. "We need to return immediately!"

I grew weak, drawing close to the darkness. I heard cries of my name and the wailing of sirens in a distance. Darkness finally consumed me, I had blacked out.

A heavenly scent of strawberries and Victoria sponge wafts up my nose. 'Mate!' My wolf screams in joy, "it's our mate." I can't help the smile that takes over my once gloomy face, "mate." I whisper. "Mate." She agrees. Long Ariel red air, emerald green eyes and soft pink lips, a short, perfect hour glass figure, and pale pink skin, matching her features perfectly. Ok.. A pregnant human girlfriend. Alpha to be. Mate. How did my life get to this? (Declan POV)

she panted, barely louder than a whisper. The darkness came closer, and the air became chilled. The woman was cloaked in dark, a distorted, monstrous version of the woman who was worshiped and feared. Morgane's flesh was as white as the moonlight that filtered through the canopy above her, and her eyes gleamed with wickedness, their depths bottomless and black as the void. Ah, ah," Morgane spat with the hissing snake. "I was expecting you." Emereah's jaw hardened, her hand tightening on her sword. "Your terror ends here tonight, Morgane."