Harry/hermione Lemon Fanfiction Mga Nobela at Kwento

Either he has no interest in going further, or he is a pure gentleman. This is what I want. And I want more. I pull myself on top of him to the point where I'm straddling his lips. His hands still don't stray, no matter how hard I accelerate the kiss. It's getting heated, until the sound of the door bursting open behind us immediately pulls me away from him, like he's a plague that if I get caught being near, I will get in serious trouble. Turning around, I see Hermione stumble through the door, her hands cupped under her mouth, filled with blood. The sight near makes me throw up, but I compose myself at the sight of blood trailing from her eyes. It makes both me and Shinee jump out of bed i

I opened my mouth to scream, but nothing, only a gasp escapes my mouth. He leans in, smirking wickedly and caressing my hair "How long, have I waited to have you in my arms, Hermione..." Only then did I notice his bloodshot eyes, long wrinkle lines, rough beards. Have Principal Eldor been overdoing himself? Is he sick? "…sadly, it will be tomorrow, when the moon is at its fullest peak. Tomorrow Hermione. Tomorrow." Just then, my voice finds it's bearing. I let out a shrilling scream.

I whispered, my resolve weakening as his touch spread heat through my skin. He sighed and kissed my neck, his lips warm over my skin. “You’re making this difficult, Harper. You have no idea what you’re getting yourself into.” “Then tell me. I want to know.” “It’s not that simple.” “I don’t care.” I finally turned to face him. Our face was barely inches away. I felt his breath fanning over my face. How I missed this devil so much. Through the dim light provided by the moonlight, I could see many emotions crossing his blue intense eyes, the desire, and something more profound, yet unspoken.

he started confessing slowly. I'm really shocked. He has liked me since that incident. "That day when I saw those beautiful eyes . I lost in them . And till now I can't find a way out of there . I don't know if that is because I don't want to or I just can't. But anyways you got me lovestruck . And now I'm all yours . AMELIA HARPER once again I would say this . I LOVE YOU ." "Oh god !" I covered my mouth. My eyes started stinging with water.

My son needed help, but I didn’t even know where to begin. Before I could say more, Harry spun on his heel and started toward his room, his small shoulders stiff with anger. “Harry,” I called after him. He didn’t stop. Didn’t even glance back. The sound of his door closing echoed like a warning. This was serious. First Bae’s memory loss, now Harry seeing someone who didn’t exist. My mind raced. Maybe the Pack witch could help. The first time he mentioned Olena was during the ritual, right in the middle of it he’d whispered about a crush on her. Whatever this was, it started that night.

Every emotion, every sensation is heightened now that we are reunited after a month apart. The air grows thick with the palpable spark of our chemistry, so much so that I can feel its weight upon my skin. Hermione eventually breaks free from her trance. She removes the fork from her mouth and sets it down. She runs her tongue over her full lip, finishes chewing, and washes it down with freshly squeezed orange juice. She delicately swipes her tongue over those luscious lips after she sets her half-emptied cup down. "I will attempt to behave myself now."

“You were at the auditorium weren't you? And the last time I checked even the fetus in this Great Fortress remembers Tau Upsilon Rex who addressed us all and told us of Jaylen's identity. You heifer!" Standing up in a hurry, Hermione made an attempt to pull a fast one at Ron but he was quick to move further away from her causing her to hit her arm against the hard wooden table. "Fuck!" Hermione cussed angrily as she stared at her wounded arm. "I am going to snuff life out of you, Ron! Just watch and see." She bickered. "Calm your nerves. Why are you always so hot headed?" Lorelei inquired. She looked tired.

Sienna suspiciously tasted it, and her face wrinkled up because of the sourness. It was intentional! “Here, Master Harry, you should eat it too.” Sienna retaliated by placing a slice of lemon on Harry’s plate. She did not expect that Harry would eat it in one bite, and the expression on his face did not change in the slightest after eating it! It was a fresh lemon! Sienna’s eyes widened in surprise as she did not expect him to be so hard on himself!

I hold it to my mouth, keeping my eyes on him. A sharp smirk crosses his face. “Yeah, figured.” I bite into the strawberry on purpose, and watch his jaw tighten like he’s fighting a losing battle. I smile around it. “See? Stress relief.” He leans in closer, his hands brushing my scalp. “You’re gonna be the end of me, Hermione.” He leans in and bites into the strawberry I’m holding. We both chew it into each other’s mouths, exchanging fluids, and it's a slow, sweet rush.

“Hermione, that’s the most foolish remark I’ve ever heard you make—” “This feels incredibly strange. I don’t recognize this behavior from you. Why would you choose those hurtful words to lash out at me?” she interrupted me. A sudden realization dawned upon me that I possessed the power to inflict pain upon her with ease. As I lower my gaze, my eyes fixate on the ground beneath me. “Wow, I feel terrible, Hermione. The mere thought of you pondering that manner doesn’t sit well with me. You know that girl will never hold a candle to you in my heart. My love for you will never fade.”