Harry X Hermione Fanfiction นิยาย & เรื่องราว

since harry had already lost his memories then I see no reason for me to be doing that ,all I just have to do at this moment ,is to make sure that ,they never get to meet each other and harry never gets to remember who she really was or that's just going to be the death of me and I don't want that happening ,I already have him so I must protect him with all my life ,. his mine

They were coming out in short pants, and his eyes were completely black. "I am trying as much as possible to control myself before I do something regrettable, so don’t tempt me. Do not forget that I am an Alpha wolf, mate, and I won’t tolerate any disrespect, not even from my mate. So I will advise you to change your tone." I grew still as I heard that cold, low voice. It was Hermes speaking, and I had to tread carefully. I went and sat down on the bed, trying to calm myself down. Then I heard a soft voice saysay, "What is your relationship with Harry? Don’t think I haven’t noticed you guys. You leave home to work and come back together. Is anything going on between you two?"

Hermione sprawled on top of the lycan, Ruke could not help to relish the softness of her body against him. He was rock-hard and it did nothing to help that she was dangerously close to him. Hermione placed her hands on Ruke's chest and tried to push herself up but he was quick to hold her down with his strong hands. “What do you want?" she whispered, looking into his eyes. Ruke sucked in his breath, cursed himself and grabbed a fist full of her hair in his hands and brought her face down to his own. “What are you doing…" Hermione's words were cut short as Ruke brought his lips to hers with such force and passion that the breath was knocked from her lungs the tiniest gasp escaped from her lip

'OH , I can do more than just stop you", Harry said with a dangerous glint in his eyes . His hands rolling the cuffs of his shirt so that his muscular forearm can be seen . I am sure things are going to get nasty if any of them choose this exact moment to say something , so this is my cue to take things over . "Hey guys, no need to get angry , why not we talk things over, right harry , Winston?" I step in between both of them ,my hands on harry's chest . I might've let my hands wander on the muscular planes of his rick-hard chest . I feel Harry's heartbeat quicken underneath my palm, so i let my hand falter by my side . I see harry smirking and eyeing me from my periphery and red hot heat ga

“And the supernatural world is resisting.” “I sort of knew that part,” Lyric admitted. “You would,” Harry’s eyes met hers in the mirror. “You are involved with a merman, after all. How are they in bed?” He added with mischievous intrigue. “Or out of it. I’ve always wondered.” “Harry,” Jules laughed under his breath. “Like you weren’t wondering, my love,” Harry teased. Jules pulled to a stop. “Ah, that’s me,” Harry reached for the door handle. His eyes met Lyric’s as he got out. “Don’t share the details without me.”

He slowly turned his head back to look at her. “You’re really losing it,” he said softly. Hermoine’s chest moved up and down fast. She looked like she wanted to hit him again, but her hands were shaking. “I hate her,” she whispered. “I hate her so much.” Ares stood up, rubbing his jaw. “You hate her because she has what you want.” “I want him to suffer,” Hermoine said. Her voice was quiet now, full of rage. “I want her gone. I want both of them to hurt.”

Had the universe not accidentally sent her to Sebastian's room… "You're intoxicating, Dr. Fey. Even when you swear at me, it makes me dizzy. And now, can you drop the act? I know you had fun with another man last night. You're not some sacred virgin anymore… So how about you let me enjoy what you enjoyed last night?" Harry loomed closer with a lopsided grin. "If you don't like having an audience, just say the word. I'll have them close the door. No one will disturb our happy ending."

"You already know me, don't you?" Harry's expression turned nostalgic. "Actually, you remind me of someone from my past." My curiosity piqued. "Who?" His smile softened. "My first love." I frowned, perplexed. "What do you mean?" Harry's gaze drifted into the distance, his eyes clouding over. "You have the same spark,...it's uncanny." The air thickened with unspoken emotions, leaving me wondering about Harry's intentions "I heard you and Kyle spend a lot of time together," I said.

Helena "I don't like this position..." I whisper shyly, looking back over my shoulder at Harry behind me. "Really? You don't know that. It's your first time," Harry smiles mischievously. "Don't be afraid. This way my cock will reach deep inside your pussy, right to that spot you love having me press against. You just need to relax and leave everything to me." Far too embarrassed to complain any further, my lips fill with moans as Harry once again pushes his hard erection into my pussy, while all I can do is grip the grass beneath me with all my strength.

Harry tries to reassure me, holding my shoulders. "I'm not confused! I know exactly who you are and exactly how I feel about you!" Tears of embarrassment begin streaming down my cheeks, and emboldened by all the alcohol, I pour out every word of love I've kept hidden for Harry Oakheart, even though I know it's a terrible mistake.