Hermes Novels & Stories

Once I finished my business and headed back to the small room, I slipped my old clothes from my body, wondering if I would ever see them again. The outfit they provided was identical to Camille and Helena's. The t-shirt was a fabric I had never felt before, both soft and strong. The white fabric clung to me, the perfect size in comparison to all my thrift-store clothes. The pants were the same material, lavender in color and impossibly soft. I placed the slippers on my feet, running my toes over the plush fur. I noticed the symbol for Iridian on the back of the hair brush, a slim crescent moon with two stars, deep purple in color. Once my fire kissed hair was smooth down my back, I stepped o

As Esmeralda nodded and began to gather her things to leave, Lola turned to Santiago with wide eyes. “Diego de la Fonté? The renowned fashion icon and founder of Bold Beauty?” Santiago smirked. “You make him sound like a god. He’s more of a jerk, I promise you.” That didn’t help Lola calm down. “You got one of the most popular names in the fashion world to design a bunch of dresses for me and I’m supposed to be casual about it?” Santiago raised his hands in mock surrender. “That’s your decision, munéquita. Personally, I don’t see the big deal here.”

she paused, her tongue flicking briefly across her lower lip, "...more aware." I stiffened, my fingers curling tightly around my coffee mug. "I'm sorry to disappoint," I said, my voice steadier than I felt. Lena chuckled, the sound like velvet but somehow cold. "Oh, I wouldn't say I'm disappointed. Just... intrigued." She leaned closer, her scent washing over me—something expensive and floral, but with an underlying sharpness that made my nose wrinkle. "An omega who doesn't know she's an omega. It's fascinating, really."

If I knew for sure that he was the one, my ego would definitely lead me to trash the gifts at once. I unwrapped the second box and clamped my hand over my mouth at once. This box was Hermes! Was this… oh Lord, I would definitely pass out if this box held a birkin in it. Okay, maybe not. I could afford this twice, I guess, but I was not still comfortable enough to get it without a small part of me breaking in pieces, plus I still had a lot of projects going on for me.

Hermes said, as he pulled out a phone from his pocket. “Hernandez.” Hermes said, as soon as he picked up. “I have a job for you and you have to do it as quickly as possible.”

asked Larissa. Bonnie pointed at the name on the bag's strap. "It has Katt's name on it. Do you still want to argue it's not fake? When did Hermes ever sell bags with engraved names? It's a blatant knockoff!" Katt looked confused. She trusted that Larissa wouldn't have given her a knockoff. However, It was common knowledge that Hermes, especially the exclusive Himalaya series, was exceedingly rare and difficult to obtain, much less with a personalized engraving.

Chapter 5 Hannah's POV Manila is nothing like the island. On the island, you can hear the breath of the ocean; here, all you hear is the suffocating roar of engines and the impatient honking of jeepneys. The air doesn't smell like salt and roasting corn; it smells like exhaust and old rain. ​It has been three months since the black helicopters took Luke away. Three months of silence. ​I smoothed out my blazer—the most professional thing I owned—and looked up at the glass giant standing in the heart of Makati. CROMWELL LEGACY. The name was embossed in silver, gleaming under the harsh midday sun. It looked untouchable.

They were in such close proximity that I was certain their breaths brushed against each other's faces. As I observed Sage's features, her name lingering in my mind, I couldn't help but take note of her captivating appearance. She possessed dark, wavy, luscious hair, sun-kissed skin that exuded a golden hue, and intense brown eyes. Her strong, feminine physique had the ability to catch anyone's attention instantly. Considering her earlier confrontational demeanor, it was clear that she had a bold and assertive nature, radiating strength in every gesture. "Why have you been avoiding me? We really need to have a conversation about that," Hermes said, a seductive

As he demanded, Athena made him a sandwich. By the time she was done cooking, he already came down, but without his shirt, he was only in his sweatpants, his tattoos visible to her. He had a cobra on his front and something that looked like a stork or a hawk in the back. She was figuring out why he got all of his skin covered in tattoos, “Stop ogling,” he yelled at her without a tiny bit of gentleness in his tone.

She vowed and stormed upstairs. ~~~~~ Ethan walked into the store, glanced at the girl at the counter and walked over to the section where the chocolates were but couldn't find Saira's favorite on the shelves. "Do you need help?" Another girl appeared at his side out of nowhere. "Yes. I need to buy two packets of Eclairs. Can't find it." He said. "Oh, I'm sorry, it's out of stock." She apologized. "Someone just came in to get the last two."