Novel & Cerita Hermione Bellatrix Ao3

Torches burned in iron brackets on the walls, casting dancing shadows that made everything look like a nightmare. And everywhere I looked, there were eyes. Dozens of them. Hundreds. Glowing in the darkness between the pillars. Watching me. "Ah, the half-blood awakens." A voice echoed from somewhere above. I looked up and saw a balcony circling the room. On it stood a woman with silver hair and skin so pale she looked like she had been carved from ice. She was beautiful in the way a frozen lake was beautiful—stunning, but capable of killing you if you stepped wrong.

Him: I'll do anything to be with her. Since the day I saw her those are my thoughts. Every fucking seconds she's on my mind. I tell you she's a witch. My witch (my mind voice) I grunt at my thoughts. I don't know what spell she has casted on me but I'm whipped and I love the effect she have on me.

"You're a part of his world now, whether you like it or not." The next few days were a blur of research and half-hearted attempts to return to my normal life. Alex and his dark secrets felt like a siren call, impossible to ignore. I found myself at "Le Chateau de Sade" again, the BDSM shop, my thoughts racing with images of Alex and the bond between us. The scent of leather and musk filled my nose as I perused the racks. The shopkeeper, a knowing smile playing on her lips, watched me from behind the counter. She knew, of course. They all did. The supernatural community of New Orleans had a way of finding out these things. "Looking for something in particular, darling?" she purred.

“Yes. Remy, let me come. Please?” “Not yet.” he gave me a sexy smirk. “Stroke faster, love. Harder.” I groaned, feeling my abdomen tighten as my fingers were coated with my creamy wetness. “Ugh, Remy... I…” But before I could finish that sentence, I felt my pussy tighten around my fingers and I came. My moans echoed off the walls as my body shivered in delight. “You naughty girl. I told you not to come yet, didn’t I?” I looked at Remy, whose face was contorted with pleasure. He was close too. His chest seemed to glisten with a light sheen of sweat as he pumped into his hand.

My objective is to find a sleeping pill, not to harm Bella, but to provide her with a peaceful and restful slumber that will last forever. That’s right, Bella needs to sleep forever for me to go back to Austin. As her twin sister, it pains me to entertain this idea, but circumstances have left me with no other choice. Bella, being my twin, shares a deep connection with Austin, my mate. This connection could potentially lead to them becoming mates themselves and I cannot bear that thought. I can not lose Austin, especially after all the sacrifices I've made in recent days.

I assume she left her contact? 'Yes, yes', Potter said, hastily. 'she did. I shall call her right away!' 'Good!' King Hector said, leaving the office for his own. Lyncan Hector could not understand what was driving him except that he wanted that woman. He had wanted her since the first day he had set his eyes on her. 'I want her in my bed!' he thought. And why not? She is my mate. He wondered why she had not sensed it herself. He didn't want any of the women flocking round him, not the cheating Challotte and not Camellia, the mother of his son. He only tolerated her because of his son. If not for Lionel, he would have long discarded Camellia like a piece of rag. He knew that his father would

A few minutes later, Bri walks in, takes one look at me, makes me sit down and gets me a bottle of water from the small fridge Brennon keeps in his office. "Calm down Ren, it will all be OK. Relax, take a few deep breathes and explain what you saw and how I can help." Bri tells me. Briella can always tell what people need. I take a few minutes to gather myself, have a few sips of water and point blank ask Bri. "Do you know a witch by the name of Bellatrix Nevermoore?" Briella looked at me shocked. "How do you know that name Serenity? Bellatrix and her coven are extremely evil. No one really trusts her and her coven. The things she has done are vile and reprehensible. What has she done?" Bri

“That owl was no mere bird, but a spirit constellation beast. A loyal servant of Astra, the goddess of the stars. Though the weakest of her pets, it replenished a great deal of my magic and strength. I can erase Alinta’s memories before she head-butted me. I can give her an explicit dream of how our mating ritual happened while you take what is rightfully yours.” Bellinor’s heart raced, and the excitement rushed down to his stiffening rod. He silently stalked his unconscious prey on the floor. He feverishly yanked off the shirt she had on, then carefully cradled her limp body in his arms, groaning as her figure unintentionally rubbed against his hardened organ. “And she will not know it was

I felt like I was floating in a sea of bliss. Lazarus increased his speed, pushing my both my knees against my chest. Until I felt him still inside of me, his fingers bruising my skin as came, white hot liquid gushing into me. He released an agonised growl, not pulling out. His eyes flourished with flames of malevolence as they focused on me. “You will have my heir Bellatrix, and I will come inside of you every day until your sweet fucking body cannot take it anymore.”

She weirdly believed that my existence had to do with some stupid prophecy that had been told from centuries to centuries. "Hera, this is not why I called you here." Hera frowned at my blatant dismissal of her statement. "You will understand my concern, soon enough." "Tell me what you saw." I said, ignoring her statement. Hera stayed quiet for a while and I was starting to think she didn't see anything about Bellatrix just like before until she spoke. "She is a witch, just like I am... But much more powerful and of the fae lineage.. She is the one true descendant of the Red fox witch."