Novel & Cerita Hermione Fanart

“You’re darn hot. You’re sexy. You’re rich as fuck!” I roll my eyes in frustration. She’s listing all the wrong things. Hermione could get any rich guy she wants with all that beauty and brains. Her eyes alone could cook and bewitch any man. Just like they did to me. My gaze shifts back to Hermione as she keeps talking through the presentation slides. Diana’s voice fades into the background. She looks… happy. Like this is her favorite thing. And that smile on her face always steals my soul away. You’ve fucking stolen my soul, Hermione. And no other woman, no other fucking woman, will ever have it except you.

Her face, usually composed and elegant, was twisted in pure anger. Ares stood near the wall, watching her with cold, expressionless eyes. He was relaxed, but his posture held an edge of danger. His arms were crossed over his chest, his sharp gaze never leaving Hermione. The dim light in the room made the shadows on his face look darker, giving him a more intimidating presence. "I cannot take this anymore," Hermione said sharply, her voice filled with bitterness. "That human girl walks around this place like she owns it. Like she belongs here!" Her voice grew louder with each word, her anger clear.

Perfect pointed nose and cute pink lips. She's curvy, not busty. She's got ass alone but lack b**bs. We're similar heightened. She looks rich. Perfectly beautified with numerous gold, diamond and silver ornaments. She smell wealth. Am guessing she's royalty. "Sorry about Julie's unfriendliness" she lean on the prisoners bed. I nod dumbfounded. So the scary female goes by Julie. Such pretty name for a scary appearance. "Anyways am hermione. The alpha's younger sister".

Two pictures side by side. Hermes, and a woman with long, flowing red hair and a smile that could melt cameras. My breath catches. My vision blurs. Even if that woman is older now, there’s no mistaking her. The same red-haired girl in that photo — the one kissing Hermes’s cheek. The same girl Hermes had called nobody. Shit.

In actuality, that was likely true. Hermione had been very talented since she was a child. From a young age, she had relied on a rubbish method of cultivation and cultivated to heights the ordinary couldn’t reach. That was why she had caught the eyes of the people from the Plenilune Sect, which took her into their walls. Since then, Hermione’s personality also began to change.