Hermione Krum Novels & Stories

she spat bitterly and I frowned. "Excuse me?" I squeaked in surprise, not knowing why she was angry with me when I was the one who was kidnapped and even tried to run away but was caught. "Oh, don't mind her," intervened another dishevelled and exhausting looking wife. She had dark circles under her eyes, her cheeks were sunken in and her dress looked creased, "Katherine is always moody, and looking for a fight when there's really no reason for it," she glared at Katherine, "my name's Hermione, and I'm Quentin's seventh wife. It's lovely to finally talk to you and sit with you like we're doing today. You really are as beautiful as Brigitte has repeated for the past few weeks."

I growl lowly. Hermione unsuccessfully comforts her. Woah!. Hermione ain't no mere werewolf. She survives mom's screams within her room?. I won't survive such situation. I'll pass out. Well, it's high time I shut the screams. "Leave us!" I order Hermonie powerfully. Her expression squeezes. She stare wierdly at me. She roll her eyes then reluctantly exit with a powerful door slam. I chuckle unborthered. Is she mad?.

She just said 'ALHOMOHRA' the harry potter spell used for opening doors magically. " What nonsense Davina ! " said the boy and moved away. " S...Sorry ... Stathis ." said the girl. Stathis didn't say anything just raised his hands in to show it's okay. Davina then turned back to Cynthia and Ada to apologize. She looked a bit embarrassed. She was about to say sorry that Cynthia and Ada spoke together smiling, " It's okay muggle's won't understand." This made Davina smile. " OH Great, New potter heads in Tombstone high. By the way am Davina a Slytherin., s he said.

Reece says my name and I let out an excruciating scream because the pain just got worse and I don't think I can sense my wolf anymore. "Reece.. Morgan. I can't feel her..." I let out another scream. "Fuck…!" Reece picks me up bridal style and walks us out of the crowd that just gathered around us, upstairs into his room.

he whispered “This is exactly what I’ll do to that baby was it’s born and I get my hands on the filthy thing” ~~~ Far away from the forest, in a dark room, Hermoine stood alone. Her eyes were locked on a large monitor in front of her, showing a live feed of the feast. She had found a way to hack into the pack’s hidden cameras. She watched Elena smile. She watched Salvatore lean close to her. Hermoine’s hands clenched into fists. “I should’ve been Luna,” she whispered. “That should’ve been me.” Her chest burned with hate. She grabbed a glass bottle beside her and smashed it against the floor. Then another. Then another.

A grin curved onto my lips on the realization that I'm about to be the strongest being on Dexo Fernia – and soon be crowned as their queen. Holding my double-bladed swallow on my left hand, I walked through the only barrier keeping me locked outside the coliseum. Emotionless I waited for it to be removed out of my sight and the cheers grew louder every second. And as the wood barrier was slowly removed, those cheers just grew even louder. "VERONICA! GO VERONICA! GO VERONICA!!" I held my head high when I was called. "Let's give it up... to the Herald of Dexo Fernia, the shadow assassin! The daughter of Hikaris himself… VERONICA!"

“He’s Elder Quint?” The sect master was stunned, completely dumbfounded, and unclear. “Yes.” Hermione Yggdrasil was Elder Quint’s disciple, and she was still familiar with her own master. She had quickly determined that the incomplete corpse in front of her was her master. Hermione did not harbor much sadness when faced with the death of her master.

The lady was wearing skinny jeans and an oversized shirt this time around. I looked around and sniffed. There were too many scents. I could not find that masculine cologne I knew Ken to always wear. There was more of this lady’s scent and cooked food. I tried my best to concentrate harder, just the same way Hector taught me. It was still difficult, especially when my heart was beating too fast. “Hermione! Watch out.” Derrick shouted. I heard something swing and if I did not react within that split second, my brain would’ve been displaced.

she said. “We'll see. I just want it to create fame for us and beat Velikiy.” She nodded and left. When Amelia stood up and walked a little, she would have fallen – but I held her in my arms before she did. I held her waist and her neck to grip her properly. She looked unconscious and calm. I pushed away a few strands which fell on her soft flower-like face. For a minute, I admired how gorgeous she looked. Even at this moment. “You're her bodyguard?” The doctor asked.

she asked. “Sure,” Jake replied,” I don’t mind, it actually belongs to the house". He said,smiling at Ruke, who did not look happy with the thought of hermione going for a swim in his brother’s pool. “Thanks” Hermione replied gratefully. She started walking back to her seat. She suddenly slipped and would have toppled over if Ruke had not caught her swiftly,as she was closer to him. They both felt the tingly feeling, as their bodies touched and hermione blushed so obviously, that Raphael couldn’t hide his grin, which further embarrassed hermione.