Hermione Lucius Ao3 Novels & Stories

Hermione tends to go off track whenever she has a confrontation with her mother. I've witnessed two instances where Hermione lost her temper after confronting her mother. The first time, she drove recklessly, causing me concern as I trailed her. The second time, I was the target of her aggression, until she eventually came to terms with her reality and found the courage to stand up to her mother. Given her history with Mrs. Pierce's overbearing nature, Hermione strikes me as a resilient individual. Many would have been broken by her mother's behavior, which tends to dominate and disregard Hermione's decisions.

Rey took a moment to gather her thoughts before responding, "While Lucius was in his trance-like state, I managed to enter his mind. It was as if I entered an ethereal landscape within his consciousness. There, I found him adrift in a sea of memories and emotions, struggling to find his way back to consciousness." Cersei's eyes widened with astonishment. "You entered his mind? That's an incredible feat, even for a pure werewolf like you. You must really have a strong magical capacity." Rey nodded, a sense of wonder in her eyes. "It was an intense experience, but I couldn't bear the thought of losing him. I had to reach him, to remind him of his strength and the love that surrounds him." "And

The doors stood wide open, mother sitting on his lap, looking into the Sphere of Souls that Selene had left her. “Luci,” mother went on leave father’s lap but was quickly sat back down. Father’s smoke had captured the entire floor, the dark wood floors, and red carpet now permanently stained. “Lucifer, come in.” An old friend, Hermes, sat on the couch holding parchment and quill, taking notes.

I wanted to ask the question I have been meaning to ask yet, I was not sure if it was a topic we could discuss in front of the little children. “Werewolves?” Jane, who had her mouth full of food blurted. Was she not just a family friend? How did she know? “It is not a forbidden word in this family, Hermione.” Hector’s grandmother chuckled. Her silver locks were neatly tucked behind her ears. “Bernardo and Emilio are werewolves. Lucia is a herbalist and so am I and Catalina.” My eyes would’ve fallen off my face by now if not for the constant blinking. I was so shocked it was hard to imagine. My brain had been flipped upside down at this point from all the spinning it had been doing. How was I

To have separate lives away from each other. "What does your friend looks like?" Lancelot asked. "Lucia is fifteen years old lady, bit shorter than me. Long straight black hair and has porcelain skin. She has big brown eyes, and she is very beautiful," I said. "Wait. What are those things?" Lancelot asked while pointing at the man-structured smokes hopping from one corner to another, searching. "That was done by my friend Lucia. She is a white snake summoner that is why she can produce men of white snake. She told them to go and search for his cousin. Remember Orion? The one I told you who just disappeared when there was a mist and a humming voice."

And like a fucking love-sick movie, I caught my female in my arms and crushed my lips against her, kissing her with all the fervor I felt for her without any care that we were still not free from trouble. "Oh, for fuck’s sake! Can you return to your original form? All the while you were fucking her in my form, I was trying not to puke." Lucius grunted. Lucy pulled away from my lips and began giggling. It was like music to my ears. She might be a power she-demon in this world, but she will always be my ‘meek’ Omega, my little bunny… my Luna. My mate. I didn’t say any more words as I shifted back into my own form before a loud hiss filled the cave.

Amara mutters kindly. Amara and I are not close friends, but I have hung out with her and the others in the past. Once a month, Zoe would have a girls’ night where she’d invite some of Azazel’s friends’ mates. It allowed us to hang out without the guys around. All of the women are a different supernatural species. We already know that Zoe is a siren; my sister is descended from oracles, Nevaeh is a Nephilim, Jules is a hunter, and Amara is a Breija. I guess it can be a little intimidating to be around so many powerful women. But none of them act like jerks. In fact, they’re all pretty sweet. Lucifer steps forward and faces the couple. Amara gapes for a moment, making me realize that she migh

It was better this way since I wouldn’t need to seek Nick’s help in going home. After an hour, we reached home, and I walked straight into my uncle’s bedroom to check up on Hermione Averoff! She was the warrior wolf from our enemy pack, the Luceres Pack, and his mate! My uncle had abducted her and held her hostage to teach her twin, Alpha Zephyrus, the leader of the Luceres Pack, a lesson. Despite being the enemy, Hermione or Hera, as she preferred being called, was kind and beautiful. I liked her from the moment I met her.

She was trembling and shrill in my heart. Mommy! Mommy, help me! My breath vanished. I let the herbs slip out of my hand and fled out of the hall. The guards were scampering in all directions, some concealing themselves, others preparing arms. Each roar of Lucius shook the ground, and each roar was stronger than the other. It was his curse that was tearing him apart, making him a creature, something wild, something that could not be controlled. And Harriet was there, alone in our room.