Hermione Lucius Ao3 Novels & Stories

My eyes were focused on the people being tortured but I couldn't see them, my mind was wondering what Aurora was doing and how she was fairing. Was she sleeping already? Was she silently crying? I was losing my mind not being able to help her. “It was Beatrice Lycan,” I was pulled out of my deep thoughts when Diana tapped me on the shoulder, “It was Beatrice Queen Diana, it is was her I promise.” “Who is Beatrice?” I questioned, the guards stopped torturing them and some of them pointed at the lady by the edge. “How do you know it's her doing?” Diana question while my eyes were locked on the Beatrice.

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."

Lucian teased. "ewww, Lu, can you just keep the details of you two's sexual escapade out of my hearing?" Hera said, rolling her eyes. Tys and Kimi laughed delightfully. "oh really, you didn't think about that when you and Tys were busy with your P.D.A some minutes ago" Lucian complained. Hera scoffed "just stop with the details, that's all I want" she said, rolling her eyes. "yeah, I caught you, admit it, Herr" Lucian said, laughing at her.

Lucien’s pov We make it halfway down the corridor towards the exit before three witches block our path. The leader Hilda leans against the wall, all red curls and smile. She’s been chasing me since first year. “Lucien,” she purrs, “you’re back. I was starting to think you had forgotten us.” “Hard to forget someone who hexed my last girlfriend’s hair blue.” She laughs softly. “You should thank me. She looked better that way.” “Tragic you couldn’t find one to make your personality better.”

His scent made her almost purr in delight, and she clenched her thighs, trying so hard not to give anything away. It annoyed her a great deal that her body reacted even at the slightest interaction between them. "You head to the sorceress's place, and you would ask her to make you the Werewolf Silver Potion. Is that clear now?" Of course he had heard it the first time, but hearing it again made it seem more... Neither his thoughts nor words could fully express just how dangerous her mind works. The door burst open. "What is going on here?" Their heads snapped to the door immediately. Horrified to find King Lucien standing there with a rather curious expression on his face.

The weight of fractured relationships settled upon my shoulders, a heavy burden I had carried for far too long. With a measured nod, I acknowledged Lucy's words, concealing the rawness of my emotions. "Lucy," I murmured, my voice barely above a whisper, "tell me more about this book. What does it reveal about the Lycan Lord?" Lucy hesitated for a moment, her eyes shifting with uncertainty. "Well," she began cautiously, "the book tells a story of a powerful witch named Selene. According to the legend, she placed a curse on one of the Lycan Lords."

Immediately, her heart soared and she knew that one day, we would be bonded and she wouldn’t be alone any more. Flashes of my life flicker before my eyes, flashes of Aolis, walking alone in the forest, then flashes of me walking alone in the same forest. Me at the axolotl pool, me talking to GoldMoon, me trying to heal Dominic, me freeing the trolls from the earth, me stepping in front of Lorelai's lightning to save Aolis. With each memory, Lucero’s love for me has grown. Her love for me is as strong as the love I feel from Hera and from Aolis. I am hers and she is mine. We are one.

He ignores me, slitting his palm as he touch my temple "I, Eros Nathaniel Anathos, future Lord of the Black Cat Coven, reject you, Hermione Circe Crofus as my mate and future lady of my coven." A powerful force suddenly lifts me from the ground and throws me hardly to a wall. Black dots covers my vision... the last thing I heard was his retreating steps.

“It’s only Darren for me. And I need you to bring him back. They won’t let me leave, so I need you to find him.” “I’ll find him for you.” Dayanara’s voice came from behind me. “Pluto and I will find him for you.” “Guess I’m stuck with Hermione again.” “Really? How about a thank you for getting the poison out of your blood?! You know you haven’t thanked me once. You just bark orders as if I should oblige them. Maybe I won’t take you with me at all. You’ll only get in my way.” Dayanara snorted and brushed past Lyle, walking ahead behind Squall.

So, I reached for the small mini bar on the side and took a small bottle of alcohol, and had it directly. It was bitter n acidic just like the way I felt right now. “But you have to understand that she is just a werewolf…what do they call them? Rogues? Omegas?” “No idea. She could be both or neither. She was a daughter of the beta couple but now she is mine” It felt odd…calling her mine. Nymeria got up from her seat and replied, “My magic is not that potent. After all, I am only half a siren, a hybrid. I doubt if it was enough to give her a glimpse of Ivan’s power.”