Romans & histoires Hermione/narcissa

“Hana, I’ll send you home. It’s already late.” “But, Oppa, We’re still having fun!” Nauen protested. “She can sleep here with me.” “No. She needs to go home, Naeun. Your pretty unnie is already exhausted. Sleeping beauties have to rest, remember?” “But she’s no sleeping beauty. She doesn’t need a prince charming to save her. She’s Hermione and can save even her friends. See…” pointing at him with her wand, “she saved you.” “I can’t contest. Hana has magic tricks up her sleeves, and I’m under her spell.” He winked, and Naeun lifted her with the matter-of-fact look.

But with having Soma by my side, would force the people to accept me whether they liked it or not. Searching through the books I was getting mad. I knew the answer was somewhere, and I knew Nathaniel wouldn't be willing to share it. I had to figure out a way to get him to tell me what they used and if I could undo it, or modify it so her Lycan comes to the surface long enough so I could talk to her and she could help me the rest of the way. “You’re not going to find it.” Nathaniel mind-linked at me. “We didn’t use the spells in any of those books, the old witch is long dead now and you will never be able to figure it out.”

Caroline, a she-wolf who has been considered a monster since she was a child, can she break the tragedy spell and find her MATE?

“My name is Neala. That is my sister Rezona, and my other sister Ileana. Those two are Norlina and Iris, the witches of the Dark Lord,” one of them introduced. They were all beautiful in their own way, though they didn’t look all that related. Neala and Ileana have the same long black hair, but Neala has blue eyes and Ileana has hazel eyes. Rezona has slightly dark brown hair and grey eyes. Iris and Norlina both had blood red hair and the eyes to match, and their skin is flawless.

My mind went back to that moment in the woods when I laid eyes on her for the first time. Me and my inner circle were going to visit the Grey’s pack; which were actually now a part of the Crescent Moon, before sunrise. I wanted to check on a few things before the submission ceremony. We were running separately from each other, as I needed some space and quiet to gather my conflicted thoughts. That’s when I saw her.

I don’t know how to react though but I still managed to smile at her, letting her know that I’m slightly confused. She sighed before talking. “Let me talk to your parents later. There is something they need to know, something that they should’ve done years ago. You’re a special girl Crystal. I know you know what I’m talking about.” She left me dumbfounded. What was that? I don’t know what she’s talking about and now it bothers me. Is it something to worry about? I felt my heart clench a little when I remembered that Nana Alona can read a person’s ability without looking at their sign. She knows that I’m not just a mere Black wizard and I’m far more than that because of my ice powers. I gentl

An invasion of the mind was common to wolves, telepathic links were what bound packs together but the Mente Compartida was a much more dangerous ritual. She looked to her father and nodded her head, he nodded back in understanding before turning. She faced the Alpha’s, equal looks of anger and fear in their eyes at the forgotten challenge. She ignored them and turned back to the male who kneeled before her. “I have shown you mercy. More than your father ever gave to my people,” She said to him. He met her eyes and sucked in a breath as their gazes connected. Silver and sapphire blue. Her beast locked tightly away under her skin, pushed to the back of her mind. She walked past him and let her

My life started like all hope was over but thanks to my friends and my mate,I was able to overcome all obstacles. I didn't let being a female hinder my ability from being the best version of myself I could be. I pulled away from the kiss with my mate and turned over to look at penny. "Congratulations, Emerald ,you are now the Queen of dark magic." Penny said handing me my magic wands. The End

She had striking, brilliant golden hair, and eyes that were a piercing, unmistakable mix of green and blue. Beside her stood a man named Rain, his face etched with grim determination as he fought off Draco's guards. The vision shifted rapidly, flooding my mind with ancient prophecies. This girl... her name was Elle. She was the destined downfall of the Witches of the Woods, a force that would tear my beloved coven apart—but she was also the ultimate weapon, the only soul powerful enough to finally kill my mother, Isolde.

Some thing was about to happen; she could sense it. Beside her, her loyal companion, a majestic black wolf named Luna, her grandmother, exhibited a restlessness of her own. The fur on her back stood on end, her keen eyes scanning the surroundings with an intensity matching Emily's own unease. Luna Malfoy had always been attuned to Emily's emotions, and now her wolf instincts seemed to amplify the growing strangeness in the air.