Hermione Scabior Novels & Stories

“The study. With ivory letter openers and globes and shit.” B tiptoed through the kitchen into the well-appointed foyer where he’d been greeted by WY’s mystical creature of a sister. The study sat on one side of the entryway, closed off by two double doors with ornate scrollwork. Carvings of snakes intertwined with fawns, men intertwined with women, and vines choking all of them ran from top to bottom. B put his hand on the doorknob and let his other hand run up the back of a snake wrapped around a woman’s torso. She was turned away from B, with her exposed rear protruding from the door. The pointed light of the headlamp reflected off of her backside. B let his palm rest on her rear and his

Lily, who wasn't sure what was happening, began to panic in her head, calling out to the system that was hiding away in the corner of her mind. "What now? Why is she vomiting black liquid?" As the system heard her words, its reluctantly came back out and began explaining. {The serum I gave you is a healing serum made by a great physician. It can heal any minor disease and wash out the toxins in the body. It is usually not free, you have to buy it with upgrade points next time so keep that one safe!} "Then what is the black thing? Answer me quickly!" She demanded while being roughly handled by Jasmine.

I commanded and she slammed the door open irritatingly, but slow down her legs looking at the darkness in the room, stepping in hesitatingly she bent forward to see around, I controlled myself, from laughing out as I found her to be so funny right now. I pushed the door close behind her she jolted at once, so the incredible Queen Luli fears darkness too. What this girl did to me, even her stupidity looked cute to me. I bit my lip and lunged at her from the back, she had been working in the kitchen for so long, and her dress was drenched in her sweat, but even her smell was luring me, I filled my lungs with her scent closing my eyes. I was about to kiss her neck but soon I smelt jasmine I jer

I see a nightmare. Her skin is gone, replaced by shimmering, iridescent black scales that seem to swallow the light. Her eyes aren't brown; they are massive, unblinking orbs of molten gold with vertical black slits for pupils. A long, forked tongue flickers between lips that are jagged and dark. She has somehow, become a demon, a monster. A familiar one. Before I can even react, she is just Dr. Scyla again. But my heart is hammering against my ribs like a trapped bird, and my eyes feel blurry. I blink hard, trying to stabilize myself, and shove her hand away.

But then, the scent hits me. Usually, June smells like sweet vanilla and sun-ripened peaches, a scent so innocent and beautiful it makes my teeth ache. But today, right now, it’s evolved. Beneath the sweetness, there is something deep, primordial, and terrifyingly powerful bleeding through. It smells like crackling ozone before a massive, destructive storm, mixed with ancient, sun-warmed amber. It's the unmistakable scent of a lineage that has survived for millennia, and it hits my wolf like a physical blow to the chest. ‘Mine. Queen. Power,’ Damian snarls, his claws practically raking the inside of my soul as he tries to surge forward and kneel before her.

Marcus had it all, clean, in a book, under his daughter's forged name. "There," Zariah said quietly, reading over my shoulder, her breath at my jaw. She'd gone into the flat professional register, but I could hear the strain under it. "That's a RICO predicate. And that. And, God, that's a pattern, that's not one enterprise, that's a whole-" She stopped. "Keep going."

Unknown P. O. V Hector made every rogue leave the room. "Did you see anything Gia ".Hector asked impatiently. " Yes though I have not seen her face but only the eyes .she is his mate. This girl is the daughter of the tribrid and the soul inside her is the fifth daughter of Selene".

Torches burned in iron brackets on the walls, casting dancing shadows that made everything look like a nightmare. And everywhere I looked, there were eyes. Dozens of them. Hundreds. Glowing in the darkness between the pillars. Watching me. "Ah, the half-blood awakens." A voice echoed from somewhere above. I looked up and saw a balcony circling the room. On it stood a woman with silver hair and skin so pale she looked like she had been carved from ice. She was beautiful in the way a frozen lake was beautiful—stunning, but capable of killing you if you stepped wrong.

Her gaze seared the sky, one eyebrow arched in defiance. “Suit yourself…” Her voice dripped with venom. “Do with me as you wish, let them torment. And if I finally succumb, let them roast me like carrion. Descend to earth, so you can feast upon my flesh, and share it with thy messengers of darkness.” As the last words left her lips, thunder boomed, startling her into a step backward. She dropped her gaze and started walking slowly towards Hierós Klōbós. Hierós Klōbós was an old sacred cage, meant for locking up lust wolves to drain their dark powers. But she’d been sleeping there since she was ten because Luna Cheyenne believed she had a demonic energy.

Hello, Future Generations. My name is Saber. I’m the current Queen-to-be of the Fox Skulk (Foxes have Skulks like wolves have packs). I understand if this is a new concept to you or if you think that this book you have found can’t be real. I mean, Fox Skulk? Fox Shifters? Magic? If you’re a normal human living your mundane life, I’m sorry, but I’m about to blow the lid off everything you know.