Hermione Scabior Novels & Stories

I couldn’t believe my ears when she confirmed my theory of the scavenger changed by living energy, and that this event had put it —him— on the way to becoming what some called a half-breed demon, with the skill to live attached to living humans and manipulate them to get his daily fix of negative vibes. “In any other circumstance, I’d approve of what Brandon Price did. Kujo would’ve literally eaten him alive in five years tops, so he really needed to get rid of it. And I’m not sure he knew how the ritual worked when he accepted to perform it. Surely the witch involved only told him it would sever the attachment.” “Were you able to find out anything about it?”

“Trust me, Alex isn’t bad, and enough of the Slytherin bashing. Plus, you’re the one wearing the skin of the humans’ belief in the good mage.” Siobhanny covered her face with her hands and burst into sobs. “How could I’ve been so wrong, prejudiced, fill in your own boring blank?” She peeked up through her — crocodile — tears, and I crossed my arms. “It’s almost like sorcereses haven’t been waging war with mages for centuries or being attacked by wolves.” I snorted. “When were you attacked by a wolve?” Harry’s robes bled into a scarlet hood, when a wicker basket now swung over a slender arm. I gaped at the butthole LLRH, as she slyly studied me back.

His head snaps towards my direction his empty grey eyes stare at me I jump scared tripping on the bedside table that makes a loud bang falling on my butt I could hear heavy footsteps rushing this way I hurry picked up the table and rush the way I came as I slide the window shut I hear the door open "Repbisni ti emirale" i hurry to say not caring if I was heard or not, I run as fast as my legs could take me,my whole body buzzing,I jump through the portal falling on my knees my legs turned jelly as I emptied my stomach of it's contents on the sand suddenly breathing felt hard every breath feeling like poison,my eyes widened in realization KIMORA had returned…

Her eyes turned completely white. From her woman like voice, it changed into voices of different ages and gender. An old man, a child, and a lady’s voice came out of her mouth when she spoke. “The time has come, that when the moon blankets the sun, the Herald of the embodiment of evil shall be crowned as Queen. A woman with bright purple eyes,” Cassiopeia said. Taylor turned her gaze to Felix, “amethyst eyes,” she said. “The crown will grant her powers beyond her forefathers and shall bring chaos and peril to us all. She shall come to destroy our land and the away the heart of Nuella Sangre.” Stefan and Taylor turned their gaze to Felix once more.

Nezeira, a little surprised and shocked at the same time replied, “You know me?” The lady, “Our Alpha instructed that if one day a stranger arrives at Ember-Hollow and proves to be more powerful than any then it will be the Princess of Vladmore.” Nezeira, still holding Requiem, unsheathed narrowed her eyes, and spoke, “You have an Alpha? But you are not a vaewolf or a lycan. You are a sorceress.” The lady, “Princess is truly uniquely gifted. I am a humage. My name is Kiobe.”

a voice then asked, catching Scarlett’s attention. She was an elderly lady, her grey fuzzy hair sticking out in all sorts of places. She even had some herbs hanging from her belt, tying together her ragged looking clothes. Honestly, though I felt bad stereotyping her, she really did look like some kind of witch. A thought that made me a little nervous. “I’m looking for a book, or maybe some kind of magic to...,” Scarlett started, only her words drifted as she thought on how best to describe the situation. “...To help someone who has been possessed by an otherworldly entity.”

It was nothing like my Lyra. My head swam as Xio stirred. He was demanding, needing. My eyes scanned the crowd of witches, searching, until I saw her. She was standing at the back of the group, nearly hidden by a taller witch. She was small and delicate, with long, dark hair that cascaded down her back like a waterfall. Her eyes where the color of Zircon. They immediately locked with mine, and a look of utter shock flashed across her face before she quickly looked away.

A howling wind, born of nothing, ripped through the sealed room, tearing at the curtains and sending small objects flying. Cordelia stumbled back, the dagger faltering in her grip. Shock and a genuine flicker of fear twisted her face. "You...!" "You used me!" Elara screamed, scrambling off the bed with a strength she hadn't had in years. "All my life! You made me into this... this monster!" Cordelia's shock turned into cold, burning rage. "Foolish girl! I was forging you into something greater! Saving you from your own weakness!" The door burst open. Liam stood frozen, his face a pale mask of confusion and dawning horror, taking in the impossible scene: Elara, alive and defiant; me, a terrif

As JK in that very moment and time realizes that he is within the future and the loop of seventh. “Interesting.” Now from the knocking sound of death and blood in between, the cursed book that the other holds are paving the road to the different, yet the same tragic blood end that ‘HE’ paid with and they must complete. “It is about to start.” She coldly whispers as a slowly swirling hole of darkness was formed inches away, but specifically and directly unto her eyes. She coldly smiles bowing as she reached her hands near and towards the pale hands that are slowly emerging from the hole with the distinct mark around its writs indicating a guardian's symbol of Scorpio, yet more than that.

The officer's gaze was fixed on her, fear enveloping him, paralyzing him as he weighed his options. His eyes remained glued to Scarlett, his mind spiraling in terror. Her transformation was beyond anything he had ever witnessed. Her body twisted, limbs elongating and reshaping into grotesque forms. Her skin shimmered into a sleek, metallic gray, and her claws elongated into sharp blades. Her yellow eyes burned with primal ferocity, and a deep, rumbling growl resonated from her throat. The patrol car's metallic frame began to contort and twist as if it had a life of its own. The officer's door creaked open, and he was yanked out, floating in mid-air by an invisible force.