Hermione Tortured Novels & Stories

She placed it in front of her as her back leg kicked off the ground and flew to the front, taking a slower step to create suspense. “No… no… don’t come… cough… closer…” Hercules’s bloated face felt like it had almost exploded. A sudden adrenaline rush hit his head and his eyes felt like they saw dozens of Shadow. “No… no… I am sorry.” Hermes dragged his butt backward, the cold sweat had fallen on his cheeks. As for Perseus, he was already short of breath at his spot. “No… you don’t get it. If You were a normal person, I will only use mental torture. You know… the usual.” Her lackluster voice was somehow heartless than before.

Hermione was a sly woman who would do anything to get what she wanted, I believed my mate but it still hurt that she had something to say and she was not proven wrong at all. I sat casually on my seat behind my desk and threw my head back, lost in more thoughts. Hermoine's voice rang continuously iny head and I struggled to concentrate on anything. I shut my link but the voices would not stop, they were from my memory, from my subconscious mind, from my deepest fears rooted in my soul. A repeat of what I had suffered in Chester's Pack already. "No! Not again!" I screamed alone in my office as I gripped the table for support.

“I fully expect him to burst into flames mid dance and declare his undying love for me. I even brought a bottle of water, just in case.” Hermione laughed at my joke, but it was cold and hollow, like the kind of laughter villains have before spiking the hero's drink with cheap poison. She glared at me, but before she could let out anymore words, I walked past them. If I had stayed any longer, then I would have “accidentally” dropped a tinge of my latest potion that was bound to have her itching uncontrollably for the rest of the night.

I'm staring into nothing now while doing laundry, when I look at the panties I'm washing, it's got a hole in it. I frowned. "There wasn't a hole earlier, was it?" I just shook my head and lightly slapped my cheek. I closed my eyes tightly because soap was applied to my two eyes. Sh*t, I forgot that I still have soap on my hand! "What the hell! Unlucky me!" I want to cry because my eyes are hurting. Hubby is not here yet, no one will help me.

Katherine thrashed around in Eloise's arms and punched her in the face before kicking Rebecca in the side of the face. Rebecca snapped at that and grabbed Katherine, and Caroline was on the other side of the table where Katherine was, and she and Rebecca began to beat Katherine together. "Why must you lot always do this?" Hermione complained in her weak voice as she stomped her feet and Caroline backhanded her. Hermione literally flew to the other side of the room.

Is she okay? Jacob stared at her coldly. "Shouldn't you already know the answer to that?" She froze, and a flicker of guilt flashed in her eyes. "Jacob, I don't understand what you're talking about." He grabbed her by the shoulders and shouted, "You ordered them to torture her behind my back! You did this to her!" She tried to lie again. "Wait. Jacob, let me explain! It's not what you think—" "Shut up!" He glared at her.

I mean, what if it turns out she is a demon and just doesn't know that I'm the soon to become mother of the demon child. Everything is still a horror to me. "That's odd. Usually the demons will always make sure that their victims know the reason for which they are being hunted." The herbal woman said. "Well, as for me. I didn't get any reason from them. I just wish they would stop all this. It's been a great torture on me and I'm tired. I don't even know what happened that brought me here." I replied. "About that, the one that removed that memory. It was necessary for me to do so. If I didn't, it would take so much more a long time for you to recover." The herbal woman replied.

When Luna told Hermione that, she immediately got a startled expression. Her mind screamed for her to deny it, but the words caught in her throat as if tangled in a web of emotions that refused to let go. She gasped in disbelief, her voice barely above a whisper, "What the hell . . .?" "See? You're not Artemis, it's true—" Hermione pulled a dagger from her pocket and stabbed Luna in the neck before she could continue her sentence. Luna was silent because her face had morphed into a savage wolf's. Hermione's eyes bulged in shock as the crimson liquid splattered across her face. Her throat tightened as she swallowed hard, the taste of fear lingering on her tongue.

She twisted free and struck him across the face with a small metal piece hidden in her palm. Noah fell against the wall. Lucas clutched the box and the flash drive. “Noah!” Adrian caught Mrs. Vale by the wrist again. “Who did you call?” She smiled through her pain. “I did not need to call anyone. The chip called them the moment he opened Daniel’s box.” Lucas’s breath stopped. Adrian looked at Lucas’s ribs, and the horror in his eyes was real. The footsteps came closer. Marcus’s voice rose from below. “Sir!”

“Because of you, he had me insulted, belittled, discarded! Because of you, he threw five special years in the mud. Because of you, I mean nothing to him now.” “I have no idea what you are talking about.” Reign simply said and took several steps behind, leaving ample space between them. “Maybe you’ve got the wrong girl here.” “Don’t patronize me! I am not an imbecile. I know it’s you. Hermoine Reign Angelis.” Reign flinched upon hearing her full name. “You are the daughter of Alpha Zander Angelis and future Alpha of the Diamond Stone Pack. You and your entire family are murderers! You connived and had the Supreme Luna killed, that’s why you are here. That’s why he brought you here to become h