Hermoine Novels & Stories

If Christopher were not prepared, their secrets might have been exposed. "Who's the woman always standing next to Mr. Chronos? Something between her and Mr. Chronos is fishy." "About her... She's said to be Mr. Chronos's sister. Her name is Hestia Deschamps." 'Hestia...' Christopher's eyes dimmed, and he shook his head briefly. "Something just doesn't add up. Mr. Chronos has already rescued Sherese, so how many sisters does he have? This lady must be up to something."

Luca, on the other hand, followed me behind my back. Charlotte seemed to have a rather surprised reaction. “Greetings, Charlotte and… her mother, Ophelia Maine,” I said, slightly bowing towards them. Ophelia was mesmerized to see my appearance. “My, what a fine lad you are. May I inquire what business you have towards us?” She asked, observing me from left to right. I chuckled at her remarks and looked at the blushing Charlotte beside her. It seems like the princess didn’t expect that I’ll be showing my presence to her mom. “Pardon me for interrupting your talk. My name’s Damien Yves Etienne—” “Oh my! I heard of you, and your accomplishments!”

That alone is enough to let Auntie Charlie deflect them with her shield without getting scorched. Then—another goddess appears beside us. It’s hard to look at her, not because she’s frightening, but because she changes. One moment a young woman in blue. Then a pregnant mother in red. Then an old woman cloaked in black. Hecate. “We’ll handle Alecto,” Hecate says, gesturing to the insectile one. “You all take Megaera.” She nods toward the others sprinting across the bridge—Meredith, Gael, Hakeem. Nora, Edward, Jareth climbing the stairs. Citra, Michael, Jaiden exiting the tunnel. And behind them—Isaac, Lacy, Odysseus.

The King stood wiping slobber of his face. "Damn mutts." He mumbled as Kari and Merida laughed. "Uncle Hubert." Kari said greeting the man with blue hair which looked like the flames of a bunsen burner. "You look just like her you know?" He asked. "Like who?" Kari responded. "Queen Alexandria. I am sure you are her reincarnation." "I didn't see it until you pointed it out." Merida said. "She does, and I can't say Grant doesnt look to far from King Cedric either."

Serene remarked, her touch gentle yet laden with ancient wisdom. Hazel, filled with fear and curiosity, greeted Serene with a low, hesitant voice. "Hello to you too, ma'am. I am Hazel, a doctor here." "A human healer in a supernatural world? No wonder," Serene replied as if she had known Hazel all her life. A spark of recognition danced in her eyes. "Hazel, a name tied to gold, isn't it?" Her eyes held a depth of understanding that transcended the ordinary. "A fitting name for someone with a touch of magic, my dear."

And King Galen isn't much different. I'm going to ask her to explain when there's a quick knock on the door. It opens a few moments later, and an elderly woman glances inside. Her face is lined with wrinkles that come from frowning too much, and her blonde hair is full of grey strands. Her slate-grey eyes locate mine, and as she fixes her stare on me, a shudder runs up my spine. We just look at each other for a little while. She then grinned. "Miss. Agnarys, you're here. Good. My name is Greta, and I am the Head Maid." She beckons as she moves outside. "Come, child, follow me. Miss Greenwood will finish packing away your stuff while you're gone."

But I followed him. I could not stay behind. Outside the gates stood a tall man with a thick skin and deep blue eyes. Alpha Kael. He looked even stronger than the last time I saw him. Alpha power was already smelling on his body and he was breathing like thunder. His eyes found me immediately right there as I got lost in thought. “Annie,” his voice cut across the room. “I have come for my mate and my pups.” The woods went silent for a while. I felt another kind of power as Damon touched me.

He was certain of it. Carmen's gaze shifted to Hecate, her smile widening. "And who is this beautiful creature, Your Majesty? You must introduce us." "This is Hecate," Maddox said, watching Hecate's face. "She is the queen's healer. She has been instrumental in Odette's recovery." "Hecate." Carmen repeated the name as if tasting it. "What an unusual name." Hecate inclined her head, her expression unchanged. "It is a pleasure to meet you, Luna Carmen. Alpha Erebus."

He avoided my gaze, busying himself with straightening a stack of books on the small table between us. Chloe, however, met my eyes, her expression a mixture of concern and unspoken understanding. "She… she was quite a force, wasn't she?" Chloe’s voice was soft, almost a whisper, as if she were afraid of disturbing some unseen entity. "A force is one way to put it," I said, a wry smile playing on my lips. "More like a category five hurricane in human form." Earnest chuckled, a sound that was meant to be reassuring but felt a little strained to my ears. "She certainly made an impression," he conceded, his gaze flicking towards Liam and Chloe. "You two know her?"

The day the new Pack House was finished, my mother, Aria, the Luna, announced the room assignments. Every space in the three-story mansion was claimed. The top floor was the Alpha and Luna’s suite. The room next to it—the biggest, the most beautiful, with moonstones embedded in the walls to soothe a wolf’s soul—was for Chloe. Chloe’s father died ten years ago in the Blood Moon War. He sacrificed himself to save my brother, Jasper. After that, my family adopted her. The whole pack treated her like a hero’s orphan, protecting her at all costs. I traced the blueprints with my finger. Room by room. My name wasn't there. I asked my mother. She paused, then spoke in that gentle, matter-of-fact ton