Hestia Harry Potter Novels & Stories

Like I’m a king or something. “You are destined for the throne, Lucas.” I stopped laughing. I’m destined to rule the Underworld? Isn’t that like greek mythology shit? Is she gonna tell me my real father’s Hades next? I burst out laughing again. It really is the funniest thing I’ve ever heard. People in the diner started looking at us. Mismaia just looked at me, she looked annoyed. “Okay. Let’s say I believe you. How am I the rightful heir? Aren’t we twins? How do you know which one is which? Or we’re not identical. Is that how?” I rambled on.

Hecate said, complimenting Hestia, and all can Hestia do is blush. Then Hestia gave Hecate a sweet smile through the mirror then reply. "Thank you, love." She replied, grateful. Then Hecate pulled away her arms from Hestia's waist, so she can start putting on some clothes. [Hecate] I walked inside our walk-in closet and I can Hestia, admiring herself, in front of the whole body mirror. She's wearing a grey Hollow out one-piece swimsuit. I just stood to the side, just admiring her from afar. Then she tied her hair up into a messy bun, making her more beautiful.

“Hmmm?" "Who is Keira?"

I asked Sheena so I can prepare to face that moron again. "Exactly after an hour" "Alright then, just tell me what to do" I don't even know where to go or what's the meeting all about. "Mr. Laurier will come before the meeting to guide you," Sheena said and left. Oh great! Why everything's happening against my will? I'm currently fixing myself when someone knocked on my door. "Come in," I said while putting some powder on my face "I thought I still have an hour to prepare?" I asked Zach with coldness on my face. I need to show this man that I am not affected. I need to show him that I already forgot everything, about how is us before.

She was stalling. “I will show you,” Iris made Athena stand up and dragged her to a separate room, and Azazel followed. She opened the door revealing a little girl of about seven years. Athena and Azazel were stumped. Iris stood ashamed. Athena and Azazel looked at each other in astoundment. While Azazel understood what was happening, Athena still lacked emotional processing of the situation. The little girl had blonde hair and hazel eyes, pretty as the other two ladies in the room. She immediately got down and ran toward Iris, hugging her waist, “Is she Theia, Mom?” the girl asked, knocking the breath out of Athena and Azazel.

She dropped the keys slowly before backing away. "You aren't going to kill me?" She asked. "What? Why would I do that to you?” I asked, surprised. “You would prefer that?” I continued, not quite sure why she would ask me that. "If you go up ahead on your right there's some stairs down the hall, they'll take you to the exit point," She said but I knew better than to trust her or anyone around here. "Oh well, Nope, I've already got my exit," I said as I pointed to the open window, making the girl look at me in disbelief.

I am all alone in this existence. The jolts and bumps of the carriage, the regular clops of hooves against sun-baked ground, grow on me rapidly. I find solace in the thought that the ride won't be very lengthy in spite of everything. Given the proximity of Agnarys' domain, Hestenia, to Gahndor, the journey ought to take no more than several hours. We are actually among the territories nearest to Gahndor. Each noble house in Raelia has a domain that they control and defend. When Mother and Father are unable to fulfill their obligations, my older brother Jason will assume Hestenia's tasks. Still, despite we officially possess this territory, every piece of land is ruled by Gahndor. That's just

Direct “The one at your father’s office.” Livia paused. Thinking. Then Her eyes widened slightly. “The one from today?” “Yes.” A small silence followed. “I don’t know him,” Livia said slowly. Mrs. Voss let out a quiet breath. “You should.” That alone Caught Livia’s attention. Her mother leaned back slightly. Watching her. “That was Kael Hawthorne.” The name dropped Heavy. Livia’s brows pulled together. “Hawthorne…” she repeated softly. It sounded familiar. Very familiar.

She wore a simple, charcoal-grey suit and carried a small, pulsating amber cube. ​"Alpha Rhea. Apex Elias," the woman said. Her voice was calm, but it lacked the artificial warmth of Chancellor Valerius. "I am Hestia. I am not here for an audit, a harvest, or a treaty. I am here to deliver a 'Notice of Obsolescence.'" ​"More Council riddles?" Rhea asked, her hand dropping to the hilt of her dagger.

“ One more thing. You aren't allowed to leave the pack territory anymore... not until your suitors arrive, and you are to do anything that Darius tells you to because he is the heir now. Is that clear?“ Hestia didn't respond, prompting Randur to frown in displeasure. “ I said is that clear!?“ He said in a voice so loud both Darius and Hestia flinched. Hestia clenched her fist and nodded, her eyes were empty. “ Yes, Alpha.“ She said this before running to her room and shutting the door behind. With more tears streaming down her face, her back slowly slid across the surface of the door before touching the ground. She hugged her knees and wept. She saw something with her peripheral vision. It w