My Hermes System Novels & Stories

Alec Explained. He sat back down before I asked, "People? Who are these people?" Alec opened up his iPad and began to say, "You have a head of security, security guards, your personal assistant, and your very own lawyer. However, we are actively interviewing them now. My master is currently interviewing for the head position of your security team. I think he will promote someone from his team. Someone he can trust. Then that person will recruit four other people they trust. My master has already chosen a lawyer from his team to represent you if you so need it. So, all that's left is the personal assistant position which is our responsibility to find."

He throws his head back and laughs which irks me to no end. "What a feisty lass, you are," he murmurs. "I think Desmond would like her. Don't you think so, Ryan?" The other brute named Ryan shrugs a shoulder. "Maybe we should keep her for ourselves instead." Suddenly, Hercules Heath releases my dad who drops to the floor and turns his full attention on me. "You don't have the twenty-five grand, do you?"

I could do this. "The moment I saw you across the room," Hermes said, his voice oily enough to deep fry a turkey. His silver plated teeth caught the chandelier light and flashed so brightly I had to stop myself from flinching. “I said to myself, ‘Surely Olympus has lost one of its own!’” Oh God. I nodded without a smile. No way was I giving him even a flicker of one; he would take it as an invitation. Men like Hermes operated entirely on delusion and bravado, and unfortunately for me, I’d clearly become his muse for the evening.

"Last time?" Natasha noticed the man who resembled her father how his eyes raised a little when she had caught him on that last part. "Nothing," Hermes quickly brushed it off, instantly changing the subject. "You do know where the last Herald is, right?" "I. . ." Natasha faltered. "It's alright," Hermes said, "the less you don't know the better, because she's coming here." "Who is?" "Elektris." "Man, there's no naming system on the Speedverse, huh. . ." Lucas muttered and Natasha nearly chuckled.

My father insist I find and name a queen before the next harvest moon, which only happens twice a year, so I have about 6 months left to find a Queen or my mother will have me matched with a her best friends daughter, her name is Camille, and I definitely do not want that, she was fun to fool around with on occasion but, I can never have a meaningful conversation with her and being able to share interest and value input with my partner is important to me. We are heading first to the Neptune Moon Pack since it’s the furthest from my kingdom and we’ll work our way back. There have been reports about some odd deaths happening for the past few years, they’ve become more frequent in the last coup

he added looking at his watch. "I'll see you all in a half an hour," . . . . We made our way to the elevator Terrance clicked the button to the correct floor as nervousness washed over me. The box in my hand heavier than I would've liked. "Let me get that," Hunter said laughing I smiled handing him the box.

maybe. ​It wasn't Celeste. ​Every single word I had prepared died right in my throat. ​Hermes walked in. ​His tall, commanding figure loomed in the doorway,he was wearing tailored black trousers and polished black leather shoes, his shirt sleeves rolled carelessly up his forearms to reveal his veins and tense muscle. ​The first two buttons of his shirt were left open. ​His eyes locked onto mine. ​“Princess.”

“Okay, Peaches.” And he hung up. I stared at the dark screen, jaw clenched. Was he doing this on purpose? Trying to piss me off? I turned to Adonis, whose lips were pressed tight like he was holding in laughter. He shrugged. Then gestured upward. “What’s your decision, Miss Hayes?” I followed his gaze and there he was. Hermes, leaning against a high balcony, hand in his suit pocket, phone in the other, staring at me from behind impossibly long lashes.

Isn’t this his whole show? “Where’s he going?” I mutter, my eyes narrowing as I follow his movement. Trix is still fending off a couple of gunmen, his wolf instincts sharp and dangerous, but I can’t look away from Salcom. My gut twists. There’s something off, something more sinister happening here. And then I see him. Hermes. “What the…” My voice trails off as my heart sinks. Hermes. Alpha of the Nardoos. But there he is, standing amidst everything happening, completely untouched, like the violence happening around him doesn’t exist. Salcom walks straight up to him, calm and deliberate, and I swear I see Hermes smile.

"The house is ready and furnished. All they need to do is move in." "Why does it feel like I know exactly where you're talking about?" He questioned. "Because you do." She smiled. "Let's go." She got back into the car. Eugene smiled and got in after her and closed the door. "Take us to Landmark estate please." She said to the driver. "Yes ma'am." The driver started the car and honked once for the security man to open the gate which he did and he drove out of the compound.