Not Me Not Hermione You Mga Nobela at Kwento

Since Hermione’s leg injury had just healed, she could not move properly yet. In addition, her cultivation base was initially inferior to Ynes’, so how could she be a match for Ynes? Alex hurriedly intervened and blocked Ynes. He turned around and asked Hermione. “Do you know her?” Hermione had Alex’s help, so she stood fearlessly behind him and said, “Of course I know her. She thinks she’s some kind of Holy Maiden and is full of herself. She’s waiting for a good offer so that she can sell herself for a good price!”

After three years in a long-distance relationship, I went straight to the courthouse as soon as my flight landed, ready to marry Willow Payne. Instead, she showed up holding a newborn baby. Without a trace of guilt, she placed the baby in my arms. "This is Rachel, my daughter with Preston. You can raise her from now on." My mind went blank. Standing beside her, my childhood friend, Preston Webb, burst out laughing. "Willow and I got drunk one night, and one thing led to another. We ended up sleeping together. Your time working out of town is finally over, and now you get to come home and be a dad. Hell of a surprise, right?" I stared at them. "Do you seriously think this is funny?"

When she opened the door, she was surprised to see a group of men in his office. All of them turned to her, including Carson and Ji. She was flustered that she forgot that the meeting was today. She immediately bowed her head. "Good morning. I'm sorry, I'm late." "Oh, it's fine sweetie. Carson wanted us to finish before you come." Ji responded with a smirk on his face. She immediately started preparing coffee. She knew everyone in the room as all of these men are the board members of Lee Technology.

Hermione isn't here. Sitting up, I quickly step out of bed. Hermione has been gone since last night, but at the back of my head I assumed she was dealing with business elsewhere, pretending to be me in my absence. Not to mention, I was distracted last night by the book that was given to me by Damon. All to keep low...

She couldn't think anything other than her pain which is increasing inch by inch. Chandrasekhar gasped loudly seeing his son Sandy in the competition too. Who is that girl and how she easily manages to enter his family without his knowledge. He mentally noted to have a check on that girl.

"Because data is the antidote to fear, Lucian. Once I understand the boundaries of a system, I stop reacting to the unknown and start analyzing the facts. You gave me facts. Now give me the rest." A faint, beautifully dark smirk touched his lips, a sudden flash of that ancient, untouchable prince returning to his features. "You are an extraordinary creature, Yolande. Most mortals would be begging for an extraction protocol or a clean wipe of their memory ledger. You are sitting here demanding an anatomical breakdown of an abomination."

My phone chimes in response. I glanced at the screen notification and saw it was a recording file. “At least listen to her side,” was all Damen said before walking around the house and returning to his mansion. I stayed a minute longer, staring into the woods while wondering how a weak and wolf-less Selene had such powerful allies. ” Maybe if you gave her a chance, you would have seen how perfectly matched she was for us!” Morpheus yells, giving me a headache. I ignore the comment and return to the mansion, where my Gamma awaits.

"Could I have everyone's attention, please, to serve as witnesses?" I stood tall, my posture straight, and cast a calm, unwavering glance around the room. Then, to everyone's shock, I took off the wedding ring that had sat on my left ring finger for years, casually placing it on the dinner table. "Life is about fate, not relationships," I said, my voice steady, showing no emotion. "I've been holding onto the title of Mrs. Gunn and clinging to Jason for seven years, and I know that's not right. You no longer need to refer to Ms. Ferguson as his girlfriend behind my back. From now on, she will truly be his girlfriend."

Emily lowered her head and continued, "I shouldn't have gotten in the way of you and Yohan's lives, and I definitely shouldn't have let money tempt me into becoming Julian's piano teacher." I replied, "My divorce with Yohan is definitely not because of you, so you don't have to blame yourself. I know you're not that type of person." I still owed Emily a favor. Back in sophomore year, she had joined our class briefly. At that time, Emily was considered one of the prominent heiresses in Jyndale, yet she was never arrogant or boastful. She had always greeted people with a warm smile, having a secure identity of herself. At 17, I was vain and eager to fit into Yohan's circle. I was often mocked

She says slyly. I shoot her a glare. Franco turns to me. "Yeah. Shack up with an Alpha." I smack his arm as he laughs. I turn to Fiona. "I'm not Luna material." Her eyes meet mine. "I don't know. You look good with an Alpha on your arm.' She winks. I squint my eyes at her, telling her to knock it off. Franco crosses his arms and turns. "This Alpha getting all serious with you?"