Novel & Cerita Persona Hermes

I simply looked at the plump woman who stumbled into the room and gazed at me adoringly as though she could not believe I were real and she was here. "Lady Aphrodite," she let out in an awe filled whisper as she hurriedly averted her gaze and bowed to me as though I were a God, "it is an honour and privilege to be in your presence. God has truly favoured me," she let out in praise as her thin blonde hair was held in a high ponytail to keep it away from her face. She wore a simple dress, one that was practically rags covered in patches. I wondered why that was so when she was a seamstress and could simply make a dress for herself. But I shall keep my thoughts to myself.

I bit my lower lip involuntarily as I studied his lips movements. "Are you listening to me?" his baritone voice cut into my fantasy world and I responded, stuttering in confusion. "Yes..no..yea..I mean no." His face scrunched-up a bit, and his eyebrows were close to sewing together at my response. He folded his arms into each other and straightened up before speaking. "I'm Alpha Hermes of the Desert wolves pack and I know who you are." I felt shivers run down my spine and sweat forming on my forehead at the mention of the desert wolves.

Even though he quickly decided against it, Ezekiel had also worked with Philip long enough to read through him. "What?" Ezekiel called out. Philip looked over his shoulder and smiled, shaking his head as he did. "Nothing, sir. I hope the morning goes well." He left. Ezekiel sat alone in the large office, staring at the Hartwell contract on his screen but his mind was somewhere else. He picked up his phone, clicked on the notification coming from Jerry's channel that showed the behind the scene of his ongoing work. He was asking the actors and actresses funny questions to which they played along. When he got to Vespera, she was asked which cartoon character she really loved and she replied: "

Her reaction was so perverse, would Sir be able to tell? Didn't he unlike physical contact with people? Hermosa had seen it before, and it was even more obvious today in the supermarket, but why was he still willing to rub her shoulder with medicine? Hermosa didn't dare think about it and quickly pulled off her T-shirt, wincing involuntarily. Her naked upper body was still covered in a plain black, non-marking undergarment. The healthy color of Hermosa's skin was as soft as porcelain, and her flesh and bones were as slender and even as a young girl. The thin straps running across the bruise on her right shoulder made the concealed area all the more intriguing.

Then a voice behind us goes: “Damn! If I wasn’t in such a hurry, I’d have to join the two of you. Unfortunately, time is of the essence.” Arya and I launch apart, both of us half-shifting in a heartbeat. Standing in our kitchen, looking about as smug as a cat in a henhouse, is a teenage-looking boy with curly blonde hair, a toga, a winged helmet, and winged shoes. Arya snarls. “Who the fuck are you?!” “Hermes. Messenger of the gods. God of crossroads and travelers,” he says, casual as hell. I snarl, ready to rip the damn wings off his sandals. “What the fuck is a Greek god doing in our house—watching us fuck?!”

Maybe it's just her eyes playing games with her. He bowed his head slightly, "I am Hermes, the third son of king Median, the king of the werewolves." he introduced. Rielle opened her eyes and looked at him. She stared at him for a while with a blank look before she bursted out, laughing hard. "Are you kidding me? That is exactly the name of my book character and what do you mean by werewolves? Stop joking with me." she laughed but he retained a serious face. "Werewolves my foot." she added.

After an annoying and exhausting meeting, I dashed into my mansion to see nobody. There were no workers, and my parents weren't there. I thought they would be in their respective room so I strolled to my own room. I was too stunned that I was emotionless. What I see inside my room was– A girl. She had hazel siren eyes, her upper lip was thinner than her lower one, red hair which was flowing down her shoulder and she was dressed that her upper body and her lower body was revealing. Exactly like a–sexy girl.

The place had bodyguards stationed at many corners, though some of them gathered around Alex's car and helped her out, walking with her till they took her to a secluded area of the house through a backdoor that led to a quiet hallway then left, though someone already stood there, awaiting her. Hermes. He had on a white with black stripes fox fur coat with a red shirt, black tie, black double breasted waistcoat and pants. His hair was slicked back, through some strands danced seductively over his face with black gloves The jaws on his face were clearly outlined now, and somehow, they made the freckles more prominent. Perhaps, it was because of the paleness of his skin. He looked completely da

I drink in the beauty of this place while I follow Hermes, memorizing every flower, scent and sound. “And how do you like it so far, holds it up to your expectations?” Hermes chirps happily, keeping a strong but gentle hold on my hand. “It’s so much more then I could ever have imagined, this place is alive beyond believe.” I breath and I suddenly realize I didn’t even introduce myself. “I’m Adriana by the way. I apologize, I completely forgot.” Hermes glances down on me. “I already know, we’re nearly there.”

They were in such close proximity that I was certain their breaths brushed against each other's faces. As I observed Sage's features, her name lingering in my mind, I couldn't help but take note of her captivating appearance. She possessed dark, wavy, luscious hair, sun-kissed skin that exuded a golden hue, and intense brown eyes. Her strong, feminine physique had the ability to catch anyone's attention instantly. Considering her earlier confrontational demeanor, it was clear that she had a bold and assertive nature, radiating strength in every gesture. "Why have you been avoiding me? We really need to have a conversation about that," Hermes said, a seductive smirk adorning his face.