Romans & histoires Scabior/hermione

She just said 'ALHOMOHRA' the harry potter spell used for opening doors magically. " What nonsense Davina ! " said the boy and moved away. " S...Sorry ... Stathis ." said the girl. Stathis didn't say anything just raised his hands in to show it's okay. Davina then turned back to Cynthia and Ada to apologize. She looked a bit embarrassed. She was about to say sorry that Cynthia and Ada spoke together smiling, " It's okay muggle's won't understand." This made Davina smile. " OH Great, New potter heads in Tombstone high. By the way am Davina a Slytherin., s he said.

And they prohibited most of the abilities that make me a demon from usage. I nickname the man Jerk, although my clairvoyance told me he is a regular human nicknamed Jackal. I don’t know what business he has with Scarlet, but she is allowing him to flip up her skirt under the covered table, which I can see from the table behind. His left-hand glides down her skirt and feels her bare bottom. She is wearing a lacy thong that matches her bra and while seeing the lace gives me a reaction; I am jealous that someone else, instead of me, has his dirty fingers touching her intimate parts.

I watched her eyes hood over as an unreadable expression clouded her face immediately. “I didn't know I was interrupting something.” Sabrina's voice was low, too low for my liking. Call me crazy but I could swear I saw her fingers trembling underneath her plate. “Sorry about that.” “No, it's fine.” Xander cleared his throat before slowly peeling his hands from my body and taking away the heat radiating from his body. “ Kieran almost got herself in an accident and I caught her just in time.” “Right.” Sabrina quipped, and without sparing me so much as a glance, she walked towards one of the dinning chairs.

Perfect pointed nose and cute pink lips. She's curvy, not busty. She's got ass alone but lack b**bs. We're similar heightened. She looks rich. Perfectly beautified with numerous gold, diamond and silver ornaments. She smell wealth. Am guessing she's royalty. "Sorry about Julie's unfriendliness" she lean on the prisoners bed. I nod dumbfounded. So the scary female goes by Julie. Such pretty name for a scary appearance. "Anyways am hermione. The alpha's younger sister".

Reece says my name and I let out an excruciating scream because the pain just got worse and I don't think I can sense my wolf anymore. "Reece.. Morgan. I can't feel her..." I let out another scream. "Fuck…!" Reece picks me up bridal style and walks us out of the crowd that just gathered around us, upstairs into his room.

As he made his way down the corridor, lost in his thoughts, he unexpectedly stumbled upon elder Zara, engaged in a conversation with Sage. Curiosity getting the better of him, Hermes stopped in his tracks, hidden in the shadows, and discreetly listened to their conversation. Zara was one of the elders of the fort, and a high-ranking official. She was also Scar's employee and Alice's aunt. She was a smart and capable woman, but also nosy and meddling. She had been tried to set up Scar with Alice, hoping to create a political alliance between them. Hermes didn't like either of them very much. He thought they were both interfering with Scar's life and happiness.

She thought hard, "Oh my God, Bianca! Did you seriously just quote a Harry Potter character to real witches?!" The two sisters gave each other questioning looks. It was the first time they had heard this person's name. Darya grinned at Bianca as she leaned forward slightly, pushing the leather pouch with her fingertips." I don't know a Severus Snape. For his fame to have reached humans, he must be a fabulous wizard." Bianca hiccupped in surprise and quickly changed the subject. "So this bag contains...?" "It's a contraceptive tea," Darya explained calmly. However, her pupils could no longer maintain a fixed focus, and her usually sumptuous ebony-black skin seemed to lose its luster.

she breathes, sitting upright in bed. I close the distance between us and envelop her in a firm embrace. My breathing is ragged as I whisper, "I’m so glad you’re safe." "Me too," she says, returning the embrace with surprising strength. I pull back to scan her face, tenderly brushing her lips with my thumb. "Do I look hideous?" she asks. A chuckle escapes me. "Can a goddess ever look hideous?" Hermione rolls her eyes. "Allergy or not, you are always stunning, Hermione Jade Mendes."

“I heard “then she stops dead in her tracks looking at this transformation before us. Is... Is that Amara? Thalia asks, shocked. Amara stands on her back legs. Proud and tall. Her aura dominates. It makes us all fight to bow to her. Black my Lycan dances in my head wanting to shift and mate her. “I am Skadii, daughter of the moon goddess. Bringer of light and justice. Ruler of all lycans and wolves” Her diplophonia voice boomed through the air, taking our breathes away. The night sky rumbled at her appearance. Her aura pushing against us all. Making even my father and other have no choice but to bow. She looks down at us all. Standing at least 7 and a half feet tall. “Mate” Black says in my

Hermione Granger sat cross-legged on the floor of the library, surrounded by piles of books as she pored over ancient texts in search of a rare potion recipe. The silence was broken only by the soft rustling of pages and the occasional creak of a floorboard underfoot. Lost in her studies, she didn't notice the tall, dark-haired figure approaching until he was standing directly behind her. "Well, well, what do we have here?" Viktor Krum's deep voice rumbled, causing Hermione to jump and spin around. The Bulgarian Quidditch captain loomed over her, his piercing gaze fixed on her face. Hermione felt her cheeks flush under his intense scrutiny.