Sirius X Hermione Novels & Stories

I pull away and kiss her forehead. “I’ll find you, I promise— My eyes shot open, and I’m back in the living room with everyone. “I know where she is,” I shout, determined to go looking right away. I need a celestial being, and I know exactly where I can find one. “Is she ok? Xavier Yes, she’s still unconscious. They have her strapped to a table. It seems like a ritual; I saw Eric and a woman with blue hair.” “Blue hair? Is this her? She snaps her finger, and a picture of the woman comes up.

It was nothing like my Lyra. My head swam as Xio stirred. He was demanding, needing. My eyes scanned the crowd of witches, searching, until I saw her. She was standing at the back of the group, nearly hidden by a taller witch. She was small and delicate, with long, dark hair that cascaded down her back like a waterfall. Her eyes where the color of Zircon. They immediately locked with mine, and a look of utter shock flashed across her face before she quickly looked away.

It’s where power resides. A short, fleshy woman who has a striking resemblance to Xavier came to us and gathered him in a hug. She was dressed in an ivory silk long dress. Gold jewelry catches the light at her wrists and ears, unmistakably expensive. “Oh sweetheart, you haven’t been home in so long” she says affectionately as she hugs her son. I could sense Xavier’s discomfort. He avoided my gaze in embarrassment as if ashamed of how his mom doted on him. She releases Xavier and turns to me with a smile.

And it was here that she had confessed her plan last fall. Like Celeste’s other siblings, Sirius had reddish brown hair and green eyes. He stood a little over six and a half feet with about four inches between them. They both had athletic builds and tanned skin. Sirius wore running shoes, black basketball shorts and a gray tank top. His neck had his mate’s mark, and the Silver Lake Pack Crest was tattooed on his left upper arm.

If she did, then she was indeed on a mission—but why hadn’t she informed me? "I sent Witch Irene there," Xavier continued. "She will reach Lady Elysia soon. However, there’s something else…" He hesitated, his brows furrowing. "One of my spies reported that Lady Elysia wasn’t alone. She was walking with a creature… something that resembled a dragon. But it was different—its form was almost transparent, and it was oddly… squishy." My breath hitched. Aurora gasped. "Wait a minute! I heard rumors… about the newborn descendant of the Dragon race." Her voice dropped into a whisper, as if afraid of speaking the words aloud. "Don’t tell me she summoned a hybrid baby dragon?"

It was as if it was a celestial building, unaffected by any explosion in this reality. Hermione didn’t die from the explosion as well. She managed to use one of her trump cards at the very last moment, it was the Golden Body that Xienna gave her. In reality, it was just a strand of hair, sealed with a projection of Xienna inside, planted on Hermione’s scalp. With this, she could save herself in crucial moments. It was obvious that Xienna treated her disciple well, since she gave her three strands in total, which meant that Hermione had three surviving chances in total. She used one back when she was swallowed by the great Genbu, and she used another today.

ALPHUS' POV I was scouting the borders of the Cerulean Moon Pack when I smelt her, my mate. I followed her unique scent to the side of the road. I saw her jump into a silver Mercedes. She was with one of them, a wolf from the Cerulean Moon Pack. Like a beanstalk, my anger grew wild and rapidly. My entire body tensed when I saw her stripping off his clothes and then riding his cock like a jockey.

There was a dragon tattooed down his whole back. Looked so lifelike. I was half expecting it to start moving. My eyes trailed further down to his lower back, where the letters S.I.X were inscribed. So wait six isn't actually a number, but an acronym? He turned slightly, enough for me to get a view of his front, but not for him to see me standing there.

Placing the bottle on the dashboard, she turned to Zach. “It’s going to be just fine” And Zachary’s moist eyes managed to trace out what was written on the bottle he had seen earlier that day. It was the pills, Zeptyn. “It will be just fine” She whispered as she locked the car doors with just one finger against the lock. And then she forced a smile at the corner of her lips. A dangerously cunning one. But Zach— —he shielded a wider one. Because all of this, was all part of the grand plan. His own, grand plan. To free the love of his life, Katharina Elizabeth Stones. To be continued...

He says. “Perfect. She will do, quite alright. Blacktooth, you have finally caught a gold mine!” Mr. Wicker grins at Blacktooth, this time I can tell the smile seem genuine. I raise my eyebrow questioningly at Blacktooth, who just gives me a sheepish smile. “Alright dear...” Mr. Wicker says to me, then he sends a look to Dris and Blacktooth. “Hermione sir. Her name is Hermione, Mr. Wicker.” Blacktooth says humbly