Viktor And Hermione Novels & Stories

"Pfft no, I am just curious because you usually do not talk to anyone." "That is awfully bold of you to assume. I usually don't talk to YOU." I said as I rolled my eyes. “Well Alex and I first met when Richard's sperm - your principal, fertilized two eggs in her mother's ovaries” Kyle said I burst out laughing. “B-but how can that be possible?” Alec asked in pure disbelief. "Well, he first sticks his dick inside of her vagina, then they keeps thrusting in her unti- "N-no, I meant, how are you alive?"

I'm sorry, but I have to leave, look, notice my friend over there she beckons on me (Ashley, Ashley, Kelly screams out to her as she clutches Ashley's hand and heads towards the exit of the club). Kelly, what's wrong with you? Why did you pull my hand the way you did? Couldn't you have seen that I was flirting with a handsome guy and it was working? What was that all about? Ashley, I'm sorry. I just needed to get away from Harvey. Harvey! Harvey from work! Your adversary Harvey! Yes, Harvey, albeit I never said he was my foe. Oh really! What did he want this time? He was just being his normal self, a jerk! Always trying to get under my skin. Oh, Kelly, you would have let me have a go at him

It was too good to ignore. “Great idea! Then let’s get him.” “Why don’t you leave it to me? You can wrap up your work and go to your mate. I just hope she isn’t Alpha Ambrose’s next target.” I frowned at my friend’s suggestion. How did he know about Hermione? I hadn’t informed him at all! “I don’t have a mate. Well! I do, but she’s actually Alpha Zephyrus’ twin.” Strangely, I faltered as I spoke, a strange emotion overcoming my senses at the mention of her.

As they walked past the wall outside, flanked by verdant bushes, Alexander's gaze fell upon the two ladies awaiting the one whose help had been rejected. In a fleeting moment, his attention was fixated on the golden-haired figure, Guinevere, as beautiful as her name. Unlike her sister and cousin, she possessed a distinct allure that piqued his curiosity and she possessed no semblance to them.

His face darkened. “Victória, what did you do last night?” Victória met Bruno’s enraged gaze and felt a wave of sorrow. Her red lips parted to explain. “I was drugged by Ciara and your mother. They wanted to ruin my life!” “What slander? How can you say that about me? Bruno, don’t listen to her.” From the stormy look on his face, it was clear Bruno didn’t believe Victória. He had drunk too much during her birthday celebration the night before, and Ciara had taken very good care of him.

she paused, as though savoring the moment, "are nothing but a broken king." With every ounce of his strength, Viktor lunged at her, fury and grief driving him forward. He caught her by the wrist, squeezing until he felt bone. But before he could deal the finishing blow, the magic that surrounded her flared once more, a blinding light that pushed him back. Viktor collapsed to the ground, blood staining his fur. He could feel his strength waning, but he would not—could not—let her win. With one final, desperate effort, he roared, his voice shaking the walls of her lair.

This was about both of us— mostly about him. He was like poop attracting flies. Handsome means trouble— those were the lines of my favorite female characters in my favourite book. Kael’s office was cold, dark as usual. Only this time, Viktor was already waiting for someone— obviously me. He stood by the edge of the desk, his arms crossed, and his eyes landed on me the second I walked in. “Just in time,” Viktor said and stood up. “We were just talking about you.” Clearly. “Why is Chloe here?” Viktor asked flatly.

Viktor looked at her — not at Leo, not at the others — just at her. “Someone I should have stopped a long time ago.” The way he said it made her skin prickle. Leo stepped forward again. “Name. Now.” Viktor didn’t blink. “Dmitri Serov.” Elias swore under his breath. Luca went pale. Markus stopped breathing altogether. Leo blinked once — slowly, dangerously. “You brought Serov’s problems into our house?” “No,” Viktor replied. “Serov brought himself. Because of her. Because of what she saw, what she survived… and because he wants to break me.”

Viktor Viktor finds himself standing on his balcony, gazing at the stars in the dimming evening sky. The view is distant and somewhat cloudy, but the stars still manage to pierce through the murk. There’s an unsettling feeling brewing within him, a sense of separation from his wife Caroline that has been growing for some time now. The relationship between Viktor and Caroline has become increasingly distant, and he has begun to feel like they are leading separate lives. Caroline’s recent attempts to show concern about Viktor’s personal life feel intrusive. Viktor knows that what he does or who he dates should be of no concern to her. However, despite his firm stance, something keeps gnawing a

Victor said as Draco gave a curt nod. Victor's eyes glided to the small woman beside Draco and he checked her out shamelessly and then smirked. Fiona's jaw clenched before she snapped her fingers in front of him garnering his attention. "What are you looking at, Mr. Victor? Don't you know how to look respectfully at your queen?" She deadpanned sharply and his eyes went wide in shock and humiliation as he clenched his jaw looking around to find a few people gaping at them. He faced Draco waiting for him to put his wife in place but Draco said nothing and looked at Victor blankly.