Viktor And Hermione Novels & Stories

asked Cia. The woman immediately took a position by sitting beside Viktor. The two of them sat on the floor which was covered with a thick fur rug. It wasn't that Viktor couldn't sleep, but that boy had felt Cia's presence from the first. His instincts were so strong for a small child. The descendants of Heraksel cannot be underestimated. The two of them were silent for a long time, stiff at each other, and neither of them started a conversation. Then, when suddenly a fire flared up in front of Cia, the woman was shocked and would have almost released her powers if Viktor had not restrained her.

I cut her off, feeling the pound of my heart. She looks at me, and her eyes fill with tears. "I read the book - All the bright places. That is not your story, Viola. You are not Finch, you are Violet, all the colours in full brightness, and it hurts so much that you can not see yourself how we see you." She quietly cries and I will very much like to blame her tears on the pregnancy and on not that I broke her heart. "You saved my life, Viola." She dries her tears with a tissue.

she said. “We'll see. I just want it to create fame for us and beat Velikiy.” She nodded and left. When Amelia stood up and walked a little, she would have fallen – but I held her in my arms before she did. I held her waist and her neck to grip her properly. She looked unconscious and calm. I pushed away a few strands which fell on her soft flower-like face. For a minute, I admired how gorgeous she looked. Even at this moment. “You're her bodyguard?” The doctor asked.

he said slowly, voice iron-smooth, “because she’s the best weapon we have. I know that she has attitude and I hate it too but she is the best than any of you.” That made the room pause. “You all know her name. The Revenant. The ghost in the blood. Half the underworld thinks she’s a myth. The other half prays they never see her face. And guess what? She's on our side now.” Kira’s eyes narrowed. “For how long?” “As long as I say,” Viktor snapped, his voice slicing through the room. “You don’t need to like it. You need to respect it.” “She’s not a team player,” Valerie said, almost teasing. “She’s more like a…wild dog with sharp teeth.”

Viktor stared at me with a shocked expression on his face. "Ohh yes,” I nodded casually, smirking at his reaction. “I forgot to tell you as you weren't available the day I found out... Athena is Kira's lycan. “Like… ‘The Athena?’” Viktor asked again, his eyes wide with disbelief. “I was as shocked as you are now when I found out too.” I chuckled. “You know what that means right?” “I do.”

But at the moment, I’d much rather be involved with bringing down a werewolf-run drug running operation instead of a vampire-inflicted human homicide bordering pack lands. “Detective Fergeson, it’s nice to meet you. I’m sorry it has to be under these conditions.” I say, turning to shake his hand. “I’m Alpha Scarlett, the Alpha of the Crimson Snow Pack and these,” I point to Bree and Dax, “these are my Gamma and Lead Warrior, Bree and Dax.” Motioning to the others, I tell him, “this is Blake, Serafina, Theo and Conan, four more of my warriors. And this is Tasha and Channing, two of my trackers. Channing is the one who found the deceased.” I hear someone clearing their throat near me. “Oh, for

I know I have my mother to fight with me and I also know who I am now and how my decision matters. "As my daughter, you know you have a responsibility to fulfill for this pack, Hermione! This is the only way for us to end our conflict with their pack and avoid the war that might kill hundreds of werewolves in ours! You have to do as I say whether you like it or not! That's an order." He walked away, leaving me those words that just made me loath him more.

No matter how hard I tried, I couldn’t get the image of him out of my head—the way his eyes darkened, the way his voice dipped low when he called me kukolka. I didn’t know if I had gained the upper hand tonight or if I had just thrown gasoline onto an already dangerous fire. Either way, I knew one thing for certain: Viktor wasn’t just playing games. He was rewriting the rules entirely.

There were black shadows around her eyes already that I had deepened with time, but what I hated the most was her crying all the time. I liked her for a brief second when she gave me the small chase but other than that, she was no fucking fun. And I really wanted to have that fun. But I also had to heed Viktor’s warning that she should not be so broken because he had plans for her and when Viktor Romano has plans for anyone, even the Devil would not interfere. And then when Viktor barged into her cell with his woman, I knew my job was done. XXX

The fight had been a great fight leaving Derek and Damon with few of their men on their side while the other team had Klaus and a fewer army and a young girl who shortly emerged from the woods. Emma. "That fucking witch tricked us." Damon snarled, gritting his teeths in anger while staring at the traitor's face who had a smile on her lips. "Are you working for him? Derek asked the traitor, pointing at klaus. "Oh no, I don't work for him Derek, i work for someone greater than him, I work for the god of darkness, Lord Voldemort." She stipulated, putting more emphasise on the word "Lord Voldemort".