Viktor Krum Hermione 소설 & 이야기

Hermione sprawled on top of the lycan, Ruke could not help to relish the softness of her body against him. He was rock-hard and it did nothing to help that she was dangerously close to him. Hermione placed her hands on Ruke's chest and tried to push herself up but he was quick to hold her down with his strong hands. “What do you want?" she whispered, looking into his eyes. Ruke sucked in his breath, cursed himself and grabbed a fist full of her hair in his hands and brought her face down to his own. “What are you doing…" Hermione's words were cut short as Ruke brought his lips to hers with such force and passion that the breath was knocked from her lungs the tiniest gasp escaped from her lip

I Dreckos was so surprised to know some hidden truths about the true identity of their Queen Lea. Their Queen’s full name is Asalea. She is the only heir to the throne of the Knostican Kingdom, which no longer exists right now. The said Kingdom, two years ago has been attacked by the Ecleteon Werewolves and no Knostikan Vampires survived except for the only daughter of the King and Queen who happened to have the ability to disappear. She was able to escape and no news about her since then has been heard. The name of the Knostican Princess is ASALEA.

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.

“I am Fred East, the 23rd generation disciple of the Krums. Greetings, Old Master Stefani. My grandfather is the senior elder of the Krums, Norman East,” Fred put his hands together and introduced himself. “Greetings, Old Master Stefani, I am Lorraine Lovewood, the 23rd generation disciple of the Krums. My master is the third elder of the Krums, Taylor Coda,” Lorraine also bowed and put her hands together to introduce herself.

She scooted further in bed and sat cross legged, facing Mila and asked, "so…if this whole werewolf thing is real…well it already is…then that…that horrible man, the alpha guy…is my…mate?" "I know our alpha can be very strict sometimes, but he's not really…" "Just…just tell me. Is he my…mate?" Violet cut in, staring at Mila with a scared expression. "Yes," Mila confirmed, "yes, alpha Xavier is your mate, making you the Luna of this pack." She watched Violet with a worried face as she rubbed her face roughly. If this was hard for her to take in, then she worried how she'd react when Violet found out more about Alpha's lifestyle and relationships.

Suddenly the image of her hugging Raphael wet hard body, suddenly flashes into her head. ____________________________🖊 Immediately Juliet sight's Christopher, she lets out a small smile, before heading towards him, she also took notice of the other light-skinned guy with him. She wouldn't deny the fact, the guy looked so hot, although he had this player look. "Hey!" Juliet says to Christopher. "Juliet!" He calls out, immediately he turns to her, with a small smile, playing on his lips. Meanwhile, Juliet turns to the other guy. She doesn't fail to wave. And he responds too.

His anger boomed sending a shiver down to my spine once again. "She didn't do anything wrong then why are you treating her like this? And remember one more thing she is not your slave. She is a student like you. If you are going to treat her like this, you will learn your position." Harry warned like he is my mentor but I know him very well that he is not less than the heartless fellow. They both held eye stares like they are conducting the game and very adamant to defeat the opponent. If I was not trapped between these two monsters, I would have bought some popcorn and watch them fighting over.

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.

I looked down at him, and saw the admiration shining in his eyes behind this glasses, and my heart squeezed. When I looked back at Jeremiah, I found myself smiling. "Yes. This is Chuck." Jeremiah's face suddenly became warmer, he crouched slightly to Chuck's level. "Nice to meet you, Chuck." He said, stretching his hand for a shake. "That's a great shirt. You a Gryffindor or Ravenclaw kind of guy?" Chuck's entire face lit up like fireworks. "Ravenclaw! But I really like Luna Lovegood, and everyone says Hermione should've been in Ravenclaw too because-"

“Your name is Marie? Why did they not add Ivanov to your name?” I shake my head and gesture for him to continue; I do not wish to converse with him any longer. "I, Marko Ninkovich Ivanov, Lycan of Ketria, reject Alba Marie Crane, High priestess of Ketria as my mate and part-." He stumbles, his discomfort growing more evident by the second. "Partner." "I, Alba Marie Crane, High priestess of Ketria, reject Marko Ninkovich Ivanov, my mate and-"