Bloody Harry Novels & Stories

Oh, for the love of the gods. I already knew who it was… Harry. Of course. Who else would pull something this stupid? I slowly turned around, and there he was. Standing several feet away with three men behind him. Each one held a thick baton. "And what is the meaning of this?" I asked flatly. Harry smiled. A jagged scar ran across one side of his face, a souvenir from one of the countless gang fights he'd gotten himself into over the years. The scar pulled at his skin unevenly, making his grin look crooked.

I begged and before Harry could retaliate it was already smashed to pieces as blood oozed out attracting people around and the paparazzi. ©Pop Precious

And what is happening in there town? They don't understand at all, and why this horrible act is happening in their town? All of them stood there stretching there head in confusion; trying to figure out why people are dying, and who is responsible for this terrible action, from that day forward they called it BLOODY DAY! To me, this is a big mystery that can't never be solved. ( This Story continued) ATTENTION READERS: This book have different series book 2-9

He turned around to look at the speaker. “I’ve got you this time” said a familiar voice. Kane turned around, “Harry? What are you doing here” “What do you think?” He clapped his hands and a couple of peacekeepers walked out of the tree around the grove and marched in resonance, geared with the formidable railgun, camouflaged attire and black leather boots. Harry moved forward, a mousy looking human moved with him holding up a glass umbrella large enough to cover both their heads. “You are losing your grip. A dead body, a murder weapon and a eyewitness. I expect I’ll get you a lifetime.”

"It is nothing big, honest. i just need one, maybe two, vials of your blood." "What?" Arisa yelled shocked. I couldn't contain my anger. I involuntarily phased into my demon form, albeit just the first stage. "You want me to bargain with my blood?! You know that is the one thing, other than Liz, that I can't give!" "No, not your blood, HER blood." Veronica pointed over to Arisa who looked pale. "What?" I asked shocked. Arron was also rather confused as he looked on and Liz was behind me, clutching the fabric of my pants into her little hands.

Sin Frostfire Solutions Carla stood before me in six-inch high stilettos, her pale face containing a bit of shine. Her lips were a deep red, complemented by the blood red dress she was wearing. As beautiful as she turned out in her vampiric form, I still couldn’t get my mind off how Scarlet was humping Jerk in the college grounds. Carla’s lips were moving as she gestured with her hands. But I wasn’t listening. Although I was elated to see her, it was difficult to erase the picture of Scarlet and another man in my mind. Even when I knew there was little I could do to change the situation.

He whispered very softly. That was right before the doors of the ballroom blasted open with a loud Bang. The entire crowd, including me and Alex, turned towards the source of the sound. Damon. Damon stood in the door opening, two knives protruding from his chest. Blood covered his chest, dripping on the ballroom floor. There was a head wound on the side of his face. Keddrick and two other guys were next to him. The four men looked absolutely furious but Damon.... Damon looked like the devil himself. His eyes were pitch black and his razor sharp fangs were bared. Blood covered his chin and hands and it was quite evident that he just killed people.

Leora nodded and started talking. Leora is indeed different than other student. Of course, because she has superior human descendants. Not only because she has a holy blood, but she also has abilities above the normaly human being generally. Only listen once and she will remember forever. Only reading once and she will also keep it in her mind. All the things that were seen, heard, felt and sniffed by her, though only once must have been well remembered.

Harry thought in panic as he tried to escape the two beasts that bore down on him, his friends couldn’t do anything to save him and Theo was weak. Theo watched as they grabbed Harry with his cloth which was already burning, Harry screamed in pain as the pain was unbearable, the beasts were trying to burn him alive. The hellhound that dipped his hand into his heart tried to remove the dagger but it proved abortive. The death of Carly flashed through Theo’s head, he remembered the promise of revenge for her death and now he was about to lose Harry. Tremendous anger surged through Theo, his eyes sparked blue and his veins sprouted out, they showed vividly on his body…

“Give it up, Natasha. You can’t use someone to protect you. Can’t you see the damage?” I can perfectly see it. I can perfectly see the trauma, chaos, madness, and everything that can reap one’s soul in front of me. It was grievous. My hands were quivering, and my whole body was insensible on its spot. I slowly took a step closer to Harry, who was flinching, losing a lot of blood. One of his guards ceased me to move, but I didn’t listen. Allen was still saying something, but his voice faded into the background.