Books Harry Styles Has Read Novels & Stories

We talked and talked till the manager of the restaurant himself came to tell us that it was too late and he had to shut the bar. I came to know so much about him. His favourite things, how he despised coffee, which I would like to change his opinion on. How he love to read, his love for literature, which I can already guess from the giant library he had back in the castle. He had a huge collections of charlotte Brontë, Virginia wolf and of course Jane Austin. Alpha Reed Xander is a mercurial man but with astonishing talents. Still one thing I hate about him most is how he keep hiding things from me even after I told him I hate it. Ugh! He is already in my head.

That's what Harry does to me, a single touch from him is enough to get me horny. Harley got up from the seat, moving away from the table. "I'm leaving guys" Harry shifted his attention to her "You going home?" "No" she replied curtly. Harry hung his head, his eyes full of questions. "I'm going out" She added vaguely. "OUT" Harry emphasized. "To the bookstore" Harley said, pressing her lips. "And I won't be back till around 9 or 10 pm" "Okay" He said casually. "She spends that much time in the bookstore?" I asked after Harley left.

This made him a little intrigued to get to know her more. "While this may be a reasonable excuse, in my case, I haven't lost the passion for reading. I usually stay in my study room and read lots of books." Harry never for once lost his passion. "I could still remember you used to be amazed by Sarah J. Mass book; you remember one of her book that was your favorite then?..." Harry pretended to have forgotten the title of the book, whereas he was actually trying to test her to be certain. Edna observed that Harry's statement implied that she should recall the book title and this became a real problem; she didn't read any part jn the diary that stated his little girl's favourite book. She was s

Harry kisses me like i am the air he breathes ,the soul he worships and I have never felt more alive. He pushes me on the bed and gets on top of me . He cages my body between his strong arm muscles and bites my earlobe . I fidget in removing his shirt . After some unsuccessful hardwork, harry chuckles and helps me remove his shirt. I trace my finger on the tattoo on his pec. "I didn't know you had any tattoo." I say still grazing it . "Now you do. " He says and smiles . "What does it mean?" I ask harry.

The two of them shared each other in a manly way and Kavinsky walked in. Harry is wearing a white round-neck top and black pants, he held a cup of coffee in his left hand. He had black straight hair which made a bang in front of his face. His face is oblong and his eyes were black too. "What of your Dad?", Kavinsky asked crashing on the brown sofa. "He is at work", Harry replied sipping the coffee he held. "Aren't you going to offer me one?", Kavinsky asked referring to the coffee "Nah, am cool", Harry replied and they both laughed

I moved around the office, looking for something to help me understand who the little boy Harry was talking about was. My heart was beating frantically, as I did not want to discover that what I suspected was true. No, it couldn’t be true. Not giving any thought to what Harry was discussing with his beta, I casually opened one drawer. I walked over to a shelf and pulled out a book with a black leather cover. I opened it and could see that it was a photo album. Did Harry have pictures? Aged black and white photographs and several color ones showed a young Harry with a beautiful woman with blonde hair and big green eyes. They were both holding a little boy whose hair was the same color as the

He saw the other dress and he couldn’t hold it back. “Kaira, you got taste!!. These are beautiful dresses”. I did a mock bow and left for the bedroom. I dropped my clothes and came back to meet him. I was almost sitting when he interrupted. “I am sorry, I won’t be staying long today, I really need to visit the library”. Harry’s excuse was valid but I wouldn’t deny how much it hurts. “Library, sounds like a routine for you?” I asked, leaning on the couch. “Yes, every Sunday, it prepares my mind for the week. No knowledge is lost”, he added proudly.

Cami groans, but smiles nontheless. _____ "You just have to try to read it." Rose says. "Oh kay." Luc says, looking at the book she gave him, it is the first and second Harry Potter. She gave Cami Percy Jackson, the first and second. "Promise?" "Yeah, we will read it." Cami smiles, placing her hands round her neck. "Stay here, I will get to the front and get your desired flavors." I say, and oddly enough, they are entralled by the book in their hands.

"Mind if I sit down?" "No, not at all." Travis walked around and sit on the bench opposite me. He took up the book that I rested on the table earlier and read the title out loud. "'Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows'." He looked up at me. "So, you like Harry Potter?" "Who doesn't?" I say with mock horror, crossing my arms in the process. He held up his palm in defence. "You're not getting any argument from me here." "Good," I said in the same playful, defensive tone.

“I did not think the update would make you happy. Did something happen between you and Daisy?” Jaxon smirked, then chuckled quietly. “I caught her reading.” “And? You already know she reads. Too much, actually,” Harry said. Jaxon shook his head. “Yes, but you never told me she reads those kinds of books. I caught her reading Fifty Shades of Grey this afternoon.” Rohan laughed in disbelief. “No way!” “I told her I would be willing to try out a few scenes with her, and she told me she is switching to science fiction now.”