Britain Wants Harry Back Fanfiction Novels & Stories

“There, just sent you one. This one is an angsty Harry/Zayn fic. Also has some mpreg, if that’s your cup of tea.” I began to read this fanfiction, mostly to appease Niamh, and when I realized what, precisely, the term mpreg meant, I set my phone back down. I considered myself fortunate that I’d skipped the part where Zayn gives birth to his and Harry’s baby. “You asshole,” I called her in French. “I’m going to take that as a compliment. Ooh, I should send you the diagram of how mpreg happens. It’s a whole thing—”

Dante refuted, and that word seemed like a trigger for Harry, who snarled at him. “It makes no difference! That is mine!” Harry did not realize when he growled, and as he did, his wolf had flickered. The anger waved through him, yet Dante remained calm. Harry took a deep breath. He felt like he had gone above the board. He cracked his throat, and when he looked at Dante again, he felt more relaxed. Listen, this would deal will do a lot for you, you can finally get off his shackles and most especially, you get your woman back”

Arianna narrowed her eyes at Harry. “What? I’m just offering a friendly suggestion. Tell anyone about this, and I’ll kill anyone you blabbed your mouth to.” “That seems pretty asinine, don’t you think? The fastest way for me to get the money is to tell my partner.” “I’ll consider it. I want to see how much you hustle in a month. I’ll be back in a month, and I better see some progress. I’ll be watching you and your older lover as well. Take care, Arianna,” Harry wished, slipping out of Arianna’s bed. “You know? I may not put you up for auction at all. Maybe I’ll keep you for myself,” Harry teased, winking at Arianna before he left.

wonderful, now I was being admired by British men, why are they so much here anyway or was my head playing tricks with me. “Yes Brit” I said and he smiled, he wasn’t bad looking but not handsome either and his eyes were a rough blue and from his face I could tell he was a proper hooligan, but for some reason, or rather for a reason I didn’t seem to care. “Can I sit?” He asked indicating to the chair across mine and I grinned at him. “Of course Blud” I said faking an accent, “You can” He smiled at me as he sat and poured himself a drink without permission and I just smiled.

“Yes, I did. How could I not tell her that wretched girl is back? And not only that, she even had the nerve to come here!” “I know why she came,” she added with a scoff. “She’s hoping to crawl back into your life. That gold-digger is just looking for a way to feed off your money!” Mom nodded again, acting like she was saying something wise. Even Judie was nodding her head just like Mom, agreeing with everything she said. A small sigh escape my mouth!

"But Jaden and I come as a team. If you touch a hair on his head or try to take him from me, I’ll burn your empire to the ground." I walked past Clara, intentionally brushing her shoulder. The war had just begun.

" Lucian growled and flung me toward the door. It seemed that my words had struck a nerve. The door slammed shut with a bang. Almost immediately, Sadie's sobs came from inside, followed by the sound of torn fabric and breathless moans. The winter wind bit into my skin as I stood barefoot, only dressed in a thin nightgown. The obscene sounds drilled into my ears. … While I walked back home alone, my phone buzzed. It was a voice message from Conan. When I numbly tapped on it, his childish yet venomous voice rang through the speaker. "You're a bad she-wolf! Dad said you hurt Ms. Marrock! "I don't want you to be my mom; I want her! She's the gentlest mom in the world, while you're just an old ha

He may appear confident outside, but inside, there was always a ringing fear. He had a hunch that Sophia might have just been swayed or got stuck in the moment during that night when she accepted him again. Or maybe she's even just using him to get over Grey. It stung thinking about it but he knew he had to strive hard to get her back. And he will not stop until she wholeheartedly loves him again. And this time he wants to do it right. He will be patient with her, and if she doesn't love him again then it's alright, as long as he knows she's good then he's fine with it. She can use him as she pleases, and he will be more than happy to do everything she says.

he asked. Evelyn didn't speak anymore and simply glared at him with resentment. "If you're done, then listen to me. If you want Felix back, stop making such foolish moves, and don't test my limits." After saying this, Harry turned to leave. However, Evelyn was overwhelmed with emotion and grabbed onto him, incessantly demanding, "Where's Felix? Where is he? Give Felix back to me! Give him back!" But all she got in return was Harry's impatient response, "Let go! Stop asking!"

"Is there a reason you're staring at me like that?" "You are beautiful," Adrian said smiling. "And you are just realizing that now?" She sighed. "Adrian, what do you want from me?" "It's been a while since you called me by that name," Adrian said feeling good about it. "Mr Wolfe, what do you want from me?" "I want you. Elena, I have missed you dearly. I just want you back in my life." "Oh, Mr Wolfe, you lost me the second you let me walk through that door three years ago."