Descendants 2 Harry Hook Novels & Stories

As the game was about to start, Harry suddenly nudged him which Alastor pointedly chose to ignore Another nudge. He grunted, “Not now, Harry.” He was nudged again. Alastor raised his head to the heavens and wearily closed his eyes, briefly counting ten to one before opening them again to glare at his friend, “What the fuck is it now?” His friend grinned, “Hey Al, are you into redheads? I just noticed this kind of weird fire nymph ogling at you–” Alastor smacked him. “Don't be like that!” Harry protested, rubbing his forehead which had reddened a bit, “This is for the good of the pack! You needed an heir or something for the future, right?”

"All things being equal, if Thymoquinone keeps behaving itself, two weeks, tops, and in a month's time, we would have Exceva ready for the world." He beamed proudly and I managed a smile. I was happy I had hired him. His expertise as head molecular biologist was invaluable. Infact, my whole team was highly invaluable. My joy was however tainted when I remembered how I had messed up last week with the Department of justice's drug enforcement administration. My phone vibrated in my pocket, startling me out of my thoughts. "Yes, Kelly, what is it?" "I just got off the phone with Mr. Hendricks. He said the DEA will give you a second chance. In his exact words - Don't fuck it up this time around.