Dominic Harrison Novels & Stories

“What the hell are you thinking?” Chris asked, his cool tone edged with clear contempt for Dominic’s intelligence. Dominic fired back, “Then you tell me what the hell this is.” Who would believe it? Chris ran Xander Corporation. He was the head of the Xander family. But in the middle of the night, this cold, arrogant man had put in colored contacts, slapped on fake scars, and even worn a muscle suit. Then he had risked ruining his reputation just to sneak out of detention.

His expression hardened. “Harrison,” he muttered. He immediately contacted his assistant. “Cancel the remaining appointments for the week.” “Sir?” “I’m returning to New York.” “Tonight?” “As soon as possible.” Hamilton looked once more at the article. He had no idea that his brother was lying in a hospital bed nor did he know how close Harrison had come to death. All he knew was that something was just wrong and for the first time, he intended to find out what his family had kept from him.

EPISODE 4: Searching for one Damien shook the hand of the man sitting opposite him and smiled. His eyes shone beneath the sky and his hair danced and bounced with each move he made. A business deal was done and dusted and once again, his territory had been expanded. It was something to be proud of, something to be excited about, something to want too merry for. And yes, he would feast again to celebrate this new expansion and let the world know that he wasn’t going to stop.

,my wolf growls loud and rips a head off a rogue. "what is happening, I shift back to human form running to them, why is he down?",Dominic looked awful. He was sweating and hissing in pain. "poisoned, Hannah held her hand over his wound. We watched amazed as blue light came out and went inti Dominic, I'm going to heal him please keep them back",she spoke weird chant as the poison floated out and the wound closed. Holy fuck our mate is extremely powerful. She just fucking healed our mate and looks livid he is so fucking hurt.

My fingers traced the smooth grid paper while my heart beat a little too fast. A heavy knock sounded on the door frame. The handle turned, and Dominic stepped inside. He wore his dark navy Royals jersey, the number 9 bold across his chest. His helmet was tucked under one arm. His broad shoulders filled the narrow doorway. His hair was still slightly damp from warm-ups. He closed the door behind him. His dark hazel eyes locked on my face right away. “Julian said Dr. Harris called you back in here,” Dominic said, walking across the rubber mats. His scent—heavy cedar, rain, and that familiar protective warmth- filled the small room. “What did the blood test say, Theo? Is your pulse still spikin

The Xander that had ruined countless lives in his quest for greed and power? “This is fucking preposterous!” I exclaimed at the newscaster currently listed a list of organizations that had received very generous donations from Xander. “Have they lost their memory? Xander is a snake that should never be trusted.” “I know, my love,” Dominic said with a grim expression on his face. I frowned at his face. I knew him well enough to tell when he knew something that I didn’t, or when he was hiding something from me. “What is it you’re not telling me?” I asked with apprehension.

“Now, let me out.” “I will if you ask nicely.” “Look, why are you even doing this?” “This is payback for humiliating me before my father and ruining my game as well.” “What? I never humiliated you.” “You ordered me around before him.” “You walked out on him. That was rude and you know it.” “Yes, but…but…this is also for your highhanded ways with me.” “I am not highhanded.” “You almost spanked me.” Dominic threw his hands up. Okay, yeah, this was her revenge? No problem. It was almost funny but he was hungry. He didn’t have time for this.

"Let's just say he is unavailable." "What do you mean by unavailable?" Anita seemed not to have noticed the man's discomfort. "He is…" The words suddenly died on his lips as his gaze moved toward the door. Bridget did not miss the look of relief on his face as his lips curved in a smile. "And here is Dominic Harrison, the chief of operations at Harrisons corporations. Bridget turned around and her jaws went slack. She stared in disbelief as a figure sauntered into the room with the air of one who owns the world.

"There's no need for that!" Dominic stepped forward with a smile and said to Hunter, "Stallon is your valued subordinate. I don't want to take him away from you. However, since he has lost, he should come over here and kneel with a glass of wine. By the way, Hunter, you owe me a thousand gold coins, don't forget that!" Dominic was ecstatic when Darryl won against Stallon. However, Dominic was not dazzled by the victory. Stallon was Hunter's most trusted subordinate; he would not willingly work under Dominic. Instead of having a hidden risk close by, it would be better if Dominic took the opportunity to humiliate Hunter.

the young man extended his hand out to me, a ghost of a smile spreading over his lips, showing his white teeth. I shook his hand with a polite smile, but it soon faded with his next words, “I’m Dominic, an assassin. You know, destroying lives, one person at a time.” The look on my face must have given my thoughts away, I was horrified. An assassin? My hand fell slowly back toward my lap, trying not to look too alarmed at his words. He introduced himself as if that was every day’s job. “What did you do now?” Xander ran a hand through his hair, cranking his neck a bit to look at the man behind him as I crouched more down on my seat.