Fanfiction Harry Novels & Stories

His words felt like nails scratching in my head, increasing my irritation and anger both, “You are dumber than me. Do you really think that you can get to Alessio by harming me?” Harry shook his head with a wide grin, “No. He is going to lose his mate to a tragedy. Then maybe he will go mad. Maybe he will go in depression. Whatever the case will be, we will enjoy it and have fun.” “Oh my god…” I groaned, cringing, “seriously? Do you think this is some kind of TV drama where you can take over the reign of a nation by killing a girl that hero is paired with?” Harry narrowed his eyes. “You don’t need to be concerned about that.”

Harry sighed but continued to boil Sarra's brew. "Why not fried?" protested Sarra. "Boiled is healthier," Harry answered. "You're pretty well trained, is cooking your hobby?" "Not really, it's just that I don't like to bother other people when I want to eat home cooked food." "The woman who becomes your wife must be lucky to be cooked by you," said Sarra, keeping her eye on Harry. Harry stopped his movements. "That woman is you!" whispered Harry. "Really? Isn't Angela your future wife?" Sarra reminded Harry of his current status as another woman's fiancé.

His Dirty Milf Intro- Harry is just a 19 year old boy who is home alone while his parent are out of town, instead of spending his parent free time to throw silly parties he's spends his time ogling his new neighbor who just moved in. A woman who's way older than him and he indeed had an affinity with women who were older than him. Harry's P.O.V. Harry had been over the moon when his parents had said that they were going away for a few days and that he’d be left alone to look after the house. Finally, he thought to himself, He had the whole space to have his friends over and masturbate with his dirty magazines.

My son needed help, but I didn’t even know where to begin. Before I could say more, Harry spun on his heel and started toward his room, his small shoulders stiff with anger. “Harry,” I called after him. He didn’t stop. Didn’t even glance back. The sound of his door closing echoed like a warning. This was serious. First Bae’s memory loss, now Harry seeing someone who didn’t exist. My mind raced. Maybe the Pack witch could help. The first time he mentioned Olena was during the ritual, right in the middle of it he’d whispered about a crush on her. Whatever this was, it started that night.

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.

+ALEXANDRA+ I'm feeling kind of regretful because things aren't going as planned. Harry isn't taking things well, the conversation has gone off in another direction, and I don't feel comfortable talking about my personal life, especially after hearing how he blatantly denies his relationship with the woman his mother has always wanted him to be with. Dylan showed me some pictures, and now I feel like I've been living a lie!

I say and take a shower, then get dressed in my yesterday's clothes since i don't have my clothes here . After getting ready ,harry hold my hand and we get in his lovely ,awesome car. "So what's up for breakfast, haz?" "I don't know why , but I don't mind it when you call me haz ,but when someone else calls me haz I feel like ripping their heart out " "Well, then my work is done . Wait i have to call a back magic artist and thank him ." "Ha ha ha , i'm serious"

Manny smiled and nodded firmly. "Why?" "Let's say ... you are my ideal man, a kiss means a lot for me right now! At least I don't have to imagine kissing my pillow again every night!" Manny's words were too blunt. Harry tried to control himself and his expression, he was not someone who was skilled at things like this ... And he was quite surprised to hear the narrative of a girl who bravely said that she fantasized about him at night. Harry almost blushed. He cleared his throat and got up from his chair. His eyes collided with Manny's.

It's all a fantasy. Fable has been my escape. An unhealthy one. A safe pretend world where I could bury myself. Just like how Zee cried after she finished the final Harry Potter book, or how Jamie bases so much of her worth on the fictional version of herself that lives across a thousand Instagram pics, in the comments and likes of a thousand strangers. Just carefully constructed lies to comfort and lull. Dreams.

The main character of the story has made her entry. Many secrets are going to reveal soon and also don't forget Harry is not your typical Male lead who can't use his brain. He's extremely smart and cunning. I don't know but Harry is my favourite Male lead till now after him you can say I prefer Xander. But Harry's character is just everything. He doesn't feel anything but when he does he feels it with his everything. If he loves he loves madly but if he hates then he hates venomously too. So beware.