Felix Harper Novels & Stories

Alexis said all together, her person was cold and aloof as she talked. "Alexis, your former stepmother had a backer, and her backer is the Deputy Inspector General of Police, he is just one step away from the peak of his career, the EFCC won't be that hard for him to reach." Tommy said trying to make Alexis come back to his senses.

"Valerian’s ancestors believed they deserved more. More land. More power. When diplomacy failed, they turned to war. They slaughtered our kin. Burned our villages. And we fought back." The firelight flickered, casting harsh shadows across his face. "It never truly ended. Every generation, every king, picks up the sword again." "And Valerian himself?" Serena asked, her voice barely a whisper. Alexandro’s eyes darkened. "He’s ruthless," he said. "A brilliant strategist. A cold-blooded killer. He sees peace as weakness. He won’t stop until he controls every pack between the mountains and the sea." A shiver ran down Serena’s spine—not from the cold.

Like an insect or other squashable bug, his value to them was even less than a commoner because he had squandered the gifts of wealth and family name so foolishly. He was very surprised to see Felix mentioned in London section. As one of the richest, most eligible bachelors in the country despite his reputation his movements were still worthy of reporting. But why would he be in London, he always conducted his business through correspondence? Oliver had slammed the paper down in disgust. Years ago, when Felix had gotten drunk and melancholy soon after returning from Europe, he had mentioned some of the things he had done. Tying women up, teasing, roughly stripping their clothes with knives,

I don't need a liability right now. Harper is a perfect choice, she has a stable and good income-earning job, and she is resourceful in many ways. With her support, I know I will have the dream life I have always wanted. "Baby I know you are confused, but trust me, we don't need Harper" Alice held my hand her eyes pleading.

At that very moment, being hit by a car didn’t seem like a terrible option. Felix cleared his throat to speak. “Now please Miss?”, “Ellis”, Harper offered helpfully. Her helpful attitude was beginning to peeve me. “Yes thank you. Now Miss Ellis, I understand this is all coming as quite a shock to you. I’m an involuntary participant in all of this too. Now if you’d please be of assistance and handle this like an adult, that would be very helpful”, he said flatly. I didn’t know what was more surprising. The fact that he spoke or the fact that he spoke garbage. What did he mean that l ought to handle things like an adult?. This was very upsetting news and l had every right to be upset.

“It just makes things right.” For a moment, neither of us spoke. The music swelled, drowning out the murmurs around us. Harper looked older than I remembered, his silver hair thinner, his eyes more sunken. The arrogance was still there, but beneath it was something else. Fear. I stepped closer, lowering my voice. “You built your reputation on control, Harper. Manipulating people. Pulling strings. But now you’re losing your grip. Frederick’s license is suspended, your family name is poison, and the same people who used to beg for your attention now won’t even meet your eyes.”

He seemed genuinely irritated that Xena wasn't eating properly. But his stern tone was understandable. After all, she had collapsed from low blood sugar earlier that day. A shadow of gloom crossed Hayden’s face again. Sitting here, he felt almost like a joke. Felix’s consistent shows of care had a way of shattering Hayden’s fantasies. He had to admit that among the three of them, Felix had been through the most. He was brilliant and ruthless. He had rescued the Gibson Corporation from the brink of collapse and stood atop a peak that neither Hayden’s nor Leo’s families could rival.

🦋 BENITA CELESTINE 🦋 Scott was the first to leave after warning everyone to take safety precautions. Then Harper returned to her room. She has barely said a word since I took her with me, and I was beginning to think she didn't want to be here; she's just sad she has nowhere else to go because her father had gone bankrupt, and she didn't want to be used by them or suffer with them. Felix and I sat across each other, staring at each other, emotionally preparing for the worst.

Ethan walked out, closing the door quietly behind him. Harrison leaned back in his chair and pressed two fingers against his temple. The morning had been productive, but he could feel the strain beginning to build. He disliked the reminder that his body still had limits, especially when his mind was already moving through the next list of tasks. His phone vibrated. A message from Hamilton appeared on the screen. Hamilton: So, how many people have you frightened today? Harrison stared at it for a moment before replying. Harrison: Not enough.

She was wearing a tailored brown pinstripe suit with a pale blue collared shirt and a structured blazer. Harper greeted quickly, “Mrs felix.” And then brushed past her to get to her desk. Oliver’s blue eyes followed Harpers movements until she sat down and then he followed suit, circling his polished mahogany desk and sitting down. He subtly adjusted his trousers beneath his desk as he gestured toward one of the visitor chairs. “No worries, Alice. Take a seat and tell me what challenges your team faced this month.” Mrs. Felix or Alice, moved to sit down in the chair, placing her laptop bag besides the chair on the floor and opening up the tablet in her hands. As their meeting proceeded, Harp