Novelas y relatos de Felix Harper

Felix Sterling had a thing for women who reminded him of his first love. I happened to look about eighty percent like the woman he had lost. Because of that, he spoiled me rotten and turned me into a spoiled, arrogant woman who got whatever she wanted. Whenever some foolish woman dared to provoke me, I would track down her home, even at three in the morning, and slap her dozens of times. Felix never said a harsh word to me. He simply cleaned up the messes I left behind. That was until a woman who looked even more like his first love appeared. Her name was Vivian Hart. The moment she saw me, she dropped to her knees. With tears in her eyes, she pleaded, “I heard you’re really good at

Melancholy, regret, earnestness and tenderness, all mixed into one. “Ok,” I say, struggling to keep my voice from shaking. “Then tell me what you can. Who are you really?” Felix narrows his eyes at me, shaking his head. “I’m exactly who you think I am,” he says. “Felix Lockhart. Seventeen years old. Lead singer of the British rock band Fable. Human.”

Hazel's anxious face became redder, then she rolled her cute eyes and she turned her head into the window. The awkward atmosphere grew intensely, as Jae started teasing her. Then suddenly the company's guard knocked on the door. "Boss, Someone's here from the City Bank, he said that he is the director of the bank and came here to apologize to you!" Daryl Poxter was in despair when he knew that the one he offended this morning was no ordinary person, and it turns out that he is the most feared person in the world who turned it up side down.

The assistant hurriedly introduced himself, “I’m Mr. Fox's assistant. My name is Harper Saw.” Charlie nodded and said, “Please help us pass the message to Mr. Fox. Miss Golding’s bodyguards informed us that we suddenly lost the communication signal here. This is a great safety hazard. For Miss Golding’s safety, we have to leave first!”

“The first one, unfortunately, is correct. But you got the details of the second one screwed up a bit. It was not that serious. He just bitch slapped the intern and left a hand-shaped imprint on his face. He might just have kicked him in the balls but then Felix held him still until security arrived to escort him back to his office. I honestly don’t get why they didn’t just escort him off the premises.” Daniel shrugged. “That’s nepotism for you.” “What are you talking about?” “Luther Hart and Felix Callahan are related.” Cassie’s eyes widened. As far as she was concerned, Felix and Luther were both assholes but there were levels to their assholery. Felix was a rich pompous asshole who had ab

It is so delicious and flavorful! "This is delicious, mom! You're the best cook ever!" She just smiles and eats with me. The next morning, everyone is talking about Hilary. "Who would do that to her?" "Maybe some stalker, you know how perfect that girl is." "Celestia!" I turn my gaze to one of my classmates named Darrel. "Hilary is indeed missing?" he asked with a worried face. "Y-yes." "Dang! Whoever kidnapped her should die!" he's Hilary's groupmate in Science. I mean who can't resist Hilary's charm? She's so friendly.

"Yosef's taken a sudden interest in Xever Group. He's gone with Ophite to get some info from Mr. Stewart... Harper, what's with your face? You get into a fight?" Harper, who could not care less about anything else at the moment, flopped down with a huff. "Wilder, fetch me some strong liquor, will you?" Wilder shut off his phone and stood up, selecting a bottle from the cabinet behind him. "What's going on?" Harper, who would not dream of admitting to anyone that his wife had been unfaithful, kept a stern expression as he uncorked a bottle of imported liquor. He poured himself a half-glass.

Declan and Sebastian cheer behind us, clearly entertained that Liam is encountering that sort of feeling. Not long before we leave the room however, a tremendous structure fills the entryway. "Hello," he gestures at Liam, and afterward turns his look to me. "I'm Felix," he presents himself, without a grin. "I'm Isla," I note his comparability to Liam, their resemblance practically frightening. Felix is built, significantly more so than Liam, and strong. He is tall with earthy colored hair, his face a practically ideal duplicate of Liam. Nonetheless, a meager scar extends from his brow to his cheek, damaging his generally lovely face. Assuming Liam was the Sovereign of Light, Felix would sure

he added, which earned another growl from Felix. “I have known you since we were young. You’re a good man. Good for everyone else, just not Irene. I guess, no one is good enough for her. She’s my cousin, man. But she’s a sister to me,” Felix explained as he glanced around and cursed internally at the mess in his office. “Shoot. My mom would kill me. Freaking bastard of a man, that Hunter Everest,” Felix muttered as he blamed Hunter. Felix began picking up the papers that scattered earlier. He glanced at Seth who was comfortably looking at him, with no intention of helping at all.

I believed she was weak, breakable, and easy to discard. But now? Now she was connected to the Harrisons. Now she had leverage. Now she had a name that carried weight—Harrison. That name burned in my thoughts. FreyaHarrison. The missing daughter. The golden child. The key to power Malum had been chasing for years. Freya didn’t even know it yet—not fully. And that ignorance was the only reason she was still breathing comfortably, still smiling hopefully at Malum like a fool who believed affection meant safety.