Fem Harry Is Percy's Mom Fanfiction Novels & Stories

Carwyn Levi cleared his throat a few times, but Grainne pretended not to hear, continuing to ask Harry: "What does Harry want to eat tonight? Today can break the rules, let me eat whatever I want to eat!" Harry excitedly raised two fingers and said, "Mom, Harry wants two ice cream today!" Grainne immediately shook her head, “No, just eat one! If you eat too much, your stomach will hurt." Harry then pouted, "Mom just said you can eat whatever you want..." Carwyn Levi saw that the mother and daughter did not pay attention to her, she was very angry in her heart. He stepped forward, hugged Harry, and said: "Harry wants to eat anything, I will take you to eat. But you have to kiss me first."

After the convoy had left, Felicity still had not recovered from the terrifying pressure just now. This was the first time she had intuitively felt the terrifying and palpitating aura of superiority coming from Harry. There was a great sense of oppression even with a single glance. Felicity sniffed and said with flushed red eyes, “Dad…” “Shut up!” Heath knew his daughter very well, so he knew what his daughter, who failed to meet his expectations, wanted to say. She obviously wanted to ask him to help her to fight to win Harry’s heart, and to ask him to help her think about how she could marry Harry.

I thought finding your mate was a joyous occasion, picked for you by the Moon Goddess herself, regardless if it's not someone you expected. "Harry is the Beta of our pack, sweetie." Her mother rubs her back in soothing circles. "That is a very good mate to get." "I don't want to be the beta's mate." Heleni sobs. "I want to join the army, not have lunch dates with boring housewives and get big and ugly like Caitlyn." "Well, that's insulting." Caitlyn comments. "And maybe Harry wouldn't expect of you to give up your hopes and dreams." Her mother continues. "You haven't even spoken to him yet."

Harry answers the woman and I was so sure it was his mother. “It’s all good son.” The same woman answered and it was confirmed that it was Mrs. Scott. “We also had a chance to know each other while we waited for the two of you.” “That’s lovely.” Harry commented. “By the way, mom I have been wanting to let you meet my fiancee, America Pingries.” Okay there goes my go signal. “Merry, this is my mom, Ruth Scott.” “Hello Mrs. Scott.” I greeted as I cleared my throat.

She presented. Arosh's eyes extended as she presented herself. "Goodness. Who is it?" Fanky murmured. "Harry's Mom." Arosh murmured. Fanky was astonished to hear. "Ok, for what reason were you called and how could you get my number?" Arosh inquired. "All things considered, I have my methodologies. I simply need to converse with you, since I heard that you are near Harry. Please accept my apologies to ask, however would you say you are Harry's sweetheart? Harry doesn't inform me much regarding insider facts." she says.

I forgot I went here with Tyler once. Harry and I were both silent until she left. I looked at Harry apologetically. “I’m sorry. I-I forgot I went here with Tyler once but it's true that I always come here after exams.” He stared at me, “I wish I met you sooner…” I bit my bottom lip and looked at him painfully. “Tyler is just the father of my daughter now, Harry. Nothing else. He’s my past.” He shook his head and held my hand. “I don't care about the past, Serena. Why don't we just fill this place with a new memory? A memory of us?”

“Christ, what’s gotten into you? I thought since your stepfather was out of the picture, you and I could get together.” “My step—how do you know about that?” I ask. But the answer is obvious. My mom. She doesn’t care about me, but she wants to manage my life. I honestly do not understand her. “Harry, do you think my mom’s hot?” Harry looks slightly shocked at my question but recovers quickly. “Sure.” He shrugs. “She’s a milf.” “You know she has a thing for younger guys, right?” I’m feeling maleficent. The burning hatred inside me for her is expanding, ignited by Harry’s presence.

Incoming back message from Harry, “I've tried to ask and find out for myself to Alfred directly. What you thought about them never happened. Whether this is good or bad news for you, Alfred is still not interested in a romantic relationship.” True to what he said, Ivy must either feel happy or sad to hear that there are still no girls who can conquer Alfred's heart. Ivy's reply, “because she's perfect, it's hard to find people who are equally perfect. Then shortly thereafter her cell phone rang an incoming call sign. Harry was across the phone line. "Hello?” Say her, hesitant to take the call. "Perfect? For real! Maybe it's love, but don't be so blind because of it." Harry deliberately conta

Mrs Reyes said. She looked at Tamara and smiled. “I can see that you have taste, she is beautiful, welcome I am Harry's mother,” she said to Tamara as she put her hand forward to greet her. Tamara knew his name from that statement that was said by his mother. “So he is called Harry, I did not even bother asking him of his name, how stupid am I,” Tamara said to herself. Harry noticed it and placed his hand around her waist and looked at her romantically.

I glare at the phone and sigh. “Nope, this is not cool. You were in such a good mood and I refuse to let anyone ruin it.” Before I can respond, Harry plucks my phone out of my fingers and swipes to answer the call. “Good evening, this is Cam’s phone, Harrison speaking. Can I help you?” He says pleasantly and I suck in a breath so fast that I choke on air. I move as close to Harry as I can to try and hear what my mother is saying to him, but I can’t hear a thing and unless I climb into his lap, I can’t get any closer, although I seriously contemplate trying it.