Fem Harry Is Percy's Mom Fanfiction Novels & Stories

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.

said Anindira with a sad expression. ''Mommy understands Dira... Mom understands, you conceive and give birth to them... until whenever you will never be able to forget them,'' Fanny said, then hugged her beloved daughter who is now a mother. ''I wish I could see your children,'' said Harry, who had grown fond of the grandchildren he had never met.

She gripped Harry’s hand tightly, her fingers trembling as she tried to comfort him. Harry didn’t even flinch, his eyes fixed on some invisible point beyond the room, as if he hadn’t heard a word. The tension in the room felt like it could crack the walls. I shifted uncomfortably, feeling like I didn’t belong here. “Mom… please tell me Sasha isn’t getting married,” Harry choked out, his voice trembling. Tears clung to his lashes, and for a moment, he looked like a frightened child seeking comfort. His hands clutched at his mother’s arm, desperate for reassurance.

I asked, confused. "What's going on? We've been looking for guys since last night. We were all so worried. No calls, no text messages. You promised you'd call. Thank God, you guys are alright." Harry was now awake but surprised by the unwelcome guest. My mom and Harry's walk inside the room looking at us as if we were their missing babies. Ugh, I don't like that look. "We were so worried." Harry's mom hugs him tightly. "Mom, I'm twenty five not five. You don't need to be worried. I'm not a child." He shrugs his arms, feeling uncomfortable.

In this season, the leaves on the persimmon tree had almost fallen off, leaving only red fruits. Stacy saw his daughter under a large persimmon, as well as Harry. It seemed that his daughter had eaten persimmon with the remaining fruit juice on the corner of her mouth. Harry was wiping her mouth. In the past, she felt that Harry was lucky. At least, he had not been abandoned by his parents. Besides, he had a good family background, so he was well-known by many people when he was born. However, ever since she knew that Melissa was his mother and he didn't know at all, she actually felt a little pity for him.

“Can you really do that, Mum? I tried talking to her, but she wouldn’t even look at me. She’s so pretty… she looks like a fairy.” The honesty in his eyes made my chest tighten. He meant every word. I let out a long sigh, already thinking that maybe I could invite the girl for lunch—or even go see her myself. “I’d be so grateful if you did this big favor for me, Mum. And she’s so pale… you’d think she was sick.” Harry slid off my lap and stood in front of me, his small hands resting firmly on my shoulders, his gaze filled with hope. “Thank you so much, Mum!” Harry’s voice rang with excitement, his eyes glowing as if I’d just promised him the world.

Uncle Harry shouts. Mom picks up the pace and is furiously jacking uncle Harry's cock in and out of her mouth with her hand. Uncle Harry is responding by pushing his ass higher off the bed, trying to get more of his cock into her mouth. With a single tremor, uncle Harry shoves his ass up way up off the bed and holds it there, his tense body jerking spastically against mom's mouth. Watching my mom sucking and swallowing uncle Harry's cum, is the last straw for me and jerking my hand wildly I shoot my load into a tissue, as mom finishes swallowing uncle Harry's cum. On the computer monitor, mom is cleaning up uncle Harry's cock with her tongue then lies down on top of him with her head on his

"Mom, Dad. I'm so sorry." But Dad was shaking his head, Mom too. "Sweetheart," Mom said. "It's not." She sighed out some of her own sadness, the air heavy with it. "We both knew this day would come eventually." She smiled up at him, glittering tears making shining paths down her face. "Harry is immortal. I made him promise we would end our mating before I was too old."

Brown smiled stunningly as she ended her speech. Veronica was standing behind her, and when she saw Scarlet, she winked secretly at her elder sister. Scarlet was swarmed with happiness about her having a sister, and she smiled back at Veronica. “Fuck.” Harry muttered from where he is sitting, he knew he have no choice but to reconcile with Scarlet and make her his wife since she has his kids. As if on cue, his eyes saw her and he stood to his feet with the intent of approaching, but he stood on track.

, I say and he offers me a smile. “Of course you are, and I know you miss me, I can see in your eyes, I can see the way you look at me, you still want me, almost as much as I want you, I know you were using Henry to get to me, to make me jealous”, Harry says and I shake my head. This idiot thinks I am my mum? What the hell. Is my mum in danger? “Where’s my mum?” I ask as he pulls me up and hugs me tightly. I can feel his heart beating fast against his chest as he sniffs my hair.