Female Harry Novels & Stories

More often considered, among all Corvid Harpy, to be the most manipulative and deceptive. After returning with another servant, this girl had a navy blue-green sheen to her nails and hair, whereas the first servant girl, Lyla, had a mahogany-ruddy hue. She had been helping to carry two pitchers and half pre-poured tasters goblets of dark red wine, it wobbled in the glass as the two girls entered the room.

I told him in a sleepy voice, "and there's a lot that you need to explain. Like how the hell I was able to see you in my dreams and just exactly what the hell you plan to do with me." "I plan on marrying you and making you the mother of my children, that's what I plan on doing to you," he answered without a moment’s hesitation, "as to how I could visit you in your dreams, well, let's just say there's a group of witches who are looking for their spell book and if they ever find me it'll be off with my head and I'll be turned into dust." "You stole a group of witches’ spell book?" I asked in shock as my eyes widened.

Beautiful, but Remus didn't feel anything special about his feelings, maybe what people used to call 'chemistry'. "Her name is Sarah, she is nineteen years old, has graduated from campus and is now helping to teach students. She is a lecturer assistant ." Whispered Harry when the girl walked back. "Yes..." Remus answered softly The two of them drank the coffee that had been served, chatting lightly about Remus's work and education. Harry seemed very interested in an Alpha who wants to find a human wife, such a rare story. "Daddy!" said a feminine voice from the front door. "Ah.. honey, come in Anna!" answered Harry to the girl.

I asked, and grabbed her tightier, she shook her head, "No, never" she cried. “My words, young lady, are final to you. The next time I instruct you, without thinking twice, you do as I please. Do I make myself clear?” “Yes, yes” she cried, nodding profuely, “Please let me go” I finally let her go. One thing Harry taught me was never to beat my woman, she should never know how it feels to be beaten by her man. “And when she's stubborn, you can just torture her sexually. Now, that's how it's done” he grinned, making me squint my eyes at him

God knows how dead she would be right now. "Are you out stationing again, Harry?" She asks in the softest voice her throat could conjure up at that moment. She could barely smile without looking so terrified of him. Harry was humongous after all, an advert gym floozy, his muscles are not just for show. She heard rumors about how he used to participate in an underground fight with his cousins and the faint scars that scatter around his body were the proof of that. Of course, she knows that Harry would never lay his hand on her like that but from where she is standing now made it impossible not to look down from him.

Or is she glad that I'm out of their lives? "Ugh!" Heleni exclaims, moving to her dresser and wiping her eyes with a make-up remover wipe. "Harry of all people! Can you imagine?" I snap out of my thoughts and smile. " I think Harry is a good guy, maybe he was just exploring until he found his mate." Very much like Ricardo I suppose. I've been trying not to think of his sexual exploits, because it makes me feel insecure. Tonight he looked at me as if I'm the only girl he's ever laid eyes on, so I try to focus on that instead.

Now her arms were hiding her face. " F**k!" I banged my hand on the steering wheel in frustration. It didn't mean I was a bad boy or any philanderer who spent every night with a different girl. It was Harry, who spent every day with different girls. His phone didn't rest for a second. Some were not bothered he's mafia. They just want money, the expensive gifts he gave to them. Girls wanted to be with me. Genuinely, I wanted someone unique and special like the rarest diamond, who would belong only to me.

“Excuse me, I’m Penelope, and Mr. Harry is very serious with me. I'm not a mere bed warmer.” “Oh really?” I said, my voice low. “Well, I’d like you to know that Mr. Harry is a womanizer, and I’m here because he put something in my wife’s drink at the party last night, so he could have his way with her. You think that kind of man would settle for you? You’re mistaken.”

"I liked it when you said you didn't make love, you fucked, because that's what I want to do to you today, Kath Winston. Fuck you hard, just like in the old days! "Hey, Harry? You've become quite a man! But does your favorite fantasy still fit me?" She asked, considering resuming her use of the secret room and her domination games in style, dressed as a huntress. He would be a wild animal, which only required a pair of patterned underwear, but for it to be perfect, it would need to be overproduced. "I think I wore it for the last time before I got pregnant with Chase, and well, you know I don't have the same body as before, Harry!

"I brought my ex with me” Harry incomprehensibly turns his head towards me. “Do you remember I told you I had never smelled a woman before ? That's because she's not giving off any scent”. Harry's eyebrows seem to have grown together over his forehead. “And that's because she's one of them. The witches”. I look down. Harry starts laughing. "What's so funny ?" “You've been with a girl who spends her free time killing guys like you? How the hell did you dare cheat on her ?”