Harmony Fanfic Novels & Stories

"Harmony you are second, Tenda you are third, I am first" "Yass!" Harmony exclaimed, "Wait what? "I swear you hate me," Tenda muttered. "By the way, how do you know that's what we were arguing about? Harmony questioned, confused. "She's dating Frank, what did you expect." Tenda shrugged "How has that got to do with what just happened." Harmony scoffed while I stood quiet as hearing his name made me feel down, that I couldn't help but sigh. Maybe I was really paranoid or maybe I was not. Maybe it was just in my head or maybe it wasn't.

Marilyn POV, The soft breeze from the window fanned against my tits and I felt chills shoot through me. I roll to my side staring at the face of the man I love hoping his warm temperature might grant a bit of respite from the cold. His arm rubs against my back, the temperature became warm and cosy and I felt I could dance through it. Roland drew a heart in my back and I wiggle at the feel of it. The only sound I could hear was the teasing hum of his breath.

I was unable to accept that this could be a new version of my delicate mate! Yet the mate-bond surged violently between us, roaring to life with such force it nearly dropped me to my knees. The red threads of destiny swirled around us, connecting our souls with the bond that was responsible for everything. That forced marking ritual completed itself, binding us with sacred threads of destiny. But the bond wasn’t supposed to turn Harley into something she was not. How could she shift into a damn lycan?

Cassian tried to talk, but his voice was hoarse from the yelping and wailing, so Harmony held him in silence until the shaking stopped and he was resting in her arms. “You know why you had to be punished?” Harmony asked, and he nodded. “And you know that if you’re bad again I’ll have to punish you again?” Again the nod. “And you want to be good?” Another nod. “Then come here,” Harmony said and pulled him towards her for a long overdue kiss. Such sweet kisses, there was no mistaking the hunger they felt for each other. It was their anniversary afterall. The need for more was undeniable. They clung together, grasping at each other and pressing closer and

I can do it myself unless I am sick, then I accept any help I can get. I have successfully made my way down to the kitchen to throw away the trash and have just started washing the dishes when the kitchen door is slung open, slamming hard against the wall. “Seriously?” I call out behind me to whoever did it without looking. “Sorry, Briar.” Devin giggles. I can hear Rebecca giggling with him as they enter the kitchen with their arms wrapped around each other. “Hey, Briar! It looks like Devin is my mate after all these years. Did you know we have almost everything in common?” Rebecca’s tone is irritating. I don’t know whether to be angry or upset.

Chapter 6: Blurring Lines. The next few days passed in a strange, unsteady rhythm. Damien and I continued working together on the Harrington case, mostly in the same conference room or occasionally in one of our offices. On the surface, nothing had changed. We still argued constantly. We still disagreed on almost every major point. We still spoke to each other with sharp edges and barely concealed irritation. But underneath it all, something had shifted. It was in the small things.

chapter 33 defiling his orders A knock came breaking Adia out of her reverie as she walked to the door, "Hey" she greeted as she saw a feminine man at the door with a full makeup on his face. "Good day ma'am" he greeted enthusiastically " Good day" Adia responded, her eyes working as she had never seen this strange face before. "Am harry, your stylist" he introduced himself seeing Adia was feeling uncomfortable. "Okay.." Adia stressed looking for a more valid explanation.

The room seemed to spin around me and I raised one hand to clutch Mami’s skirt tightly. “What is she talking about?" Tears I didn’t realize I was holding leaked from my eyes. “Your majesty, please reconsider,” Mami begged. “You can’t seriously want to wed her to that cretin. Selena has bright blue eyes! Ringed with gold. If she were a man, she would be a lycan, and now you want to marry her off to that black-eyed monster?!” “He’s a prince! A more eligible match than the Beta she tried to marry."

I feel conflicted about calling Harper; Josh should be the one to do it. --- Harper’s POV I pace back and forth in my room, trying to understand why Josh is behaving this way. I thought our counseling sessions would help him improve, but he seems to be allowing a third party into our relationship. When I called him earlier, I was grateful he picked up, but hearing Trisha's voice in the background made me cringe. Are they rekindling their love? I can't understand. As promised, I take a warm bath and change into my nightie. My thoughts are all over the place. Lying in bed, I think about what went wrong. My mind drifts to a dream I had a while back, making me panic. I sit up abruptly.

I thought aloud, looking at the kingdom below us. Liam remained silent. He kissed my hair and breathed in my scent. "Or maybe he loves the kingdom as much as I do, so being a fire wolf will be a blessing," Liam said. I closed my eyes. Liam's arms tightened around me, offering comfort and solace as we shared a moment of contemplation. The moon hung high in the night sky, casting a gentle glow over the kingdom. The beauty of the scene below, paired with the weight of our conversation, created a sense of unity between us.