Harrem Novels & Stories

Bending as he pressed his back to the Hare's, Cook used Nickel's ears as leverage to throw the Hare over his head and into the nearest wall. Nickel was slow to rise, the wall was bloody when he pushed himself up from it. "So, you're a fucking tom. Shouldn't have revealed your hand." The Hare had a pulsing green gem in his paw now. "I'm good at killing toms." The green glow from the gem began to surround Cook. "I just took care of my dear Captain. I'm gonna make short work of you. Have you ever felt grief before? With this, I can multiply it. Or how about anger? Yes. How about I turn you into a berserker who kills indiscriminately and set you on those skin-sheaths you are trying to save?"

His head snaps towards my direction his empty grey eyes stare at me I jump scared tripping on the bedside table that makes a loud bang falling on my butt I could hear heavy footsteps rushing this way I hurry picked up the table and rush the way I came as I slide the window shut I hear the door open "Repbisni ti emirale" i hurry to say not caring if I was heard or not, I run as fast as my legs could take me,my whole body buzzing,I jump through the portal falling on my knees my legs turned jelly as I emptied my stomach of it's contents on the sand suddenly breathing felt hard every breath feeling like poison,my eyes widened in realization KIMORA had returned…

Over the next three days, I relied on the precise schedule provided by the scrolling comments and began my "poaching operation". On Tuesday afternoon, Stacy had arranged to meet her second target—the number one assassin in the entire server of "Galaxy Rim," whose in-game ID was "Shadowfang". I changed into a sleek black, form-fitting outfit and arrived at Velvet Club half an hour early. Shadowfang was a rebellious young man with silver hair, carrying a wild and untamed aura in real life. When he stepped up to the booth and saw my face, the admiration in his eyes gave him away completely, and his pace visibly faltered.

I did right as the first of Riker's attempts hit the ground. "Stop helping her!" Someone roared on the mic. "That's cheating!" Riley was picking off the others who were closing in on my location one-by-one. "You ganging up on someone just because they aren't like you is bullying, and we don't tolerate that," Riley snarled back. "Roll," Vincent ground out as another bullet whizzed by my character. "I'm almost in position. You're doing great," he complimented. I beamed and continued on my merry path. I was making my way over to the tunnel again, taking the very open and direct path to it this time.

Callum tried to be precise and accurate this time. For the fucking 5th time. And he couldn’t catch a hamster. Seriously. With the power he now had being a vampire and a wolf. Jeez. He took his mark. And focused. He blocked everything in his mind. The buzz from the pack. The encouragement from Dad, even when he wasn’t Swift. He could hear them. He blocked all teases from Max and the Betas in the pack. He zoomed out everything except for the little white creature who was grazing and nibbling on the grass.

The witches closed in, their laughter echoing like a chorus of nightmares. Something inside Aqua snapped. A surge of dark energy, unfamiliar and terrifying, welled up within her. She felt her pendant grow hot against her skin, the clear crystal turning black as smoke. The air around her crackled with raw power as she turned back towards the attackers, her fear morphing into a blinding rage.

Have the face of an angel but the mind of a killer. It's not hell if you like the way it burns. Remember that. Learn from it. Become the one people fear. Because that's how you survive. After all, no one expects an angel to set the world on fire. ~The End~

"The Harrison Pack!" Mr Glamora mumbled within himself after hearing Cornor's Explanations "Interesting, And what makes you so sure Glamora?" Hambora taunted with a smug "It's Harrison Pack Hambora, during the Fatal War, not Everyone died Remember and besides, It's only the Harrison Pack that will have a Mixture of Supernatural breeds within a Single Pack!" Glamora Replied and Hambora nodded, he knew better than not to get on Glamora's tail whenever the Harrison Pack were mentioned, his Wife had been killed during the Fatal War and ever since then, his grudge for the Harrison Pack had only deepened.

Durbar asked worriedly and Harper smirked. " Because I know who Larsen is. He knew who his enemies were and what they were thinking. They made a mistake underestimating him. And it'll be their worst mistake," he said with a smirk and grabbed the hair of the girl, shoving his shaft deep into her throat and causing her to choke and fight for breath.

He put the suitcase in the trunk. “I said to have fun. Not this.” Hailey said with wide eyes. Penelope didn’t know what to say she only shook her head lightly. “I like this guy.” She smiled at him and then suddenly changed her expressions and looked at Penelope. “If he does anything you just give me a call and I’ll come and whack his ass.” “I’m right here.” Damen put his hand on his sides. “I know, sweetie.” She gave him a toothy smile. Take care you two.” Hailey gave him her phone number. “Text me when you reach.” He nodded and drove towards his home.