Novel & Cerita Harrison X Preston

The elevator doors open, and I walk through the garage to reach my parking spot. “Doce?” X's voice comes from behind me, making me turn around, startled. He smiles, admiring my black satin sheath dress, and then says, “I'm very happy to see that Pandora's words didn't affect you.” “What are you doing here, X?” I ask, still surprised to see him dressed in a black tuxedo, standing in my building's garage. “I came to see you... After what happened at my place, I deduced that you would like an explanation,” X replies.

The hatred would be there while I watched him do whatever he liked with anyone he wanted to do with. Xander is the son of Alpha Xavier, and there was just no difference in cruelty. They were both so heartless and powerful. I could tell Xander would be more gruesome than his father the moment he became the Alpha. My name is Hutton. I am the Alpha Prince of the Blue Moon Pack, one of the most powerful yet intimidated by the Red Moon Pack.

to Harrison's house, I knock on the door and surprisingly Harrison answered. Harrison smiled real big "Ah, Kaedeance it's so good to see you, as well as you Sara." Harrison led us into the kitchen, Kelli was in there cooking lunch. Kelli set plates in front of us and placed a grilled cheese and fries on it and smiled as she walked away. "So what brings you here?" Harrison asked. "I want to recreate you and your wife's ceremony as a gift to you and Devllin," I tell him. Harrison doesn't say anything and just stares at his plate. "I was wondering if you have a detailed picture of her dress so I can have it recreated," I ask. He doesn't say anything and just gets up from the table and walks aw

Harrison said how nice my grin was. I was blushing so much at this point. The joy that had been on my face gradually vanished as I saw someone at the corner of the ceremony. He did not seem to be a visitor, and I had not previously seen him in the pack. He had such a casual outfit on. His T-shirt seemed to have been worn for seventy millennia, and he was dressed in black shorts. Harrison told me that our VIP visitors would be arriving soon, and he wanted to be there to greet them. Harrison diverted my attention from the stranger, and when I turned to face him again, he had vanished. People started to show up and take seats as soon as the hall was ready.

After running into a dead end, Harrison didn't leave Lethor. He spent a fortune renting a house in a small town near the temporary media center, then sent Joseph back to Astora. "Go look into a man named Alexander Grant," Harrison said. "I want everything you can find." Joseph took one look at Harrison's grim expression and didn't ask questions. He flew back that same night. It didn't take long for Alexander's file to arrive, along with a photo of his fiancee.

SYNOPSIS:Taming Harrison Cole Harrison Cole rules his empire with an iron fist. He is cold, untouchable and dangerously powerful. Jasmine is the opposite: Unyielding,disciplined and burdened by responsibilities she refuses to abandon and in her presence, defiance is not an option. Assigned to care for the most difficult patient in the hospital,Jasmine expects arrogance not relentless cruelty. Harrison challenges her at every turn, stripping away her comfort and testing her limits but Jasmine doesn't break. Pulled from the sterile hospital walls into a world of wealth,secrets and unseen battles,their tension begins to shift, walls crack ,trust emerges but the past refuses to stay un

Her eyes were filled with nothing but sadness. “I’m not sure but we’ll loss nothing if we observe precautions.” I faced Xyrus. “Xyrus, are you sure that you’re a Harrison? There is no XH in my list, only XY,” I asked in askance. He was taken aback with what I said and it took him some time before responding. There is also no SC and SH among us. Am I wrong? Is the hint just mere speculations? “Yes, I am a Harrison,” he replied firmly. The firmness in his reply just made me doubt him more.

Preston answered in an irked tone, pressing his temples. “Should I contact Sir then?” Xavier asked skeptically. “No don’t disturb him. He is in a video conferencing with the D’costa group.” Preston denied it, recalling his small conversation with Neil half an hour ago. He found Xavier looking at him with perplexed eyes. “Just tell them straightforwardly that we will get back to them as soon as possible.” With that suggestion being taken into consideration, Xavier went out of the room. Preston pressed a few keys on the main computer and cursed under his breath looking at the bearish candlestick. “Fuck,”

Harrison. He stood at the altar, tall and proud, his broad shoulders squared, his eyes burning with intensity as he gazed at me with an unreadable expression. He looked dashing in his tailored white suit, his hair sleeked back, revealing his chiseled features and strong jawline. His hazel piercing eyes never left mine, and his lips were tugged in a gentle yet captivating lopsided smile that made my heart skip a beat. It was the first time I had seen him smile, and it took my breath away. "We are gathered here today to witness the matrimony of Liam Harrison and Roselyn Moore," the priest's voice resonated through the grand hall as I stepped onto the altar, my fingers trembling against the bou

“Put the gun down, Damien. Before I make you swallow it.” The bathroom door swung open, practically splintered off its hinges. Harrison stood in the frame, his towering body radiating a cold, terrifying aura that instantly sucked all the oxygen out of the room. His tuxedo jacket was off, his white shirtsleeves rolled up to reveal his thick, corded forearms. His storm-grey eyes were fixed entirely on his son. Damien didn't flinch, but the muscles in his jaw tightened. Slowly, with a mocking smirk that didn't reach his eyes, he lowered the silenced pistol and tucked it back into his waistband.