Harry And His Mother Lemon Fanfiction Novels & Stories

"Please forgive me," Harry pleaded. I crossed my arms, letting out a cold, humorless laugh. "Aren't you afraid that going back on your own curse will bring you bad karma?" I slammed the door in his face, but he refused to leave. "Stop being so petty. I already got rid of Violet. What else do you need me to do? You forgave me every other time. Why not this time? I was just playing around with those women. I never loved any of them. I only love you."

She sprinted towards the building after motivating herself. …. "All of the information that you required has been gathered, Mr. William." He was on his way to the office after parking his car in the parking lot when his assistant said, "OK, put that on my table." He brought out his phone and dialed a number; after a few seconds, the phone was answered. "Hey Mum" "I am not your mum." Harper grinned and replied, "If that's the case, I'll hang up." "Don't you dare Harper, you are getting a lot more rebellious with every passing day, you're going to come home for the holidays, it's been a long time since you last visited"

Right now, at this moment, she had yet to get together with the bastard who ruin her entire life. "Your leg is already injured to this point. Stop eating junk food." Riley restored her calm, pulling the chair over to sit by her bed. "There is a signature pork bone soup restaurant nearby. The taste is very good I'll go buy some for you later." Grace lips pursed. "Honey! Without KFC Fried Chicken what use do I have for you!". Riley did not argue with her She only sat by her side staring at her. Grace rarely ever saw her bestie so quiet and obedient.

However, it just scoffed and said, "You're so silly. But you're right; we can't let her die. What if she makes us draw lots before we're allowed to sleep in the casket?" Then, a brief, cold breeze blew around Mom's neck. She got such a fright that her hands wobbled violently for a while. After freezing for a couple of seconds, tears gushed from her eyes. "Was that you, Belle? It was you, wasn't it?" Mom then burst into loud tears once more. "I'm sorry, Belle! I've let you down! I've already burned the lottery box! I won't ever make you draw lots again! "Mom actually loves you very much! It's just that you were too sensible and understanding from the moment you were born! You wouldn't even cr

Naomi would defend Helen simply because she craved a mother’s presence. If Elena didn’t act soon, they wouldn’t just lose trust. They would lose control of everything they built. That night, back at home, Harry sat at the dining table staring at his phone. He looked exhausted, worn down by the gravity of the last few days. Helen approached him quietly, placing a cup of tea beside his hand. “You look tired,” she said in a soft voice. Harry rubbed his forehead. “It’s been… a lot.” “I know.” She sat across from him. “But I want you to know… I’m here for you.”

And one thing more, which the merchant let fall lightly and my mother caught and kept, every word of it: that the King of the Gods was said to have sat alone before Hebe’s shrine for a whole month, letting no one near, and that not even Hera had dared go to call him away. When she heard these things, nothing showed on her face. She only kept chopping her vegetables, or went on drying her herbs. But I knew. She remembered. She remembered everything. One evening she and Julian walked by the river. The setting sun stained the water orange-red, and the far hills folded over one another like an ink painting. Julian told some joke; I had drifted too far to catch it, but my mother laughed, and it w

When I saw the look on Hailey's face, I quickly hurried after them. However, as I reached the stairwell corner, I heard Mom speaking proudly to her in a bright, satisfied voice. "Finally, we can dump Caroline, that burden! She actually thinks I'd help her with treatment? I wish she'd drop dead!" Mom affectionately patted Hailey's hand, and her eyes gleamed. "Hailey, haven't you always liked Ashton Lloyd? Now that Caroline is sick and probably doesn't have much time left, you'll finally get her boyfriend."

she muttered shyly and I chuckled again "That's what parents like to tell their children; that they waited until the night of their mating ceremony but it's all lies. I know because I was lucky enough to have parents that had the guts to admit to my sister and I that they most definitely didn't wait. In fact, I remember my mum admitted that she and my dad couldn't keep their hands off of each other the moment they met for the very first time" Harvey let out a breathy laugh at my words before biting down on her lower lip and I gripped the steering wheel harder as the action filled me with a strong urge to lean in and kiss her

"I'm here to see you, Julia. I brought you ice cream. It's strawberry flavored." He ate a mouthful. "Your mom is still in the treatment facility. She's doing fairly well. The staff there takes good care of her. She's a proud, stubborn, and pigheaded woman, but I know she truly loved you. She just… showed it in a very stupid way—so stupid that she ended up causing us to lose you." Dad lowered his head. The ice cream before the gravestone was slowly melting under the sun. I sat on top of the gravestone, looking at him. Then I reached out and tried to touch his hair. My fingers went right through, but some of his gray hairs ruffled in the breeze.