Harry Dresden Novels & Stories

Nothing slipped by him. "Mister Hardy..." Harry inhaled sharply, his eyes turning into slits. The name Drake Hardy was like a king's scepter in the underground branch. His word was law, and there was not a mess he could not clean up. The most feared enforcer in all of Tormora, the top dog in Mister Hardy's pack, was unbeatable. Even Tommy's seasoned right-hand man, Mister Posey, could not lay a glove on him. If anyone could take down Alexander, it had to be the formidable Mister Hardy.

I quickly made my way inside by breaking the door and saw Kendall standing on the top of the stairs and Harry lying on the ground. “I need one of you to sneak through the window. She is armed.” I said it through my earpiece. “Kendall Harper?” I called her. When she looked at me, her eyes were wide. “How do you know that name?” She asked, pointing the gun at me. “I am Detective Thomas Gibbler. I need you to lower your weapon and come down slowly.” I knew she was a ticking time bomb and Harry needed a doctor as soon as possible. “There is no way I will go to jail. Now if you come any closer, I will kill you.”

Harry had a nominal kinship with the boss here as his godfather and son, despite that, even he dared not enter Room 888. “Are you deaf? Can’t you hear me?” Harry shouted as he strode forward and grabbed Darryl by his collar. ‘Haha, Jade the goddess is here, if I beat this punk’s ass it’ll show how mighty I am, right?’ thought Harry while he called out. Immediately, twenty over burly men rushed into Room 888. They were all bouncers at the Moonlit River Bar. “What’s wrong, Harry?” The burly men asked. Harry turned to look at Jade and laughed, “Miss Jade, how should I deal with this guy?”

I roll my eyes and elbow Bellamy in the ribs. “Sure.” Harry answers, waving around his right hand which is still clutching what I can now see is a shiny glass bottle full of something purple. “Incubi delivery service. Where we always deliver the whole package.” He says with a wink. I groan. “That was terrible Harry.” I complain. “I could try another one. You would be surprised how many lines I can come up with using the word ‘package.’ Harry offers. “Please don’t” Bellamy says dryly.

Greg murmured. “It’s okay. This is Harry, my younger sibling in vampire terms. We share a sire in Talen. Harry is… well. Harry,” she cautioned him. “They come and go as they like, and I’m not at all surprised to see them appear in the main street of Havermouth right now.” “Okay,” Greg replied warily. “That’s not precisely an endorsement.” “Hmm. No, it’s not,” she agreed dryly as she crossed the road to Harry and stepped within the shop.

And before long, she had drifted off to sleep. Meanwhile, Denver was feeling restless in his room and was unable to sleep. When he couldn’t take it anymore, he got up and wore some clean clothes and sneaked out of the apartment, having confirmed that Ariadne was asleep. The elevator arrived at his floor and he got in. He dialed Harry’s number and it was answered on the third ring. “Hey man,” he began. “Up for some drinks?” “Tonight?” Harry’s voice came with a note of surprise.

The two of them shared each other in a manly way and Kavinsky walked in. Harry is wearing a white round-neck top and black pants, he held a cup of coffee in his left hand. He had black straight hair which made a bang in front of his face. His face is oblong and his eyes were black too. "What of your Dad?", Kavinsky asked crashing on the brown sofa. "He is at work", Harry replied sipping the coffee he held. "Aren't you going to offer me one?", Kavinsky asked referring to the coffee "Nah, am cool", Harry replied and they both laughed

He was enjoying the curiosity on everyone including his first brother's face; his first brother who usually knew about everything that there was to know. “No F-ing way.” Derek was the first to respond. He sat up in a delightfully shocked state. The others looked equally shocked although they didn’t have an exaggerated reaction as Derek. “Yes…F-ing way.” Harry nodded with a smirk. “I only know about this since I needed help from the Demon Emperor with a drug trafficking mob during my last military assignment.” Harry lowered his head as he thought about the incident; partly shame… partly gratitude multiplied several times by pride.

Opening the door, Christiana stood in front of her. "I forgot my handbag and umbrella at your house." "So sorry for the inconvenience." Her voice was laced with remorse. Staring at her, Daisy Hunter said," What, No, it's really okay…I too forget my stuff in people's homes." Daisy Hunter said, smiling gleefully, exposing her perfect dentition. Stepping into the dimly lit room, Christiana spotted her handbag and umbrella, grabbing it, she thanked Daisy and stepped out immediately.

A young man walke dinnand by the tattoo on the side of his neck, I knew it was the guy that delivered h third box. He bent and looked at me in the face “You might know them, but do you know me?” He asked.. He looked vaguely familiar.. He chuckled at the confusion in my face.. I looked back at Desiree who was too weak to look up. It felt like she wasn't even breathing at all.. “I'm Harry, the one who Desiree loved before meeting you, a very rich and handsome man!”. “Oh so you think you are the star of the show, well are you MichealAngelo, i need him to come meet as a msn, i need to meet zadok tell him to come!”.