Harry Dresden Novels & Stories

“Yes, Alpha.” Few minutes later, a tall brown haired man sauntered into the office, his eyes bright with an emotion I could not decipher in that moment. Well, he certainly caught my attention. “Have a seat,” I said, watching as he did so. “Thank you for having me, Alpha Aiden,” he replied, rubbing his hands. “I'm Harry. Harry Winston.” “I see. What do you want?” He didn’t waste any time in responding. “To join your pack. I want to destroy the rogues too.”

We want someone who’s got their ear to the ground, supernaturally speaking, so this is a good thing. “How did you know?” I ask. Crazy Harry shrugs, then leans down to pet one of the squirrels between its little pointy, tufted ears. “I know a lot of things.” When he straightens again, there’s just the hint of fear in his pale gaze. “Are you going to hurt me?”.“No,” I say, giving Kian a pointed look. I drop my arm away from the feral shifter’s chest and step bodily in front of him before he can terrify our informant into running. “Harry, are you familiar with the Tree of Life?”

Seeing as Jade was just on the line with me, I knew that it was impossible for her to be the one who sent me a message, and Aiden was not an option to consider; therefore, pulling my phone out of my pocket, I frowned when I saw a message from Dante, or in other words, The Bloody Prick, as I have decided to name him on my phone. -Did you back out already? I bit my bottom lip as I read the message, and for a second, I debated on whether or not to actually back out. Would it be worth working with him? Or would I just be wasting both my time and energy over a prick who didn’t know anything about being decent?

He tried to catch more, but Adrian’s voice lowered, turning into a frustrated mumble. Harry exhaled, his grip on the gun firm. "Guess I’ll have to get closer." The bathroom door swung open, and Adrian froze. His breath hitched as his eyes landed on the last person he expected to see—Harry Hendrix, standing tall, a gun casually adjusted in his grip. "You!" Adrian’s voice cracked with shock, his body tensing. Harry smirked, taking a slow step forward. "Me." Adrian instinctively took a step back, hands slightly raised. "Back off." His voice wavered, but he tried to sound firm.

He turned around to look at the speaker. “I’ve got you this time” said a familiar voice. Kane turned around, “Harry? What are you doing here” “What do you think?” He clapped his hands and a couple of peacekeepers walked out of the tree around the grove and marched in resonance, geared with the formidable railgun, camouflaged attire and black leather boots. Harry moved forward, a mousy looking human moved with him holding up a glass umbrella large enough to cover both their heads. “You are losing your grip. A dead body, a murder weapon and a eyewitness. I expect I’ll get you a lifetime.”

His voice seemed a little closer now and I can tell easily that he is walking towards where we were. “We have been looking everywhere for you!” He adds. I bite my lower lip as I hear Harry respond, “I’m so sorry Jordan. By the way, I want you to meet America, she was the one who made everything of this possible.” I smiled and greeted, “Hi.” I chirped. “It’s so wonderful to meet you. I’m Jordan.” Jordan responds as I feel his warm hand shaking mine. “I am Harry’s other assistant.” “It’s an honour to meet you.” I replied as I feel him pulling his hand away from mine.

"I never thought you'd come back alive. You should have atleast told me about your plan before you had made the move, I would have come with you or atleast send some guards to go with you " Derek sighed, he really had not want him to bother like he was doing now, that was why he had kept it from him, well what matters now was that he had returned. "Most of the thanks should go to her, if it weren't for her I would have made it through the vampire land talk more of even locating the land of the outcast." He stated, referring to Jenny. Harry smiled at her in appreciation as he stretched his hands towards her. "thank you so much my dear for helping him, I really appreciate. I'm Harry by the way

[Damon] I’m in the middle of tying the knot of my tie when I hear a familiar voice coming from downstairs. I don’t rush, however. I take my time. I make sure I look like the CEO I’m supposed to be before leaving the room. Harry is waiting for me in the dining room, already chomping down on the sandwiches placed on the table. “Sorry. I just landed and was craving homemade food,” he says while chewing, his voice barely coming out as he swallows in a rush.

Harry threatened, pointing the gun at the side of Tessa’s head. A man in a military ceremonial dress suit stepped out of the crowd surrounding Harry and Tessa. It was none other than Graham Thompson, the military general.