Harry Dunn Novels & Stories

Kevin run up to Tyrone and after making a call of a pay phone. He entered the car with a smile on his face. "I was able to find a friend who will help us into the UK. " Kevin said and Tyrone frown. "Is he trust worthy? " He asked and Kevin nodded. "He is don't worry...... When we get to London, we will put our plan to action....... Luckily for us.... Your niece is affiliated with a billionaire who loves her like crazy and will do anything for her...... So let thank God for that. " Leave in said and his eyes widened in shock seeing a police car in the distance and drove off immediately.

"Countless high-value liquidations, zero traces left behind. Nobody matches his kill count in close-range execution." Before I can process the name, the heavy security gates rattle. A tall, lean male in a distressed brown combat jacket walks in, dark tactical visors perched atop his messy dark hair. He saunters with the casual grace of an apex predator returning from a slaughter. "Who’s talking trash about my execution stats while I’m out cleaning up border scum?" Irving’s voice cuts through the ambient hum of the facility. Gavin points a thumb over his shoulder. "Chika, meet Irving Dunn. If you want a masterclass in throat-slitting and stealth ops, he’s your man."

The weight of her question hung in the air. "I plan to…" Daisy Hunter was interrupted by a vehement knock on her door. Allison shuddered backwards in trepidation. "How could that be by this time of the night?" Daisy asked as she walked over to the door. "Who's at the door…

He could challenge Donovan. "What do you want, Donovan?" Harry asked, his voice betraying a hint of nervousness. Donovan leaned in closer, his voice dropping to a low, menacing whisper. "You may have thought you could escape the consequences of your actions by joining another cult," he hissed, "but let me make one thing clear: nobody crosses me and gets away with it." Harry's face paled at Donovan's words, the colour draining from his cheeks as he realized the gravity of the situation. He had underestimated Donovan's ruthlessness, and now he found himself at the mercy of the man he dared to challenge.

my mother says without looking at me before opening the door for me. I swallow my fear down and walk inside, repeating her words: you can do it, you can do it. Damon and Aiden are seated at the table and I can feel their eyes on me as soon as I enter, but I don’t pay attention to them yet. My eyes land on the man who stands up with a smile to greet me. Harry. Forty-five years old. A tall and athletic body, warm amber eyes, neatly styled light hair and a face that belongs in an action or superhero movie. Harry is still as handsome as the last time I saw him, but that’s no surprise.

“Are you leaving? We made plans today, remember?” Why are they reminding me of plans that we didn’t even make? I might be old but I’m not forgetful. “Plans?” I inquired calmly. Devin nodded, he was now standing close to us. The sleeves of his white button up shirt were folded up to his elbows over blue denim jeans and paired with dark blue loafers. “Yeah, we’re going with Sharon to see that house in the Hamptons.” Just the thought of having to be in a confined space with him and his… his… his thingy is making my insides clench. “Sorry, Knox and I are seeing that game.”

I wasn’t sure what the term ‘mate’ truly meant, but I felt sympathetic towards the unfortunate girl who ended up with Dash. I knocked on the door and waited. “Enter,” he called out through the door. When I entered the room, Dane was leaning against his desk with his hands folded in front of him. He watched as I walked across the room, causing me to stop midway. I realized that if I got any closer, he would have the advantage of reaching me quickly, so I stayed put. “You wanted to see me?” I whispered.

Caitlin grabbed a chair and sat down adjacent to me, her bare thighs squashing down onto the seat as she folded her ankles and leaned back. She gestured with her hand to let me continue, almost impatiently and I cocked an eyebrow at her with a small smile. This woman… "If," I emphasised. "You're willing. Your target would be Lucas Trevino, software engineer and owner of Godfather nightclub." I paused for her reaction and she simply just nodded her head waiting for me to continue.

he added. “You should be! I have a gift for you,” Harry said, gesturing for Shadrach to take a seat on the couch. “So, what’s the news?” Shadrach asked. Harry was meticulous in his work, and despite being in his forties, he was well-groomed. He was Shadrach’s father’s most trusted associate and the son of the driver who had dropped Shadrach off at the hospital the other day. Harry’s family had always been loyal to Shadrach’s family, assisting him in covering up a few things. Additionally, Harry was an IT expert, and it wouldn’t take him long to gather the information he needed.

said a warm voice. Harry looked up at a man who was older than him and, more importantly, as tall as him. The stranger was a dark-haired man with brush-cut hair and chocolate eyes that sparkled with kindness. He extended his hand in greeting, and Harry was almost relieved to meet a friendlier person after his brief exchange with the Mad One. "I'm Beta Duncan," he chirped. Harry's eyes widened at this, and then a genuine smile played across his lips. "Alpha Black's second-in-command," the young wolf said, looking at Duncan with admiration.