Harry Dunn Novels & Stories

“Ghosts don’t walk into a Luna’s office with clean paperwork and an investor’s charm unless they have someone pulling their strings. And this man is playing one dangerous game that I don’t like. Valerie is already walking on threads, and Maxine is being pushed off a few things in the company. I heard it all from Rosalyn, but nothing makes sense as to where that bastard came from.” Hunter’s mouth twitched, a reluctant agreement. “That’s what worries me. I’ve had men cross-checking every D’Amaris in the northern registry, nothing. Not even a rogue clan by that name. Whoever he is, he’s hiding behind a fabricated identity. And this makes him even more dangerous. If Valerie couldn’t catch his sc

I answered because saying more would just make me angry again. “Understood. How would you like to handle the situation here?” David asked, his voice rising again. “I want Darien arrested for attempted assault of a camper. I won’t bat an eye if you rough him up for having the balls even to try to touch your next Luna,” I growled out my response. “Be my pleasure, sir,” he smiled.

He paused for a minute then sighed. “Dillion was going through the files we brought from Mendoza’s compound and found out who his dealer is.” I waited for him to tell me. “Well, who the fuck is it?” He took a deep breath. “It is Joseph King, the leader of the Suicide Kings.” I inhaled deeply and then let it out slowly. The Suicide Kings were the only gang in New York that was bigger than ours. Joseph King was a badass and I realized that I may have just made a deal with the devil.

Shaking his head, he let out a sigh and said, “Christian? Guess what, you’re with us.” “Are you serious?” Christian asked, stepping over to join them. “As serious as a stake through the heart,” Aaron assured him. “Ward, this is Christian....” “Henry,” he supplied. “Christian Henry.” “Nice to meet you. Do you happen to know where we can find Morris?” “Yes, he’s that bowling-ball-shaped fellow standing over there,” Christian noted. “Perfect,” Ward acknowledged. “He’s also our Healer.” “Really?” Christian questioned. “Interesting.”

The dungeon was silent, cloaked in a kind of darkness that didn’t just swallow light but seemed to mute sound, time, and emotion itself. Serena sat on the cold stone floor, her arms wrapped tightly around her knees. For days, she had tried to resist, to hold on to what was left of her strength, but now it felt like something deep within her had shifted.

I sigh, running my hand through my hair. "Can I see Grayson, please?" Malik looks stunned for a moment. "Right. Ah, he's in the Vengeance Pack right now. I'll let him know you're back." Finally, I follow Malik inside, who still is asking me relentless questions about where I've been the past five days. Honestly all I want to do is collapse my weak body into a bed, but I supplied Malik with the basics of my kidnapping. I left out details of the strange Huntsman named Cal from a Pack unknown. He told me to keep a secret, and at this time, I'm not jumping on the idea of selling him out. I mean, he's proved how good he is with a bow and arrow...

Haden finished taking a sip of his wine. "It's not a game," I said. "Oh it is... and my guess would be... Loren has almost won," he said, his eyes gesturing to where Leo's hand was.

The table wobbled and threatened to cave in. “We need you to use your powers little brother, we need to see what Kurron is up to,” he clasps my shoulder squeezing it tightly, his nails digging in. when he pulled his hand away, it was surprising to see that there was no blood. Dunn got down on one knee in front of me and said, “You don’t have to do this, we can find another way” I looked down at Dunn, his eyes pleaded with me, I sighed heavily and placed my hand on his shoulder and stood

HONEYMOON ARTHUR’S POV I was training when Dennis came to me and told me a rumor has spread in the pack of my mate being human. I was furious and enraged and swore to find out who leaked the identity of her but Dennis stopped me. He offered me a different opinion, an opinion I swore to rather die than do. Announce my human mate to the pack and end the rumors. “She is a fuvking weakling, Dennis!” “Then make her strong...” he said.

I am going to have a very interesting academic year, and even though I may not be in the Cheerleading team, but I am interested in Damian Anderson. Call it lust, call it to crush or love at first sight. One thing is certain I know he is that fire that I will gladly burn-in.