Harry Dunn Novels & Stories

She was afraid that he was a bad person who wanted to kidnap her because of her stepfather's status as a very dangerous military chief. But Diana's wild thoughts disappeared when the man introduced himself.... "I'm Darren, that's my name." Darren? Annabelle's friend? Diana had never known. "I'm the boy who caught you crying in the restroom when your mom scolded you," he said again. Dana immediately shut her mouth. She finally remembered! Darren, the son of Alpha Adam who currently leads Pack Kyne. Diana still didn't think they would meet again. Especially after not meeting for a long time, she didn't recognize his face.

I fix myself. We park and exited the car. We enter the elevator and go to the 12th floor of the building. "Mr. Brooklyn!" An old man shouted. Hilary's dad and the old man bro hug each other and shake hands. "Here's my daughter Hilary." I bowed and shake hands. "And here's my son, Richard." A five-foot and nine inches tall guy wearing a mask extends his hand. I shake hands with him. "So let's talk about the wedding?"

Still, he remained silent, adhering to his solemn dining habits. Then, his secretary received a call and strode away to hear better. Face wrought with some shades of disquietude, the secretary reported, “Mr. Young, this just came in: Harold Dunn died by falling off a building. Manslaughter, they say. The suspect, who has been detained by the authorities, turned out to be his own father.”

Harry had rushed into his bedroom asking him if he had seen the latest news that was making the room, he had replied no, and he had switched on the television. He had immediately recognized the man speaking to be the man he had seen with Karen some nights ago. “Who was he, and what was he doing on live television?” he thought before deciding to focus on what they were saying. His blood ran cold as he read the headlines. A new company coming up? A competitor? “Who is that man?” he asked, throwing the question at Harry. “Unfortunately,I don't know. Tried to check, but his details did not give much information.” Harry replied. He too was wondering the same thing. Who was Damian Woods?

He was beyond her league while Kendall was at par with him. A soft knock on the door got her attention. She looked up to see a tall, distinguished-looking man with bright blue eyes. He smiled at seeing her, making Danielle relax. He looked friendly and she could interact with him easily. “Hi! Are you Danielle Hartford? Is this the Happy Matchmakers’ office?” Danielle nodded, inviting him inside. “I’m Damien Longmont! Carter Huxley recommended you so here I am. I have an appointment with you.” He stretched his hand for a shake and Danielle got up to welcome him.

A young man standing by the revolving door brightened up when he saw her vehicle. He hurried over, opened the passenger door, and slid in. "Babe, you're finally here." The man, Duane Dunn, was a rising star known for his appearances in short dramas. He was good-looking, with fair skin. He stood at six feet one inch and had a charming presence. Most importantly, he had the personality of a clingy, adorable guy who knew how to be affectionate—exactly Winter's favorite type. "What's going on? You sounded urgent on the phone," Winter asked.

Thug One nods his dark, closely cropped head. "Dandridge is coming with us," he says in a deep voice that one would expect from someone his size. Harry slowly lowers the bat and takes two steps in my direction. I keep my pepper spray trained on him because he's still got the bat. The buckets of sweat dripping off Harry's face are telling and there's a good chance he might pee his pants any second. His willy is still hanging out and this is not something I care to see.

The woman with a sexy red top smiles at me before she takes a long drink from her beer. “I want you all to meet Merry. My new found friend.” Harry formally introduces me to his friends with a huge smile on his face. “Merry this is Zion Watts.” He gestured to the black haired guy with a really handsome face who has tattoos on him as he greeted me a low hello and I responded courteously. “He might look a bit aloof but he’s actually fun.” I smiled at Harry. “This is Neal Bartley.” Harry gestures to the guy with blond who was kind enough to extend his hand to me for a handshake to which I accepted. “He’s just freaking laughing all the time.”

He thought that this man should be on good terms with Cayden and others. While Farris wondered if they just shared the same last name, Harry’s introduction crushed his thought. “This is Leon Jourdain, a skillful master.” The shareholders got up to greet the man politely while Leon wore an impassive look and took a loathful glance at Farris. Harry gestured for everyone to sit before he said, “Farris, I hear from Mr. Jourdain that he knows Cayden. Is this true?” “It is…” Farris was a little pale. He was suddenly filled with a sense of premonition.

he smiled like an innocent little thing. Harry has a face that could deceive the world that he was an innocent young man but that's not true. Harry is a murderer and the Don and boss of the whole of the United kingdom. "Fucking city!" I spat out and Harry chuckled. It was true that I hardly come to another territory. I remained in mine or else it's so urgent like this case. Harry was already taken me to his car with my men and his tailing behind when I paused, "I need to get to know what happened to the fucker in that room"