Harry Flynn Novels & Stories

"Um, I, I like their songs." "Their?" Roger seemed to realize something and glanced back at Harry. "Their? You didn't know?" "Huh?" Neil was puzzled and turned to look at me. "Neil, Harry is a member of the Shanhai band." I told Neil the truth. In fact, I had only just found out myself. I overheard Harry and Roger's conversation outside the private room and learned that Harry was the band's drummer, always wearing sunglasses and a hat, and few people had seen his true face.

“I’d go with Diana. I will choose the second one too.” Diana winks at me. “So what is it Harry?” Neal asks and all our attention were on Harry. Harry pulled out two fingers, “Two truths, I am a surfer. I’m the youngest in the family.” They all exclaimed in dismay leaving Harry smiling evilly as Diana and I were just laughing at our seats. Harry pulled out one finger on his left hand, “One lie, my father is a singer.” “You have got to be joking!” Zion exclaims. “I demand a recount!” Neal jokes as he laughs with Olivia.

Tessa said exasperatedly, “The Harry Fletcher! Amazing human being, drop dead handsome, one of New York’s finest bachelors! He isn’t mired in anything scandalous! He’s like a perfect human being.” Vida turned to look at Tessa, there was a hint of frustration pasted on her friend’s face as she tried to get Harry and her together. “Harry also graduated with highest honors in a school overseas! So, he’s got the brains to go with his glorious, handsome face. He’s also the owner of 5 companies that handle multiple smaller companies all over this country. How come you don’t know who he is? Are you living under a rock?” Tessa continued in between gulps of her beer.

"Yeah the poor wife of his is me." "No wonder I felt your name a bit familiar." She hummed to herself and I found myself getting confused. "Is he that famous?" Flora nodded at my question. "Girl, the news has said he runs the biggest chains of hotels and restaurants. And not to forget he has this company, called D.Co, news--this is one of the largest operating systems here in U.S and all over Europe." D.Co, where did I hear this word again? "And they are like billionaires."

“That is where our deal ends. I more than anyone wants that motherfuvker dead but I will wait until when the right time comes...He is all yours once he loses his authority.” “There is no such thing as the right time, Harold. I make the right time when I want.” “Very well then. I will take my leave now and meet with the elders. It has been such a long time...” Harold stood and crept away. >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>

Mona Fields stood beside the woman explaining the ticket process, nodding attentively as she tried to keep up. Today was her first day working at the underground boxing venue, and she had been assigned the role of ticket reviewer. Even saying it out loud sounded ridiculous. A ticket reviewer? It wasn't exactly the job of her dreams, but she needed the extra cash. Her roommate, Flora, had pulled some strings with the manager—her boyfriend—and convinced him to hire Mona. Flora worked here as a sign holder, parading around the ring between rounds in barely-there outfits, flashing a bright smile to the roaring crowd.

Zale hid behind me, as if he can hide, he is basically taller than me. "And? What do you want?" I asked. The man with wings was taken aback as I look at the elder with fiery eyes. The man yelled when something was burning beside him, but Zale immediately extinguished it. "The wind told us that you are planning to save Zephyrine. Please, I ask of you fated ones, help us to have our princess back. This knight-dom is not as peaceful as it seems, they are simply using my daughter's power and draining her." The man with wings cried. I looked at him, so he is Lady Zephyrine's father?

the woman replied. I exchanged nervous looks with Max. It was Luciano. Of course. "What about Portland? Do you have two tickets available for Portland?" "The next flight isn't for three days." "San Francisco?" I questioned. "He bought up that too," she answered. "Anywhere in America?" I asked getting desperate. "He bought all the leftover seats for all the flights to America for the next 18 hours. Florida, New York, Boston. He took them all. And Canada for that matter. Most of South America too."

“Like Mr Smith already told you, my name is Flynn Scott. I just moved into Lily town with my wife and two children..” My world was rocked from that point on.

The boy on the call hesitated. “Just shut up and be here tomorrow, I already sent you the address.” Austin firmly stated and the person on the line burst out giggling. “You haven’t changed at all Tinny, alright then, since it’s no use arguing with you, I’ll grace you with my presence, Mr. Lee.” The voice brightly answered. “I’ll be waiting for you then.” Austin replied and hung up, with a wide smile on his face. He rarely ever smiled, but then again, such things came naturally, when one was around someone as cheerful as, Augustus Hale.