Harry Hole Novels & Stories

Everyone kept shaking their heads in disbelief while some had smiles on their faces, those who were relatives of Harry's victims of course. “I made my men hold Mr Holloway down, watching me while I tortured his wife and sons before killing them." Harry answered immediately. “And what about the little girl?" Daniel asked with that annoying smile of his. “I raped her infront of Mr Holloway before killing her as well and then I took him back to the clan and tortured him for weeks before killing him." Harry replied and a tear ran down his cheek. He was feeling remorseful already even when his crimes where yet to be mentioned. These ones are just a tip of the iceberg.

I roll my eyes and elbow Bellamy in the ribs. “Sure.” Harry answers, waving around his right hand which is still clutching what I can now see is a shiny glass bottle full of something purple. “Incubi delivery service. Where we always deliver the whole package.” He says with a wink. I groan. “That was terrible Harry.” I complain. “I could try another one. You would be surprised how many lines I can come up with using the word ‘package.’ Harry offers. “Please don’t” Bellamy says dryly.

The ramp of the cavern was steep at first but then tapered off as they approached their destination, which looked like to be an untold multitude of feet below ground. They passed through a shielded entrance into a wide and broad tunnel. Harry gasped at what he saw. They stood on a ridge dominating an enormous space. As vast as the fort in the fairy village, it was more than a mere natural cave. Harry watched in awe as he whispered, "I am dreaming?" Even in whispered questions, he knew someone could hear him. No one answered his question.

Notice: Hi. This is the author of “Down the Rabbit Hole”. This is a short notice that everything in this story is purely fictional. All characters, settings, and pieces of information are purely all from the creator’s mind. Others, that you may find similar to what you have seen, you have read, all of those are purely coincidental. All rights reserved. No part of this book may be reproduced or used in any matter without prior notice or permission of the copyright owner. It’s a world of fantasy to be in, and a world where we can runaway, so hold on, Mi Estrellas.

They walked into the middle of the Weeds then disappeared, Harry had seen them descending something and just disappeared. Harry walked slowly and followed the direction they disappeared. He walked in the middle of tall weeds with white cotton-like flowers and flew when they were touched. In the middle of the field, there is a large opening that looks like an open trapdoor. A large hole with steps for two adults to pass through ... so they descend this? Where do they go?! 'There's something ... or rather ... there's someone down there! Be very careful! ' His wolf suggestion. Harry kept going down the stairs, there was a light coming from a sticky lamp at the top of the stairs. He did not expe

He wondered if Harry had some kind of supernatural ability or if there was another explanation for the strange occurrence. Harry sighed in frustration and tried to suppress the pain. He covered one eye with his hand and then opened it again. Instantly, one of Harry's eyes glowed with a fiery yellow hue. He groaned and struck the restroom mirror, causing it to crack. Arlo was startled by the noise and made a sound, alerting Harry to the fact that he was not alone in the restroom. Harry turned and moved closer to Arlo, intending to investigate the source of the noise. However, Arlo reacted much quicker and without making a sound. He swiftly moved to another location just as Harry checked where

I start. “My name isn’t Harold”. He cuts me off. “My name is Harry … Harry Pugh”. I drop my fork and look up like a ghost is standing right there. “But he is supposed to be dead, right ? Andy found him online”. Twigs is saying exactly what I am thinking. “That was kinda the idea, to make it look like that”. Harry had said. “Harry ? Why did you not tell me Yesterday ?” I asked. “Because I needed to make sure you were not one of them. That you were not their lapdog sent to sniff me out”. Harry answered. “I have kept myself hidden from them for twenty-two years, I have no desire to run into them again”.

I glanced at Harry, whose eyes were looking straight ahead, determined to bail me out of here. "Don't worry, Natasha," Harry reassured me. "I will use all my connections to stop Allen and his forces from getting you and your husband. If he wants to start a war, so be it." Harry said, smiling at me. I blinked before smiling back at him. If I could stop for a moment to hug him and tell him how thankful I am, I would do it. "Harry, you-" My heart stops from beating when Harry fell down to the ground. A hole was hit on his stomach. Since he was holding me, I ceased running and stood there, unable to move while my clothes splashed some blood from Harry's.

Watching how they smile, laugh and love each other. And Harry-..... Harry yearned for that. You see, Harry was actually an orphan. We had no idea what pack he came from but we do know what happened to his parents. He was just four at the time when he and his mother ran into our pack. I heard about this from Uncle Tyler. There were busy patrolling the northern borders when a wolf ran past them. Thinking they were vicious rogues, they went after them. But as they caught the wolf, they were shocked to find it was a female with a kid on her back.

Kyle cast a glance in Terry's direction, smiled, and then said, "If you ask Terry about this, you will find out the answer. It seemed to me like he had a lengthy discussion with him the other day!" Louis turned his head to look at Terry, but all he saw was a wry smile on his face instead "You got that right! Harry works as a member of the security team at the Happy Hill Pub at the present time. The day before yesterday was his very first day on the job!"