Harry Hook Fanart

Mature Theme. 18+ Kitty, Cassie and Cherry are your average teenage girls, except they are all sporting secrets of their own. Cassie is having problems at home with her stepmother, plus her father barely talks to her. Her life seems pathetic until she meets Mitch, a mysterious boy with glowing eyes. Kitty is, well she's just a sl*t who likes to sleep with any and everybody, but her life changes drastically when she starts to hook up with a dangerous man who lives alone in the woods. He refers to her as his mate and gets upset if she lets another man touch her. And Cherry — Well, she knows all her friends' secrets because Cherry is not only a hacker but the future head of the Werewolf hunters. So she has a gift for spying, lying and cheating. One day Kitty realises that every guy she sleeps with ends up dead. It gets to the point where Cherry and Cassie think that Kitty may be cursed. After her friends go off to college, Kitty is left alone. Then on a foggy night, she is walking home alone where she gets captured by a sadistic werewolf who intends to keep her for his sick desires. How long will it take for her friends to find her?

I was once the most respected female intelligence officer in the underworld. I controlled black market trade, port lockdowns, and risk assessments for every smuggling route. These were the basics every new recruit learned on their first day in the Mafia. But my intel was never reliable. As time went by, everyone caught on. In this city, whether the ports were locked down or open for business didn't depend on intel. It depended on whether Vincenzo's childhood friend was in a bad mood. I had just sent an order over the family's secure channel: "Level-one lockdown. All shipping routes are closed." A moment later, the ports were thrown wide open. My rival mocked me in front of everyone. "Isabella's supposed to be the queen of underworld intelligence, isn't she? What happened, did she lose her touch?" Other family members twisted the knife without a second thought. "Her husband changes the rules at a word from his precious Amelia. Who's going to listen to her anymore?" "She's on the hook for any losses from this. That route reopening is going to bankrupt her!" I clutched a stack of formal censures from the family. I said nothing. It didn't matter. I was done being a pawn in their games. Soon, I would be gone for good.

Sizzling hot in red pair of swimsuit, Raya walks confidently in the runway. She smiles genuinely and owns the stage like a queen. Napakuyom na lamang ng kamao ni Damielle Villacorda. Paanong ang namayapa niyang asawa ay nasa national Television ngayon at rumarampa bilang contestant sa beauty pageant? Soon, his question was answered. Ang nasa likod ng lahat ng iyon ay walang iba kundi si Rio Costor, ang pinuno ng kalaban nilang Mafia. But no one can stop Damielle, not even danger. Hindi siya papayag na hindi niya makuhang muli ang babae. By hook or by crook ay aangkinin niyang muli ang kanyang misis. Ngunit ang tanong, paano niya sisimulang makalapit sa kanyang asawa kung wala itong maalala sa nakaraan at ang kinikilala nitong pamilya ngayon ay ang pinuno ng kalaban nilang Mafia? Ano ang kayang isugal ni Damielle sa ngalan ng pag-ibig? Handa ba siyang palitan ang kanyang katauhan, maangkin lamang muli ang kanyang mahal? At mapapanindigan niya kaya ang kanyang desisyon kung ang kapalit ay ang unti-unting pagguho ng organisasyong pinaghirapan niyang itatag?

Since the very first time Hunter Jones laid his eyes on a petite Asian , Mey Wang, he couldn't take his eyes off her. The resident bad boy is willing to duck his nose deep in Harry Potter books and learn every spell known just to get closer to the Potter-head . Mey likes Hunter but not in a romantic way. She thinks they're too different. She's a nerd and he's a bad boy. Of course, there're a lot of books about a bad boy and a nerd falling in and walking to the sunset together but she's not just a nerd, she's also an Asian. Her parents are old-fashioned people, they'd never approve of someone like Hunter. So she tries her best to escape him. But can you really escape ? There's a potion in the spellbook but there's no un- potion, right? QOTD: Don't let fear or insecurity stop you from trying new things. Believe in yourself. Do what you . And most importantly, be kind to others, even if you don't like them. Stacy London. Started: 08.01.18 Completed: 22.02.18

Realizing that she still loves her ex-boyfriend Elijah Matthias Montero, Maria Ferrofia Carmina Garcia flies back home after ten years determined to snatch him from his fiancée and to stop his soon-to-be marriage. Elijah is the epitome of every woman's dream man, CEO of a huge real estate business, dependable, responsible, and very sweet, not to mention his exceptionally good-looking face and hot physique. Fia is sure that Elijah still loves her. Elijah promised her that he will never love any other woman but her ten years ago. Yet, she left him, making her regret her decision. So by hook or by crook, she has to have Elijah back. And there is only one way to do it. On the night of his engagement party she has to offer him an irresistible gift that will be hard for him to resist. Victory is at the tip of her fingertips. Fia’s plan was successful. Elijah became a willing prey, easy peasy. Or so she thought. Because when Elijah removed his blindfold after she gave him the irresistible gift, a mischievous chinky chocolate brown eyes and canny gorgeous as troubled face greeted her. He is not Elijah but the happy-go-lucky, shrewd, playful, infamous Kayden Andrei Montero! Elijah's complete opposite younger brother whom she hates with a passion since they were kids. I do not own the photo. Credits to the rightful owner.

You shouldn’t be here, Fiona,” his deep voice rasped against her ear, his hand still pressed against the wall behind her. “Then tell me to leave,” she whispered, her lips trembling inches from his. He didn’t move. He didn’t breathe. And in that moment, she knew he wanted her just as much as she wanted him. Fiona Harry has lived her whole life in a golden cage of wealth, reputation, and suffocating rules. University was supposed to be her escape, her first taste of freedom. But nothing could prepare her for the moment she came face-to-face with Professor Jalen Hart, her father’s best friend. One reckless night changes everything. A drunken mistake turns into an irresistible obsession, pulling her deeper into Jalen’s forbidden world. But secrets don’t stay hidden forever. Between Jude, her possessive friend who knows too much, Marian, Jalen’s wicked wife, and the dangerous power of desire, Fiona is about to risk not only hers and her family’s reputation but her entire future. And what happens when the truth comes out especially to Marian?

"I want her." he said coldly sipping onto his wine staring at the grey eyed enchantress standing in front of him taking in her curves and flawless smooth skin. "She's his mate." his beta proclaimed widening his eyes at the reckless demand of his alpha. "So?" his alpha asked him coldly like it didn't affected him a bit. "But she is forbidden and---" his beta tried to make him understand but a one cold look from his alpha made his mouth clipped shut. He moved his blank gaze towards the girl tempting him without even trying and sternly said "I want her." And that was it, the end of the discussion because what he wants he gets it by hook or by crook. Daxon Valor, the alpha of the blood moon night pack is what people and all of the packs fear of. He is powerful and a rude, arrogant alpha who fears nothing. But he was not like this from the birth the death of his mate made him like this so cruel and ruthless because he loved his mate more than his own life. Hazel Suarez, the wife of alpha Alexander Suarez of nightingale pack is the beauty everyone wants to take a look at. But to even look at her is forbidden for everyone. But Alpha Daxon Valor has his eyes on her now. He wants her at any cost for himself.

"The cold-hearted CEO who scares everyone is afraid of losing me?" Grace uttered, her gaze lingering on Evelyn's lips. "Yes, I'm. You don't need to continue your job, you can join my company, Grace." Evelyn cupped her cheeks, slowly taking her lips into a sensual and passionate kiss, pouring all her feelings and love into that kiss. Grace shortly responded to her kiss. "Pearl... That's what they... call me," she moaned loudly when Evelyn unfastened the hook of her bra and caressed her breasts while showering hot kisses all over her shoulders and breasts. "You're my Grace, only mine," Evelyn said between the kisses and pulled that little black panty off her body which was hardly covering her ass. Grace couldn't protest the desires and gave in. The tiny pieces of clothes were the costume of Grace, she was a hot and sexy pole dancer who was famous as 'Pearl'. The way she moved around the pole so skillfully, always made Evelyn feel wet and hot. Until this night, she never dared to come to Grace's room but tonight she was drunk and she wanted nothing but Grace. Maybe after one night with this pole dancer, she would be able to pull her off her mind. It was just a one-night stand for Evelyn but what will happen when she'll offer a job to Grace to become her private dancer?

As the college entrance exams approached, I paid the top student in our class to tutor me. But the day she came over, she brought along her childhood sweetheart and insisted that he join our study sessions. I declined her request politely, and she did not press the matter further. The boy left my house in defeat and was struck by a car, suffering injuries so severe that they left him crippled. He could no longer continue his education and was forced to drop out, taking on grueling manual labor to survive. The girl continued tutoring me nonetheless. We both gained admission to the same university, grew close over time, fell in love, got married, and started a family. But on the night of our wedding anniversary, Sharon slipped poison into my soup and watched impassively as I began to convulse and vomit blood, the crimson stain spreading slowly across the floor. "This is what you owe Harry," she said with cold venom. "Taste what it's like to lose all hope." It turned out that she had harbored resentment toward me for all those years. When I opened my eyes again, I was back to the day she first came to my house with her friend.

The impostor took his own life the day I married Cathy Jones. By the second year of our marriage, we had turned against each other completely because of him. She despised me because my return had driven Zac Lowe to his death. And I despised her for longing after the man who had stolen my name for twenty years. For a decade, we hurled the cruelest words and wished death upon each other until the earthquake came. She shielded me under her body and used her back to bear the weight of the collapsing beam to keep me alive. The ceiling fell. Blood and debris blurred together. As her life slipped away, she whispered in my ear, “If I had known he would die, I would have never brought you home. “If there’s another life, your only family should be me.” In the end, I still died in the aftershock. When I opened my eyes again, I had returned to the day she first took me to meet my biological parents. But she suddenly changed her mind. “Harry, I was wrong! You’re not the son the Lowe family lost twenty years ago.”