Harry Is Cold To His Family Fanfiction Novels & Stories

"How on earth did you do that? You...You make them look like a loser, but you're---alone, how? Explain it to me. Do you have a superpower?" He laughed at me, “Do you think I’m your Superman?” I frowned at him, and he said, “That’s nonsense, can you just thank me for saving my life again?” I shrugged my shoulders, and let out a soft sigh, “Well, thank you….” He walked over to his car and opened the front seat. Then, with sharp eyes, he looked at me. "Harry's family wants you dead. Aren't you scared that your life is in danger?"

JACKSON'S POV Harry was out of town to handle our enemies. He always kept our family above all. I rubbed my fingers on my temple. She was continuously ignoring me. I fucki** hated it. Her ignorance was killing me from inside. I got every girl in my arms whenever I wanted. Her number was switched off. My two men were permanently posted out of her house. She blocked my number and it pissed me off.

Evelyn's eyes slowly reddened, and she bit her teeth as she accused, "I was the one who knew you first! You promised to give me a home! I gave you the best years of my youth! "And now, you want me and my child to step aside for you? You've achieved success and gotten yourself a new family, but what about Felix and I? "He will never get to experience a father's love in his life, and he might always be healing from the damage caused by the absence of it! "Harry, how can you be so selfish!" Still, Harry's face showed no signs of emotion. It was as if he was listening to something utterly inconsequential. "Are you done?" he asked.

a much taller figure with dark hair. "Who's this?" I ask, pointing to the tall stick person, like I don’t exactly know who it is. "That's my friend Jaxon!" Harry beams. "He's part of our family too, Mommy, because he doesn't have a family, remember?" My heart punches my fucking ribs, and I kneel down, placing my tablet and phone on the small side table, and gently push the hair back from Harry's forehead. "Baby, Jaxon isn't our fam–"

#One_Year_Later "Dad, Dad please save me. I don't want to have milk for breakfast. Chris is forcing me to do this." Harry requested Samson, hiding behind him. Harry is the adopted year old son of Samson and Christian which made their incomplete family finally complete with his presence. "Sam, don't hear his request. He is becoming really naughty day by day. If he does not have his diet properly then he will fall sick.",Christian glared at Harry, who was hiding behind Samson.

Broderick indicated. Harry stared at him for a moment. “Before you die, tell me why you killed my family. I want to know why you heartlessly wiped out the entirely family." “I didn’t kill your family members. Someone out there disguised themselves to be and took your family out. Please, if there is one last request I want to make before I die is that you allow me see the face of my daughter” Harry thought through all that he had just said. He believed it wouldn’t be bad to grant him the last request, before he eventually takes him out. He called on his personal assistant at once.

"Do you want me to like you?" Stephanie nodded without hesitation. "Yes." "Then you have to listen to me so that I will like you, right?" "Yes." "So you have to wait for me at home." Stephanie was a little reluctant, but she still nodded. "Well, then you should come back early." If she did not listen to him, she was afraid that her father would not like her. Harry went upstairs and changed his clothes. The clothes on his body were wet by Stephanie when she washed his face, which made him feel a little sticky and uncomfortable.

Diane can't help her horrified face "Exactly, that's why I was telling you my family is crazy, I would never marry her, she is a very beautiful woman, I don't deny it, but we share blood, it would be a dreadful thing to do" "Well yes it does sound scary, although I wasn't asking about your family, I'm not surprised the world is crazy, I'm talking about your kiss on the forehead What was that?" "I wanted to get them out of the way nothing more, let's get on with it" Harry takes her hand, and in the other free one, leaning on his cane he was trying to walk quickly to where his mother's family was. "Harry dear!!! My love, but so long time no see" Roberta, Harry's aunt throws herself against him

whined Harry. “Yeah because you’re a space heater.” “And you’re an icebox,” teased Harry. “Course,” Harry stood up and pulled Saint flush against his chest, “I could always warm you up.” The brunet smirked down at the older boy, his hands sliding down his back to squeeze his ass cheeks.