Harry Is Itachi Fanfiction Novels & Stories

Arianna narrowed her eyes at Harry. “What? I’m just offering a friendly suggestion. Tell anyone about this, and I’ll kill anyone you blabbed your mouth to.” “That seems pretty asinine, don’t you think? The fastest way for me to get the money is to tell my partner.” “I’ll consider it. I want to see how much you hustle in a month. I’ll be back in a month, and I better see some progress. I’ll be watching you and your older lover as well. Take care, Arianna,” Harry wished, slipping out of Arianna’s bed. “You know? I may not put you up for auction at all. Maybe I’ll keep you for myself,” Harry teased, winking at Arianna before he left.

Harry said as he turned around to face her. He was not surprised by what he saw in front of him. Rachel had taken off her jacket and was standing in a seductive position. Harry was not turned on by her instead he let out a sarcastic laugh. “How dumb are you? You think that by doing this I will fall in your trap and sleep with you because I want information about Tamara?”

Brrrr. By the way, it was his idea to invite you over. Don't forget to say thank you when he arrives. He likes them all at first ... but then he inevitably realizes what kind of dirty whores you are! And then I'll gut them! Harry's voice rose, and Kit shuddered—he was about to attack her! The heart was not beating - it was galloping, beating a crazy drummanbass against the sternum. God help me! Harry noticed her reflex movement and grinned, pleased. Afraid… they are all afraid. HE is the God and the devil here, the judge and the executioner, and when he wants to, he will wrap her guts around a light bulb. Easily. HE can't do that yet.

Harry: It'll be fun Me: I don't think so Harry: You'll like it Me: Really? Harry: Yes. Just imagine that I'm there. Harry: Imagine it's me that touches you. I don't want to imagine it, I want him here. Harry: Just do it, I'll be waiting for you Me: I can't Harry: Of course you can. Harry: Just open your legs, stick your hand up your panties and start touching you. It's not that hard. How can he say it like that? With such fluidity and boldness.

Harry says, and I can see where this is going. Everyone in the courtyard can see where it's going. "What should their punishment be?" Harry asks me, and I see his eyes glint in excitement. He looks pleased by the situation. Like it's all amusing to him. Harry has become a sadistic psycho. Oh my goodness, he's crazy. He's absolutely lost his mind. Harry trails over to me, leaving only a few inches between us. I can feel his hot breath fan my face, and my breathing gets harsher.

Harry growled losing his every control and yelled something he never thought he will be able to tell her. "BECAUSE I FUCKING LOVE YOU GODDAMMIT!" ____________________________________ My God my ears are bleeding. Can't they talk like civilized people? Lol just kidding. So guys this was the bomb I told you gonna blast on you guys. Harry loves her but the thing coming to him in the future wouldn't be beautiful so yeah. So be ready for next tomorrow. Don't forget to like and comment. Till the next adios.

When the time was right, all he had to do was offer his services once again, and maybe he would then be reinstated or be promoted to another position altogether. Damian looked at Harry, still howling and crying on the ground, covered in a layer of cold sweat, and asked sarcastically, "Say, Harry, Douglass broke your leg. Are you sure you're going to put up with that? "Wanna call your mommy?" When he heard that, Harry gritted his teeth and growled murderously, "You're both dead, Damian and Douglas! I'm going to get my mom to kill the both of you!" With that, Harry shakily grabbed his phone from his pocket and dialled a number.

DARIUS' POV "Well, well," his smooth voice said. I turned around slowly to face Harry who was standing in the doorway. He looked immaculate as always in tailored clothes that probably cost more than most pack members made in a month. His blonde hair was artfully styled. There was a strange false concern etched into his big bright blue eyes. He looked like an angel. But Harry? He acted like the devil. "I heard there was some excitement today. Came to see the damage for myself."

Karina inquired. Harry smiled and suddenly held Karina's hand, "I just wanted to make sure you're doing well. Especially the child of the Alpha King," Harry said casually, his voice almost sounding hypnotic to Karina. Karina's gaze immediately felt empty as she looked at Harry, who still held her hand. Slowly, Harry's eyes turned yellow, and a sinister smile appeared on his face.

"You shouldn't. It's my fault. I let Asheei leave. I should have protected him. He's my little brother." Before Ariadne can reply, the door creaks open. The last person that the Omega expects to see steps into the threshold. "What are you doing here?" Ariadne growls, voice losing that soft timbre. It's Harry, drinking more pink water, dressed in a horrendous sequin jogging suit. His voice is a thousand angry wasps. "I'm not beholden to anyone anymore. I go wherever I please." Kelly squints at the man. "You're just a broken old toy that no one wants to play with. Go away."